Burgess was very curious about Jazz. The ordinary-looking youth did not seem to possess anything remarkable, but from the attitude of all Ronglin's subordinates toward him, it was clear that Jazz held an exceptionally high position within the entire faction. Even the Commanders of the Second and Third Fleets had to bow and scrape before him.
Burgess did admire Jazz's strength. At such a young age, he had already mastered two types of Haki. Given time, he would become another formidable general under Ronglin. But that was all there was to it. At Burgess's peak, he could have killed Jazz with a single punch. He could not understand why Ronglin treated this brat so specially.
"Boss is here!" Jazz darted rapidly through the water at an astonishing speed. According to Jinbe, Jazz's speed underwater had already caught up to that of an ordinary Fish-Man. All of it was thanks to Jinbe.
Jazz rapidly flipped and leaped out of the water. With a sweep of both hands, two columns of water shot into the sky. Borrowing their force, Jazz launched himself toward the shore. "Boss! How did the meeting go!?"
Ronglin leaped down from the high cliff, twisted around in midair, and lashed out with a Tempest Kick.
"Buzz!" The air split with a piercing roar. Jazz saw only a chilling flash streaking toward him, and cold sweat instantly broke out across his body. He immediately let out a low shout, forcibly gathering Armament Haki around himself and fully covering his body, entering a hardened defensive state.
The Tempest Kick struck Jazz in midair with a thunderous impact. Jazz cried out miserably as his Armament Haki Hardening was forcibly dispelled, and he was blasted back into the sea.
"Tap!" Crisp footsteps rang out as Ronglin lightly drifted down onto the beach.