Four Great Gourmet Traps!

Inside the third-level gravity training ground of Star-Pressure Palace.

The purple-hazed space enveloped a semicircular blue space roughly five meters in diameter. At the boundary where the two met, faint, blurry tremors could be seen.

This was because the Op-Op Fruit's space was resisting the eighteenfold gravity pouring down from outside under Imu's will.

It was a pure clash of abilities against abilities, and also a form of strength training for the ability itself.

The next moment.

Four Flash Emitters raced along the tracks on the ceiling while continuously firing golden beams toward Imu.

Although these beams had been adjusted not to explode upon contact.

Their extremely high temperature and speed were still enough to punch penetrating wounds through a human body.

However.

This time, Imu did not choose to dodge. He stood firmly where he was as streaks of ghostly green lightning suddenly appeared around him and rushed forward to meet them.

At once, four golden Flash beams and four green lightning bolts collided repeatedly from different directions within the purple space, creating burst after burst of energy explosions and deafening booms.

The ground of the training field was shaken open with rings of spiderweb-like cracks.

Fortunately, under eighteenfold gravity, it was impossible for excessively powerful Shockwaves to form, so the damage would not spread outside. Otherwise, Star-Pressure Palace would already have been shattered all over.

Very soon.

The Flash Emitters began firing more rapidly, and Imu showed no weakness in response.

For a time.

The vast gravity training ground became a battlefield of golden beams and green lightning.

Continuous energy clashes rose and fell in succession, yet were firmly suppressed by the purple gravity, while the blue space resisted gravity's all-encompassing pressure.

Imu himself stood with his hands behind his back, as though observing coldly from the sidelines.