Sa Kaiyang's shock was only natural. In his memories, when he had fought Bai Ina that morning, the other man had known nothing whatsoever about Haki. Yet in the blink of an eye, Bai Ina was already able to use Haki proficiently.
"How do you know Haki?"
Unable to make sense of it, he could not help asking again.
Bai Ina sneered. "You've been petrified for over a month!" Though his expression remained calm, Bai Ina was equally amazed inwardly. Someone who had been petrified for a month could be freed without noticing anything at all—not even the slightest discomfort—as though time had simply stopped.
"What?!"
Sa Kaiyang froze, then looked at Bai Ina's left arm with dawning realization. Earlier, he had already felt that Bai Ina's left arm did not look as though it had only just been lost.
If his left arm had only just been severed, there should at least have been blood on Bai Ina's body, rather than his clothes being as neat and spotless as they were now.
But... over a month?
At that thought, he cast a wary glance at Hancock beside him, and a chill ran through his heart. Anyone would fear such an impossible-to-guard-against ability.
"Are we fighting or not?!"
Bai Ina asked impatiently. Although he had obtained Hancock's memories of how to use the three types of Haki, both those memories and his instincts needed to be tempered through battle. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to wield them with complete mastery.
Moreover, Bai Ina had inherited Hancock's talent for Haki, but it was only latent talent. At present, he had merely grasped the basics of the three types of Haki, and all three were still quite weak. They needed training to grow stronger.
However, having inherited Hancock's memories, he