Atop the skull.
"Ugh!"
Ian was getting beaten up.
With his eyes covered by a blindfold, he had already entered Beastman Mode.
A black shadow too fast for the naked eye to see flashed in from the side and kicked Ian flying.
Before Ian could even hit the ground, the shadow had already leaped through the air again and smashed a fist into his face.
Ian spun through the air like a top before staggering onto the ground.
"Did you really have to use Haki too, Uncle King?"
Ian rubbed his struck cheek. The layer of black material covering his face slowly faded away. Even with Armament Haki used for defense, the blow had left him dizzy.
Uncle King's fists really packed a punch.
Their power was no weaker than Marco's.
"Only a true crisis can stimulate a person's potential to the greatest extent."
Uncle King stood before Ian. The flames behind his head had gone out. His clenched fists were not only pitch-black, but also wrapped in invisible ripples. "Ian, I won't stop until you successfully awaken Observation Haki. If you die, blame your own bad luck."
Ian had asked King to help him train.
On the journey back to Wano Country, he had already more or less mastered Armament Haki Hardening.
But the Observation Haki he was just short of awakening had stubbornly refused to emerge.
He still needed one last push.
The war against the Whitebeard Pirates was about to begin, and Ian felt that he ought to evolve himself into his strongest state.
Honestly, Armament Haki Hardening did not improve his strength all that much.
On the offensive, he had The Winged Dragon of Ra's flames and had no need for Armament Haki to seal the deal. As for defense, with his current Armament Haki, it