Graveyard of the Strong!

Tsugikuni Yoriichi's movements slowed under the pressure of Conqueror's Haki. This unfamiliar Conqueror's Haki was exceptionally powerful. Like Yoriichi's own, it had taken tangible form and could exert an enormous effect on people.

Most people's Conqueror's Haki did not possess such a quality. Simply releasing it could at most serve as a means of intimidation. To truly bring out its proper effects, it had to be channeled through something physical.

Such as fists, weapons, and the like.

Over the years, aside from himself, Yoriichi had rarely seen Conqueror's Haki like the kind currently restricting his movements.

Shanks's Conqueror's Haki had only just reached that realm, but its intensity was worlds apart from the Conqueror's Haki pouring out of that enormous Straw Hat.

"Could this be Imu's true strength?!"

"Is the Straw Hat one of the mediums through which she releases Conqueror's Haki?!"

The thought flashed through Tsugikuni Yoriichi's mind, only for him to reject it the next second.

It was not as though he had never fought Imu before. Judging by their previous encounters, Imu simply did not possess Conqueror's Haki of this intensity.

If Imu truly had such power, there was no reason not to have used it in their earlier battles. Although Yoriichi had not posed a truly fatal threat to Imu's life in those fights, he had suppressed his opponent from start to finish.

If she really had such a trump card, there was no reason for her not to use it.

What concerned Yoriichi even more was that the Straw Hat that had "grown" from underground looked incomparably familiar.

It was exactly like the Straw Hat Roger had worn all those years ago.

They were both Straw Hats, but the world was enormous, and Straw Hats came in countless shapes and sizes. Such a perfect match