The anticipated sound of shattering never came. Instead, a sharp pain shot through Mu Chen's knee.
Mu Chen had never expected Bullet to reflect his attack, as though he were wearing a full suit of damage-reflecting armor.
Seeing Mu Chen finally suffer a setback, Bullet laughed instead of getting angry. With a hint of mockery, he told Mu Chen, "Forgot to mention-Demon God Armor can reflect Haki attacks!"
With that, Bullet fought dirty, wrapping a metal tentacle around Mu Chen's ankle. He exerted a sudden burst of force and slammed Mu Chen into the ground, blasting a crater fifty meters wide into the sand.
Mu Chen coughed up a mouthful of phlegm and complained, "Damn it, Bullet! A sneak attack? Can't handle a fair fight, you little piece of trash?"
Mu Chen had simply let the words roll off his tongue, but to Bullet, they were a provocation. Little piece of trash? He had never suffered such an insult!
Veins bulged across Bullet's face. Six tentacles smashed into the bottom of the crater at once, only to scoop up a handful of scorching sand.
Mu Chen suddenly appeared atop a dune a hundred meters away. A crimson Susanoo arm hovered at his right shoulder, holding a chakra blade wreathed in Conqueror's Haki that gleamed in the sunlight. "Looks like I'll have to get a little serious."
"Enough talk!" Bullet's metal wings flapped, sending thousands of Haki cutting threads toward Mu Chen in an indiscriminate barrage of death.
Mu Chen's Susanoo arm swung its blade. Dark-red slashes of Conqueror's Haki collided with the cutting threads, unleashing an unbroken chain of sonic booms.
The Susanoo Battle Blade sliced through the Haki trails as smoothly as a hot knife through butter.
What shocked Bullet even more was Mu Chen's speed. With the Gate