Facing Katakuri's final attack, Yamato simply grinned.
She did not even raise her weapon. She only lifted one hand.
Bang!
She caught the two enormous donuts, packed with every ounce of Katakuri's strength, in that single hand.
She did not budge an inch.
Katakuri's pupils shrank to pinpoints.
"H-how is that possible...?"
"You're strong."
Yamato looked at him and grinned.
"At your level, you really are strong."
"But!"
Her hand clenched.
Bang!!!
The two enormous donuts crumbled in her palm as if they were tofu.
"You're still not good enough to face me!"
As she spoke, Yamato raised her other fist. Black Armament Haki and violent lightning coiled around it.
Thunder!!!
Boom!!!
In an instant, Yamato appeared before Katakuri.
Her fist slammed into his stomach.
Katakuri's eyes flew wide. He could not even scream.
He shot away like a cannonball.
His body sailed across the entire arena and crashed into the protective barrier.
Thud!
A dull impact rang out.
Then he slowly slid down the barrier and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.
In those eyes, always so calm,
there was now only disbelief.
He had known there was a gap between them.
But how could it be this wide?
Silence.
The entire coliseum fell silent.
Everyone was too stunned by the sight to speak.
A crushing defeat.
From start to finish, it had been utterly one-sided.
That was Katakuri, Big Mom's strongest Sweet Commander!
A top fighter with a bounty of one billion!
Yet against this Admiral, he had not even lasted three moves.
"The winner!"
The referee stood stunned for a long moment before recovering and announcing loudly,
"Admiral Yamato!"
Roar!!!
The entire coliseum erupted in deafening cheers.
"Admiral Yamato!!!"
"Justice will prevail!!!"
"Long live the World Government!!!"
Countless spectators shouted wildly, their voices threatening