"Well said! Then I'll show you my real skills today!"
Burufatt tore off his coat, revealing the short shirt beneath and the sleek, well-defined muscles of his upper body.
It was impossible to tell when he wore his coat, but Burufatt's muscles were not as bulky and knotted as one might imagine. Instead, they were remarkably balanced and well-proportioned.
"Remember to change how you address me if you lose!"
Stretching his arms and taking up a Fish-Man Karate stance, Burufatt's presence gradually turned dangerous.
"No problem! A gentleman's word is his bond!"
"Good!"
"Gulp... B-Brother Burufatt is serious!" One of Burufatt's fighters swallowed hard at the sight of his stance.
"Fish-Man Karate—Grass Pattern Tile Straight Punch!"
From quite a distance away, Burufatt threw a punch. The air before him immediately rippled like water, and a powerful shockwave violently erupted forward!
"Don't bother using a move of that level, old man."
Feeling the incoming impact, Oshi made no move to dodge and took it head-on with her body.
The powerful shockwave struck Oshi's body, but it only kicked up a cloud of dust. Her small figure merely swayed slightly, without even taking a step back.
This brat's physical strength... interesting! Kaido grew increasingly satisfied with Oshi's performance.
"Fish-Man Karate—Strike Water!" Several clusters of water shot toward Oshi's position like cannonballs, using the dust cloud as cover.
"I was already on guard against that!"
Ever since her battle with Obe, Oshi had become especially sensitive to tactics involving kicked-up dust. She merely shifted her body slightly and dodged the Strike Water.
"My turn to counterattack—Pirate Great Iron Fist!"
The instant she evaded the attack, Oshi charged forward and threw her right fist.
Though the name sounded rather strange, it was a genuine fist coated in Armament Haki.
On the way here, Oshi had quietly discussed things with Obe. In this spar, they would not use their authorities and would defeat their opponents using Haki alone.
This was mainly because they wanted to test their current level of Haki. Of course, a small part of it was because they were afraid Ra would notice that they still had made little progress in controlling their authorities.
Back in the present, the fist without any authority added to it looked utterly ordinary. Yet this plain, unadorned attack shocked Kaido and the other two far more than anything before it.
Kaido cast a deep glance at Ra.
As expected of blood relatives. Their talent is terrifying! Just who are these three brats...?
Burufatt's eyes widened abruptly.
"Flowing Armament Haki? How is that possible?!"
Even in the New World, where powerful fighters gathered, this was a supreme technique that only a rare few could master. Anyone capable of making Armament Haki flow was a first-rate expert on these seas!
"When did you learn that?!"
Burufatt had originally prepared to counter with a frontal punch, but he immediately pulled back his arm and retreated, dodging the blow. Even so, the force from afar knocked him back several steps.
"Learn what?"
Seeing her punch miss, Oshi did not immediately make another move.
"Flowing Armament Haki! How did you learn it?" Having steadied himself, Burufatt asked again in a shocked tone.
"Sister Ra taught me. It wasn't that hard to learn, was it? What are you so surprised about... Oh~ heehee~ Don't tell me you can't do it, Mr. Minotaur~"
As if she had thought of something, Oshi suddenly wore a smug, mischievous grin.
"If you respectfully call me Teacher Oshi three times, this young lady might graciously teach you~"
"What an overconfident little brat!"
"Fine. Looks like I'll have to use one of my trump cards today. I can't let a little girl like you knock me flat in front of all my brothers."
After repeatedly being put at a disadvantage, Burufatt finally became completely serious.
"Fish-Man Karate—Water Illusion Strike Fist!" More clouds of mist rose up, followed by countless indistinct fists violently attacking Oshi.
"Useless, useless! The same move won't work on a Saint!"
With her keen Observation Haki and agile movements, Oshi easily dodged every one of Burufatt's punches.
"I'm not stupid enough to think a move you've already cracked will still work on you! So watch closely, brat."
"Fish-Man Karate—Spear Wave Shower!"
Under Burufatt's motions, the droplets in the air turned into countless dense, tiny bullets that shot toward Oshi from every direction.
Unable to dodge, Oshi instinctively raised both arms to shield her eyes.
Though the droplets were immensely powerful, Oshi remained unharmed thanks to her Armament Haki defense.
"Now! Fish-Man Karate—Demon Tile Straight Punch!"
A powerful punch far stronger than the previous ones struck Oshi directly. Because her body was so small, Burufatt's fist nearly covered her entire torso.
Oshi became a streak of red light and was blasted backward at a speed far greater than when Burufatt himself had been sent flying.
"Covering your eyes in battle is extremely dangerous when your Observation Haki isn't fully developed, Red-haired girl."
Watching the dust rise in the distance, Burufatt slowly withdrew his fist.
"S-She got sent flying, that brat!"
"Demon Tile Straight Punch?! Brother Burufatt really went all out?!"
"That brat isn't dead, is she? Why isn't she moving?"
"Probably not~ Lord Ra doesn't look worried at all."
Oshi lay facedown on the ground in the distance, giving no response.
To be honest, taking that punch head-on before she had time to defend herself with Haki felt awful. It even made her feel a little nauseated.
"Inhale~ Exhale~~"
She silently circulated divine power through her body once, and the nausea quickly faded.
This was a method Ra had taught her for quickly recovering her condition. In just a few breaths, Oshi's body had returned to normal.
Yet she did not hurry to get up. She remained motionless on the ground, constantly thinking through that series of attacks—first using an illusion to draw her attention, then saturating her with attacks to distract her, and finally catching her off guard with the real killing move...
Sure enough, none of these old hands who have been roaming the seas for years are simple.
But Sister Ra probably wouldn't have fallen for it, right? It was hard to imagine her being caught in a sneak attack...
For no particular reason, Oshi thought of Ra. Thinking of her strange Observation Haki, like an Epitaph, Oshi's thoughts drifted further and further off track until someone finally could not help calling out to her.
"Hey! Oshi, are you planning to sleep there until dinner?
Get up and finish this fight already. I still need to take the field and teach that masked man a lesson!" Obe, standing at the edge of the training ground, could not help urging Oshi on.
"Got it, got it! I was thinking about something~"
At that, Oshi slowly climbed to her feet and dusted off her face. Her clothes, woven by Ra, had not picked up much dirt.
"Yo~ Old man, that punch just now was pretty good~ A wonderful three-hit combo!"
A confident smile curled across her lips as Oshi walked back toward the center of the training ground, her body swaying lightly.
"Are you ready now? Round two!"
"You really are a monster in every sense of the word, brat."
Burufatt could not help marveling as he looked at Oshi, who seemed perfectly fine.
He had not held back much with that punch. It was practically the greatest force he would use in a sparring match. Any further, and he would be using killing moves he could not pull back.
"If you don't make a move, I'll be taking the initiative~ I happen to have something good to show you."
Oshi stopped where she had stood before, then assumed a familiar stance.
Burufatt froze when he saw her posture.
"This is!"
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