Vergo's strike missed, leaving his back completely exposed. But after putting everything into that attack, his strength was spent before new strength could rise. How could he possibly dodge the sudden whistling attack from behind?
Gritting his teeth, he activated Iron Body and took Ronglin's attack head-on!
"Pfft!"
Unfortunately, even with Iron Body activated and Armament Haki reinforcing him, Vergo's defenses were like thin paper before Ronglin's highly penetrating Finger Pistol. Ronglin pierced through them with a single strike, sending a spray of blood into the air.
"Urgh!" Vergo grunted, staggering back several steps before falling in defeat from his injuries.
"Madman!" Flying Squirrel, whom Ronglin had knocked back, had finally recovered. Seeing Vergo injured while trying to rescue him, he charged forward in fury, swinging his sword without regard for anything else.
"Hmph!" Ronglin's footwork was profound and elusive. As Flying Squirrel slashed at him, Ronglin sidestepped, dodging the blow, then raised a hand and reached for Flying Squirrel's sword.
"Damn it!" Flying Squirrel thrust backhandedly, immediately using Finger Pistol from the Marine Six Styles to stab toward Ronglin's face.
"Clang!" Ronglin caught the sword between two fingers with one hand. Then, unhurriedly tilting his head, he casually evaded Flying Squirrel's close-range Finger Pistol as though taking a leisurely stroll.
"!!!"
Flying Squirrel was utterly horrified. Ronglin's strength was simply too terrifying. He remained so composed even against a Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral fighting with all his might.
In that moment of distraction, Flying Squirrel suddenly felt an agonizing pain shoot through his abdomen. An irresistible force violently shoved him away, and Ronglin sent him flying with a blow.
"Pfft!" Flying Squirrel spat out a mouthful of blood, utterly unable to understand how this mysterious man could be so overwhelmingly powerful.
The surrounding Marines watched in terror. Vice Admirals