"What was that..." Yamato's face turned grave. "Dad's Haki Infusion?"
"It's Conqueror's Haki, Conqueror's Haki! What the hell are you thinking?" The onlookers stared wide-eyed and roared like a pack of fanged beasts.
"Ah... I get beaten up by that bastard old man every day, so I mixed them up?" Yamato scratched her head awkwardly.
Does your father even use Conqueror's Haki on you when he beats you? Your vitality is seriously absurd. Doflamingo silently complained. The others beside him were even more dumbfounded by Yamato's words.
Yamato also possessed Conqueror's Haki, but unfortunately, she had not taken enough beatings yet and had not mastered the ultimate technique of Conqueror's Haki Infusion. Ordinary Conqueror's Haki was basically useless in a clash between strong fighters.
Hancock steadied the Conqueror's Haki that Yamato's earlier words had nearly disrupted. She focused again. "Enough nonsense. This move will decide the victor!"
"Alright, watch this—Thunder Bagua!" Yamato's eyes lit up at once. Frost and Armament Haki wrapped around her kanabo simultaneously before she smashed it forward.
She called it Thunder Bagua, but in Doflamingo's eyes, the technique was unbearably crude. It only had the appearance of the move; compared to Kaido's Thunder Bagua, it was a hundred thousand miles behind.
She hasn't been beaten enough, Doflamingo sighed inwardly.
Even in the original story, Yamato's Thunder Bagua still fell short of Kaido's, let alone now.
Hancock showed no fear. She raised one leg, which became countless overlapping afterimages. In an instant, she unleashed an unknown number of Rankyaku kicks. Empowered by both Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki, terrifying shockwaves swept forth like raging floodwaters.
"Storm Wave—Hyakuretsukyaku!"
With a thunderous boom, nearly half the plaza was kicked flat. As the smoke slowly dispersed, Yamato was revealed lying on the ground with her eyes rolled back, her kanabo