Slap!
The crisp sound of a slap rang out like thunder, drowning out everything else.
The dazzling radiance blooming across the sky seemed to withdraw completely at that moment.
The pupils of many powerful figures who had regained their sight and hearing suddenly contracted.
They stared at Imu, who had been sent flying once more like a tattered sack by a single slap.
They could not help but suck in a cold breath.
It had landed!
Imu, who had hidden behind the World Government, had been slapped away again.
Most importantly, just a moment ago, Imu had mentioned Qin Yu slapping her left cheek before slapping her right.
The result had come somewhat abruptly, but this slap in the face had come far too quickly.
And under those conditions of blinding light and deafening noise, even Observation Haki could not lock onto Imu.
How had Qin Yu crossed space to deliver a slap from a thousand miles away?
Bang!
The figure shrouded in holy light was sent flying over a hundred meters away.
The tremendous impact smashed a crater into the ground.
As clouds of dust billowed up, the muscles in everyone's cheeks twitched.
Imu was, after all, a woman. If this had been a normal life-or-death battle and she had been knocked flying through the air, they would have found it perfectly reasonable.
But to slap someone hard enough to send them a hundred meters away—
that was sheer ruthless brutality toward a beauty, without the slightest tenderness.
"L-Lord Imu, we're coming to save you! You damned bastard, I'll kill you!"
Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro suddenly snapped back to his senses and roared hysterically.
With a heavy step, he pushed Shave to its absolute limit.
He intended to cross several thousand meters and intercept Uchiha Qin Yu.
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