Natsu: It Won't Be So Easy to Leave!

Natsu frowned, her Three-Tomoe Sharingan contracted violently, and an unprecedented sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart.

He can see through moves and predict movements, but when facing a Glint- Devil Fruit User with the speed ceiling of the entire ocean, he has no effective countermeasures.

Kizaru hovered casually in mid-air, his tone still nonchalant and lazy. His gaze swept lightly over the retreating naval fleet below, and after confirming that the retreat was proceeding smoothly, he had no desire to continue fighting.

He would occasionally flick his finger to shoot out a beam of light at the speed of light, or raise his foot to deliver a Light-Speed Kick, merely to repel the approaching Susanoo's attacks, stopping short of a direct confrontation, never greedily engaging in battle.

A strange stalemate ensued between the man and the giant.

Natsu's assault failed, leaving him helpless. He could only passively pinpoint Kizaru's location and watch the Marines slowly retreat.

Kizaru calmly restrained his opponents, moving freely in and out of the fray. Relying on his unstoppable speed of light, he firmly maintained the initiative, quietly waiting for everyone to withdraw from the battlefield.

"Call--"

Uchiha Natsu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, looking at Kizaru was still nonchalant in mid-air. The nonchalance in his eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only a chilling coldness.

He knew perfectly well that there was nothing wrong with letting the navy retreat safely at this moment.

That won't do.

A kind person is often bullied, and a good horse is often ridden.

They've been confronted at their doorstep and attacked, yet they only dare to cower and swallow their anger. How are they any different from the Uchiha Clan, trapped in Konoha and restricted in every way back then?

His pupils surged crimson, Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun wildly at high speed, almost spilling blood from its sockets.

Natsu reached into his ninja tool pouch at his waist and pulled out a Kunai —the Kunai a unique design, with the handle engraved with dense Flying Thunder God Formula, which gleamed coldly in the Dusk.

"I haven't mastered this move yet," his voice, carried by the sea breeze, was as cold as ice, "But if we just let you swagger away like this, wouldn't my Uchiha Clan be labeled as someone who can be bullied by anyone?"

"Kindness?"

Borsalino raised an eyebrow, the casual smile on his face fading slightly.

For no apparent reason, a chill crept up my spine, even causing the light particles flowing around me to pause slightly.

The next second, a sharp sound pierced the air.

The uniquely shaped Kunai flew straight towards his face. It was indeed fast; a newly promoted Vice Admiral from headquarters would probably not even be able to see its trajectory. But in Borsalino's eyes, it was no different from a child throwing a stone.

He didn't even bother to raise his arm to block; he simply lazily spread his body, transforming into a shimmering golden light.

The Kunai any hindrance, without even causing a ripple.

"What are you doing, kid?" Borsalino's voice carried a hint of mockery as he reformed from the particles of light. "Even if your talent is terrifying enough, you don't need to resort to something like this..."

Before he could finish speaking, the smile on his face froze instantly, and his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

Hundreds of meters away on the sea, Uchiha Natsu's figure had vanished.

It wasn't a fleeting afterimage too fast for the naked eye to perceive; it was a complete and utter disappearance, leaving not even a trace of Chakra fluctuation or a hint of aura.

Where are they?!

Borsalino unleashed his Observation Haki to its fullest extent in an instant, but the chilling killing intent was already pressed against the back of his neck!

The sharp sound of a cold glint grazing his neck exploded in his ears, making his hair stand on end. Almost instinctively, he burst into golden light, transforming into a streak of light that instantly shot over a thousand meters before daring to re-form in mid-air.

But as soon as he regained his footing, the Kunai appeared beside him in an instant, like a leech clinging to his bone!

"Danger!"

Borsalino's Observation Haki went off like crazy, the alarm bells almost shattering his nerves.

Without even thinking, he transformed into his elemental form and fled hundreds of meters away.

The instant he disappeared, Natsu's figure appeared out of thin air where he had just stood, his Kunai through the air and aiming precisely at his next target.

Borsalino was completely stunned.

He had absolutely no idea how this strange ability worked, and could only rely on his unparalleled Observation Haki and the near-light-speed elemental movement of the Glint-Glint Fruit to dodge and evade.

No matter how he dodged or evaded, the strange Kunai always fly precisely toward his landing point, and the gray-white figure would always appear beside him like a ghost.

"It's that Kunai!"

Borsalino reacted instantly, his heart sank, and he could no longer suppress the panic in his heart. He transformed into a streak of golden light that disappeared without a trace, and frantically darted through the sky.

No matter where he flashed, Natsu's figure would always follow, never missing a step, relentlessly chasing after him.

"Is it 'shaving'?! But how could it be this fast?!"

"It's not fast! It's vanishing into thin air!"

"A space-time Devil Fruits?!"

On the deck of the departing warship, everyone was stunned.

Gion tightened his grip on Kompira's hand, his expression changing drastically.

Even when she pushed her Observation Haki to its limit, she could only barely catch two fleeting trajectories; she couldn't even see the complete movements clearly.

A chill ran through her.

If Natsu had used that move against her just now, let alone win, even if she could save her life, she would be badly injured.

Her Observation Haki couldn't lock onto the opponent's movement trajectory at all. Even if she managed to catch it, her body couldn't keep up with the reaction, and she could only rely on her fighting instincts to tough it out!

"Damn it... What kind of monster is this?!" Onigumo clutched his newly bandaged severed arm, his face filled with undisguised horror. "That kid looks only a teenager?!"

Everyone knows that Borsalino may seem lazy and easygoing on the surface, but when it comes to the unpredictability of his fighting methods, none of the Three Admirals can match him.

In terms of destructive power in a head-on collision, he may not be as good as Akainu, and in terms of crowd control, he may not be as good as Aokiji. However, his near-light-speed movement, his all-pervasive lasers, and his monstrous Observation Haki would give even the other two Admiral a major headache.

But now, this top combatant of the Marine Headquarters has been forced to flee in a sorry state by a teenager?

Hōshō, standing to the side, stared intently at the constantly shifting golden light in mid-air, his face turning pale.

These veteran generals, who had fought alongside the Three Admirals for so many years, had never seen Borsalino so humiliated.

On the other side, Borsalino, who was being chased so hard that he didn't even have a chance to catch his breath, finally managed to use his elemental transformation to create half a step of distance. The casual smile in his eyes had long since vanished, leaving only a cold and ruthless look from being pushed to the limit.

He abruptly stopped, and a blinding, bright yellow light suddenly burst from the tip of his index finger. The laser, compressed to its maximum, exploded out and shot straight toward Natsu's figure below!

In just a moment, Kizaru realized that no matter how strange the brat's teleportation was, this light-speed laser beam could block out most of his dodging space, at least preventing him from sticking to him like a leech.