Frozen Breath and Venom Spray came howling in at the same time, yet Kaido did not even raise an eyelid. He merely casually swung the Spiked Club in his hand.
"Whistling Arrow!"
It was as though an enormous cannon had fired. Yamato's breath and Sirius's venom were both blasted apart by an invisible shell in an instant.
It was like brushing a hand across a sand table; the air was emptied in the blink of an eye.
Sirius felt something whistle past him, even cutting a sharp wound across his cheek.
What terrifying power!
If it hit him, he probably would not be able to get back on his feet.
But this was no time to stop.
Neither of them slowed down. They were only one last step away from Kaido.
"Ice Sever!"
Yamato leaped into the air, swinging her Spiked Club down at Kaido's head once more.
Having a tough old man for a father had its advantages. You did not need to pick where you hit him.
But this time, Kaido had no intention of letting Yamato run wild again. He simply reached out and caught her body in midair.
"Too slow."
That was the old father's assessment.
But in that instant, Sirius had already shot toward him. He crushed the ground beneath his feet and leaped into the air, sweeping his greatsword sideways to cut Uncle Kaido in half at the waist.
Kaido did not even look at him. He merely casually swung the Spiked Club in his hand.
Sirius only saw a black shadow flash before his eyes, followed by a deafening crack. His hand suddenly felt lighter.
He had swung at nothing.
The blade in his hand had already been smashed apart by Uncle Kaido's Spiked Club.
Onigashima's logistics really were terrible. The weapon quality