Zephyr shot forward like an arrow loosed from its string, the justice cloak behind him snapping in the gale as an astonishing aura radiated from his burly frame.
In an instant, he drew the attention of countless people.
"It's Vice Admiral Zephyr!" The Marines on the battlefield brightened. "With Vice Admiral Zephyr taking the field, that Kaido bastard won't be able to act so arrogantly!"
The surrounding Marine soldiers were invigorated by those words, and their morale soared.
A Marine candidate admiral was a Marine officer second only to the Navy's strongest combat power. They were different from Marine Vice Admirals, far stronger than them. Perhaps they possessed admiral-level strength and lacked only the necessary achievements; or perhaps they were merely a little short of an admiral's overwhelming power.
Their strength was difficult to define, just like the Shichibukai. Some were strong, while others were weak.
Many novels even separated out a special level of strength and called it—candidate admiral!
Their counterpart among pirates was—the emperor's commander.
"Armament—Impact!"
In midair, Zephyr plunged diagonally like a meteor. He clenched his fist, as large as a sea bowl, and the veins bulged like tattoos winding around his arm. His arm was filled with powerful, terrifying strength.
It also carried the Armament Haki Zephyr had cultivated for many years.
"Thunder Bagua!!" Kaido had already detected Zephyr's movement behind him. Gripping his enormous kanabo with both hands, the muscles in his arms bulged. With his broad back and powerful frame, he exploded with tremendous strength and turned around, launching a brutally forceful counterattack.
Clang—
A black fist as large as a sandbag smashed into the kanabo. Armament Haki covered it, and white light flashed repeatedly across its clearly defined knuckles.
The air around them churned like boiling muddy water. Powerful whirlwinds spun up one