Golden Lion, Have You Ever Been Kicked at the Speed of Light?

Mu Chen saw Borsalino's indifferent expression, utterly devoid of any sense of danger, and couldn't make sense of Borsalino's thought process.

Golden Lion drew closer and closer, still babbling, "You're the ones who made my beasts slaughter each other!"

The Blue Lion's words were filled with killing intent. Even Mu Chen's scalp went numb under that frigid, ruthless gaze.

Was this the pressure of a top-tier pirate?

Borsalino showed no fear toward the great pirate's killing intent or imposing presence. His face was full of fearlessness.

"My, my, Golden Lion, you really are terrifying!"

"Uh, by the way, have you ever been kicked at the speed of light?"

With one hand in his pocket, Borsalino raised his right leg high. Golden light suddenly flashed from it, dazzling to the eye.

"Kid, you're not qualified to kick me!"

Borsalino's right leg shot out like a golden bolt of lightning, carrying blinding radiance and terrifying force as it hurtled toward Golden Lion's chest faster than ordinary people could react.

Yet there was not the slightest panic in Golden Lion's eyes. He snorted coldly and calmly raised his left arm. Armament Haki instantly wrapped around it like black flames, forcibly blocking Borsalino's Light-Speed Kick.

A deafening boom exploded between them like a massive bomb. Violent air currents swept wildly outward from the two of them, and wherever they passed, the air seemed to be sliced apart by blades, letting out hissing sounds.

Borsalino felt as if his foot had struck an incomparably hard mountain of steel, making his entire right leg go slightly numb.

"Hmph, you've got some skill, but not much!"

A disdainful sneer curled across Golden Lion's lips, his eyes full of contempt for Borsalino.

Watching from the side, Mu Chen could not help but worry for Borsalino. His opponent was