Dragon-Headed Jackal King

Armament Haki receded like the tide, beginning at Wang Chuan's wrists, as though it had reached some critical threshold.

Black-red lightning began to surge forth, threaded with tiny arcs of golden electricity.

Yet Wang Chuan's attention was entirely focused on the pack of Red-Headed Jackals below, and he failed to notice the abnormality in the ultimate move he had unleashed.

As the lightning began to rage, seemingly sensing tremendous danger, the Red-Headed Jackals bristled one after another and bared their fangs.

Yet they continued to glare fixedly at Wang Chuan. Not a single one retreated.

Wang Chuan's buildup had now reached its peak. His entire fist was wrapped in Haki-forged lightning, radiating dazzling golden light like a small sun hanging in midair.

Wang Chuan lowered his eyes and looked down below.

"Still not running? I wonder whether you have the strength to take this punch head-on, or whether, like your kin, it is simply the brutality in you that far exceeds theirs."

Wang Chuan muttered.

The Armament Haki he had accumulated also reached its limit. The Geppo that had kept him airborne abruptly ceased, and he plummeted downward like a falling meteor.

At that moment, a strange wolf howl came from behind the Red-Headed Jackals.

In an instant, all thirty Red-Headed Jackals opened their mouths toward Wang Chuan as he fell, sparks suddenly flashing within their jaws.

That was right. As Spirit Beasts—especially high-level Spirit Beasts related to dragons—how could these Red-Headed Jackals possibly lack elemental attacks?

Fire was their innate attribute.

Yet compared to acting as noble spellcasters, these jackals preferred venting their beastly urges through rear attacks and close combat.

But now, faced with Wang Chuan, who could fly—

Under the wise guidance of the Dragon-Headed Jackal King, they finally used this innate ability that they had nearly forgotten.

In an instant, thirty pillars of fire, large and small, shot toward Wang Chuan in the air, clearly intending to burn him to ashes midair.

Wang Chuan merely answered with a cold sneer.

Because every Red-Headed Jackal had entered his range!

Black Arm Style: Secret Art: Jus—tice! Blast!!!

Roaring the embarrassing name of the move in his heart, Wang Chuan fiercely punched downward.

In an instant, a golden beam erupted from Wang Chuan's fist and shot straight toward the ground like a bolt of lightning striking vertically downward, obliterating every fire pillar that approached it.

But that was not all!

The reason this move was ultimately named Blast was because it could truly cause an explosion!

This was a technique Zephyr had developed with reference to Conqueror's Haki infusion. Aside from directly clashing with the air-striking force created by Conqueror's Haki—

Once no one could take this move head-on, as long as it was released like emitted Armament Haki, this extremely compressed Armament Haki became a natural Armament Haki bomb, capable of producing an effect similar to Garp's Galaxy Impact!

It could be said that, as the three admiral-level powers of the Navy's old era, although only Sengoku among the three had eaten a Devil Fruit—

Their ultimate moves all shared one trait: shockwaves!

Thus, in that fleeting instant—

Before the Red-Headed Jackals could react—

The golden lightning descending from the sky exploded in an instant, forming a massive shockwave fifty or sixty meters high that covered several hundred meters around it.

Under the absolute impact of that Haki, the Red-Headed Jackals were struck one after another by berserk Haki lightning, convulsing and losing consciousness!

Then the raging Haki completely destroyed their insides!

Even the ancient trees caught within the blast had their trunks shattered by that violent power and were reduced to dust.

In an instant, this forest that had been teeming with life moments ago had become a missile-blasted wasteland beneath Wang Chuan's Justice Blast.

The Red-Headed Jackals hit the ground before Wang Chuan did, their Soul Power unconsciously leaking away. Even if they were not dead, they were not far from it.

But Wang Chuan did not spare those creatures even a glance. Throughout his descent, his gaze remained fixed in one direction.

Suddenly, amid the dust, a red figure fled swiftly into the distance.

Wang Chuan's eyes lit up. His Observation Haki locked onto the Dragon-Headed Jackal King once more—the one that had Golden Scale drooling with desire.

"Don't even think about running!"

With an explosive shout, Wang Chuan used Geppo again in midair and sped after the Dragon-Headed Jackal King.

Before long, Wang Chuan finally caught sight of this rare Spirit Beast for which even the Ge Clan had offered a bounty of over ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

In terms of size, the Dragon-Headed Jackal King was no larger than the biggest of the Red-Headed Jackals from before, standing no more than one and a half meters tall.

Yet the red lion-like mane around its neck and the small antlers growing from its head, though not making it a complete dragon head, lent its overall appearance a touch of mystique.

Perhaps it sensed that Wang Chuan was too fast and that it had no hope of escape.

So after running for a few more seconds, the Dragon-Headed Jackal King hurriedly stopped, turned around, and let out a fierce wolf howl.

A powerful sonic attack swept over him, making Wang Chuan feel as though the space before him had warped slightly. He instinctively raised an arm to block.

But such a sonic attack was insignificant against Wang Chuan's battle-hardened body.

What made Wang Chuan somewhat uncomfortable was the power of another attribute contained within the sound waves, which gave him a slight headache.

But that was all.

Wang Chuan guessed it might be a rare mental-type ability.

Yet his assault did not slow in the slightest. He continued exerting force beneath his feet, breaking through the sonic barrier and arriving before the Dragon-Headed Jackal King in a single burst.

His left foot stomped down hard as Wang Chuan gathered all his strength into his right fist once more.

Because this Spirit Beast was meant for him, Wang Chuan showed none of the restraint he had when hunting the Earth Crystal Bear.

Combined with the resentment he had built up over more than a month of searching for Spirit Beasts, Wang Chuan felt that this punch—

Was terrifyingly heavy!

Black Arm Style: Intentional Bombing Fist!!!

But the Dragon-Headed Jackal King, with Yazi blood in its veins, was no easy opponent.

The enemy's strength completely awakened its ferocity. Seeing that its mental attack had failed, it directly tried to use its mouthful of fangs to bite apart Wang Chuan's iron fist head-on.

Wang Chuan's attack struck later but arrived first. Before the Dragon-Headed Jackal King could open its jaws, he smashed several of its front fangs to pieces with a powerful direct blow.

Yet the Dragon-Headed Jackal King reacted with astonishing speed afterward, forcibly clamping its battered teeth around Wang Chuan's fist.

Although the Dragon-Headed Jackal King was knocked back somewhat by the blow, it relied on its powerful physique to forcefully halt its retreat.

It then quickly tried to shake its head, intending to fling and ravage the tiny human before it just as it had once done to the weak prey it had bitten down upon.

But very soon, the Dragon-Headed Jackal King discovered in horror—

It could not move the person before it at all!