"Shihahahaha! John, hand over the treasure already, or the famous blades in my hands won't care who you are!"
Golden Lion, a cigar clenched between his teeth, looked down arrogantly at John from the sky.
"Shiki, have you been floating in the sky so long that your brain got scrambled? The treasure is mine. Don't even think about touching a single coin!"
Having somehow produced a bottle of liquor, John drank straight from it, acting as though he did not take Shiki in the sky seriously at all.
"Roar~ Since you refuse a toast, you're forcing me to kill you, John!"
Seeing that John had no intention of backing down, Shiki gave up trying to persuade him further.
The two famous blades in his hands crossed and scraped together, throwing off violent sparks as Shiki's overwhelming killing intent bore down from above.
"I'll say it one last time. If you want my treasure, you'll have to step over my corpse first!"
Throwing aside the bottle, John drew the sword that had been planted in the ground and pointed it at Shiki in the sky.
"You treasure money like your life. You really haven't changed at all~"
With the sun behind him, Shiki's eyes were shrouded in shadow. His aura kept rising, like a male lion on the verge of pouncing.
"Then die! Lion Slash: Thousand Cuts Valley!"
Sakura Jū and Kogarashi danced continuously in Shiki's hands, sending countless slashes capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks toward John below.
Clang, clang, clang...
John's blade, coated in Armament Haki, continuously shattered the incoming slashes. After a barrage of metallic clashes, the ground beneath him had been carved with countless crisscrossing sword marks.
"Lion's Might: Earth Roll!"
Without giving his opponent a chance to catch his breath, Shiki launched his next move