Endless darkness surrounded Ares, yet brilliant sword flashes pierced through the layers of black spears and flew in every direction.
The sea was carved open by the flying slashes, its currents becoming turbulent and chaotic, causing the ship to rock from side to side and pitch back and forth.
The spears covered in Armament Haki shattered and re-formed, densely packed like a barrage of bullets, giving Ares no chance to catch his breath.
Ares defended himself without leaving the slightest opening.
It had a certain feeling of No matter how strong he is, let the cool breeze brush over the hills.
He had no sword in hand, yet every one of Ares's attacking movements could unleash astonishingly powerful Flying Slashes!
Over the course of this year of training, Ares's slashes had improved tremendously. First, his master was the great swordsman Golden Lion. Second, his physical qualities were exceptionally outstanding—he possessed an abnormal body.
Third, after his battle with Rayleigh, he had secretly learned many techniques.
Fourth, there was that unique "cheat" function.
All these conditions combined had allowed Ares's Swordless Style to advance at lightning speed. It was already completely different from before!
He had confidence that, in terms of swordsmanship alone, he could already contend with Rayleigh and determine who was superior.
Several dozen seconds passed.
Ares no longer knew how many spears he had shattered, yet the spears before him seemed endless. Of course, he knew that Cloud, the cloud in the sky, could produce as many as he wanted.
The question was, how long could the opponent's Armament Haki withstand this consumption???
Sure enough.
Seeing that his attacks were ineffective, Cloud withdrew the spears and praised him sincerely. "Those are truly sharp slashes. To think someone without a weapon could use the Six Powers' Tempest Kick to