Boom!
The deafening explosions had scarcely stopped. The battle in the sky grew fiercer, and before he knew it, Noah had been fighting Shiki in midair for hours.
Compared with when they had first clashed,
Noah's shirt had been reduced to ashes, exposing his broad, wheat-brown chest. His black hair whipped in the wind, and wounds covered his body.
Shiki, meanwhile, had suffered few visible injuries, but he was panting heavily, his forehead beaded with sweat.
On the surface, Shiki seemed to have held the upper hand throughout their fight.
But only the two of them knew how uncertain the outcome remained.
Noah had indeed been on the defensive, yet the longer they fought, the more Shiki realized that this young brat seemed to have limitless stamina. He showed no sign of tiring.
Worse, the strength of his body and his inhuman healing speed were enough to make even Shiki's heart pound.
The sword wounds scattered across Noah's chest barely had time to bleed before they closed under Shiki's eyes, leaving the skin as good as new...
What kind of monster is he?
Unlike the shaken Shiki, Noah had grown more comfortable as the fight went on. His fighting spirit burned brighter, and his eyes shone.
"You really are a legendary pirate who once stood alongside Roger and Whitebeard."
Clang! Their blades met again. Through the gap between the four swords, Noah looked up at Shiki and grinned.
"None of the people I've fought before, whether Katakuri or Dugalileo... were anywhere near as troublesome as you."
It was praise, but to Shiki it sounded like an outrageous insult.
"Don't lump me in with those youngsters, brat!"
Furious, his hair and beard bristling, he clenched both hands and swept them down!
The boundless storm clouds overhead twisted as though sucked into