Ian vs. Yamato! A Call from Overseas

Compared to the mace rushing at him, Ian's attention was actually focused more on Yamato's face.

Five years... this girl has really grown up a lot.

The gap-toothed, round-faced, white-haired girl he once knew was now a graceful young lady. The baby fat had faded from her face, her chin had become pointed, and the childishness in her eyes was gone. No one could deny that she was a very beautiful girl.

My daughter has finally grown up.

However, the girl's iron club showed no mercy.

Yamato instantly appeared before Ian as if she had shrunk the distance, and the iron club, entwined with invisible fluctuations, smashed down towards Ian's head.

Is that Rokushiki too?

Umit, watching from the side, noticed something unusual about Yamato's speed.

Even with Soru, an ordinary person would never be this fast.

What shocked him even more was the invisible fluctuation entwined around the pitch-black iron club.

"Haki!!"

Umit couldn't help but exclaim.

No way, such a young girl has mastered Haki!!

Although Haki is a power hidden within everyone, it's impossible to manifest Armament Haki or Observation Haki without a certain level of physical and mental strength!

What kind of monster is this girl!

And what surprised him even more was yet to come.

Facing Yamato's iron club, Ian merely took a small step back, spun his body, and swung his right leg like a steel whip.

Clang!

The thick sole of his leather shoe collided with the iron club, and an astonishing blast wave instantly spread out.

Umit's eyes widened. The boy's leather shoe was also entwined with Haki.

They've both mastered Haki?

"Ugh!"

Yamato grunted, sent flying backward by Ian's kick, her small feet leaving two conspicuous tracks on the ground.

"Rankyaku... Ran!"

Ian leaped into the air, swinging his legs in rapid succession.

In the next instant, streaks of azure slashes flew out like a storm, covering Yamato from all directions.

"..."

Umit was utterly dumbfounded.

Is this the strength a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy should possess?

"Gundari... Dragon Bloom!"

Yamato was undaunted. Gripping her iron club tightly, she rapidly swung it in the air, creating afterimages entwined with Haki, precisely and swiftly blasting away each incoming slash.

But amidst the slashes, a dark shadow flickered.

It was Ian. He had closed in on Yamato in an instant, his body twisting like a piece of paper, effortlessly evading every one of Yamato's attacks.

Kami-e!

"Shigan--"

Ian raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, "Siege Cannon!"

The Siege Cannon struck the incredibly sturdy iron club.

"Argh!"

Yamato was once again blasted away by Ian's punch.

"It's about time you show me your true abilities, Yamato."

Ian's tie fluttered in the wind as he landed lightly back in his original spot, saying leisurely.

Not even her true abilities yet?

Umit quickly turned his head to look at Yamato, who had also landed.

"Then take this! Ian!"

Thick white fur sprouted from Yamato's body. In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a beautiful white wolf-like creature!

Zoan too?

An Ancient Zoan as well?

Umit guessed.

But his guess was shattered the next moment.

Yamato unleashed a blast of white frost at Ian.

Even though it was mist-like breath, it was now shooting out like a laser.

Ian chuckled. This girl's Return to Life was quite well-practiced.

He changed the form of the freezing energy with his willpower.

Ian's legs exerted force, and he sprang into the air.

His Armament Haki, which he had only learned not long ago, could only manage to wrap around things. It was still a bit insufficient to counter Yamato's freezing energy.

His feet stomped on the air, making bang bang bang sounds. Ian sped through the air, then plummeted towards Yamato like lightning.

"Phantom Blade!"

The Iron Club was simultaneously wrapped in white cold energy and invisible Armament Haki. Yamato leaped up, meeting Ian's attack.

With a clang, the two collided and each retreated again.

"Mythical Zoan!!"

Umit's pupils trembled.

There was no mistake. In addition to changing forms, she could also use exclusive special abilities. This was indeed a Mythical Zoan!

This little girl was actually a Zoan Mythical Zoan ability user?

Ian landed and looked at his right hand.

His right hand, which had collided with Yamato's Iron Club just now, was now covered in a layer of solid ice.

His Haki, learned only recently, was indeed still far from enough.

