Looking at the Armament Haki wrapped around Mod's right hand, Saul's bulging eyes seemed ready to fall out.
Just one minute ago, he had confidently declared that learning Armament Haki in such a short time was impossible.
One minute later, Mod had slapped him hard in the face with his actions.
Even Saul, who had weathered countless storms, was so shocked that he could not utter a word.
This was the reaction of having the theories and knowledge he had accumulated over most of his life overturned.
If it had been Observation Haki, or even Conqueror's Haki, Saul would not have reacted this way.
But this was Armament Haki. One could not reach the heavens in a single step; only gradual progress would do.
Yet this kid...
Saul slowly came to his senses. Without warning, he reached out and dispersed the Armament Haki wrapped around Mod's right hand.
With his keen eye, he could easily see that Mod's current physical condition was nowhere near sufficient to match such a proficient Haki technique.
It was like someone who should have been releasing Haki in a trickle had instead smashed open a water tank.
That kind of behavior would injure the body.
Saul naturally could not let Mod continue.
After Saul slapped away the Haki, Mod could not help but freeze. Amid his confusion, he suddenly felt a wave of weakness.
He had not felt this fatigue when he was guiding and controlling the Armament Haki moments ago.
But after Saul interrupted the continuous output of Armament Haki, his body reacted instantly, as if he had run more than a dozen kilometers in just a few seconds.
"The stamina drain is way too ridiculous..."
With his sufficient understanding, Mod immediately realized what had happened.
He also knew that Saul's action had been