Whitebeard!

"Is this the legendary Conqueror's Haki?"

Feeling that overwhelming presence relentlessly invading his consciousness, Mirai narrowed his eyes slightly. The pressure was immensely powerful, like being constantly threatened by a gigantic beast. Those whose strength was too far beneath it would be unable to endure such might and be knocked unconscious. Boa Hancock and Benn Beckman were the best examples. Their current strength was far from weak; they could more than handle Navy officers at the lieutenant commander level. Yet before Whitebeard's Conqueror's Haki, they had been knocked out without even the ability to resist. Shanks was doing a little better. After all, he would one day become one of the Four Emperors. Though he was not particularly strong yet, he possessed the potential of a king deep in his bones, so he would not immediately pass out.

Of course, Boa Hancock also possessed the potential of a king, but she was considerably weaker than Shanks. On top of that, she had not awakened Conqueror's Haki, so she could not withstand Whitebeard's Conqueror's Haki.

"Hahaha, sorry about that. I accidentally used a little too much force!" Whitebeard walked up to Mirai and planted his naginata into the ground, instantly punching a hole into the earth. Marco and the other division commanders stood beside him. In addition, Blackbeard—Marshall D. Teach—stood silently in the back, making himself rather conspicuous. From the very beginning, his gaze had remained fixed on Mirai. It was subtle, but Mirai's keen observation still caught it.

"Hmph, it was just right," Mirai said indifferently, shaking his head. This level of intimidation had little effect on him. As long as the gap in strength between two people was not too great, Conqueror's Haki could not accomplish much, at most suppressing someone in terms of presence. But at Mirai's level,