Yamato's freezing ability had also improved too much over these five years.

"Ian!"

Yamato pointed her Iron Club at Ian. "Aren't you going to use your abilities too?"

"It seems so."

Ian didn't object.

He couldn't defeat Yamato using only his normal form.

Then.

Umit looked at Ian.

No way! Could it be—

Brilliant golden light began to bloom.

Golden flames instantly flowed out, and the scorching temperature made Umit break out in a sweat.

This, this is!

He looked at the figure revealing itself from within the flames.

A Golden Armored Winged Man, enveloped in flames!

Just standing there, the ground beneath his feet was melting.

Is he also a Mythical Zoan?

What a joke?

Mythical Zoans, which are even rarer than Logia, and now he was seeing two of them at once?

Ian spread his hands. "Come on, you can attack me."

"You're underestimating me too much! Ian!"

Yamato was furious. With a Rokushiki sprint, she charged in front of Ian. "Ice General Slash!"

The Iron Club, wrapped in Haki and cold energy, struck Ian's chest like wind and thunder.

The immense power sent Ian flying. He flipped in the air and landed nimbly.

"Mouth-Tearing Ice Fang!"

He didn't even have time to steady himself before the extreme cold breath engulfed him.

However, this extreme cold energy couldn't freeze him.

Or rather, Yamato's breath dissipated because flames began to burn fiercely on Ian's body.

"It can't freeze me at all!"

Yamato pouted, like a pufferfish.

Somewhat enraged, she charged forward, swinging her Iron Club in a furious barrage at Ian.

But it was meaningless.

The cold energy couldn't do anything to Ian's flames, and the Iron Club couldn't break through Ian's defense.

"She's completely outmatched," Black Maria sighed. "Or rather, she doesn't even have a way to injure Ian."

"Sister Yamato is already terrifyingly strong! But,"

Jack said fanatically, "her opponent is Brother Ian!"

Yes, that girl was already terrifyingly strong.

At thirteen or fourteen years old, with a powerful physique, skilled Rokushiki, already mastered Armament Haki, plus a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit ability, there probably weren't many people her age in the whole world stronger than her.

But her opponent, that boy named Ian, was precisely one of them.

And the gap in their strength was still huge.

"Hoo--hoo--"

After a barrage of attacks, Ian wasn't hurt at all. Instead, Yamato was exhausted, panting heavily while leaning on her Mace.

"Well then, it's my turn now, Yamato."

Ian chuckled.

"Bring it on!"

Yamato grinned excitedly, gripping her Mace tightly.

She would lose, but she wasn't afraid at all.

Ian extended his right hand, flames gathering in his palm, stretching, and then transforming into a long Mace.

Haki, not yet colored, wrapped around this flame Mace.

"Here I go."

Ian sprang forward.

Yamato charged forward as well.

The two had an extraordinary understanding.

"Thunder Bagua!" X2

Above the plaza, on the roof of the main building.

"These two brats are really something, what kind of kids should have this much strength at their age!"

Queen peered down, "Especially that kid Ian, even I wouldn't dare say I could easily defeat him now!"

"Easily defeat him?"

Behind him, King said coldly, "You're welcome to try. Ian might just give you a surprise."

"Huh? King, you bastard!"

Queen turned back in anger, "Are you saying that brat Ian can already defeat me?"

Completely ignoring their argument, Kaido, who was leisurely drinking wine while sitting on a cushion behind them, suddenly heard a "Brr-brr-brr" sound.

A Den Den Mushi?

He frowned and pulled a Den Den Mushi from his pocket.

There weren't many people in the entire sea who knew his number.

Who could it be?

Click.

The call connected.

"Kaido... That's great, after all these years, your number hasn't even changed."

"Oh?"

Kaido raised an eyebrow, then laughed heartily, "Gwahahaha! It's you, kid! You're still alive?"

"Not for long, but I'm about to die."

The person on the other end said, "Actually, Kaido, I'm calling to ask for your help. Just for the sake of our old ties, I want to entrust my children to you."

"Oh?"

Only a few hours left, does anyone have any remaining monthly tickets?