Borsalino clutched his chest and coughed violently, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and staining the torn Marine uniform over his chest.
This was actually the same move Mu Chen had used to attack him, but it could not be used on Borsalino. If all his muscles and tendons were severed, it would be difficult to explain afterward. So Mu Chen could only give him a hit like this—enough to injure Borsalino and make the act more convincing.
Mr. Thunder, you really were too strong. He did not know why that earlier move had not hit him, but he had taken the lightning whip head-on. He truly felt like he had been whipped, and the sensation was beyond words.
At that moment, Mu Chen slowly descended onto a floating rock nearby. A faint electric glow still lingered around him. He looked at the utterly bedraggled Borsalino without the slightest pity in his eyes; instead, there was a trace of mockery.
Admiral Borsalino, if your Glint-Glint Fruit awakened, perhaps you could fight me head-on?
Borsalino truly had no words to express his bitterness at Mu Chen's remark. He wanted his fruit to awaken too, but he was genuinely lazy. How could he possibly work that hard?
However, this time, he had truly felt the gap brought about by an awakened Devil Fruit Ability. It was incredibly powerful—simply on a completely different level.
Borsalino slumped on the floating rock, without even the strength to retort.
He raised his head and looked at Mu Chen's godlike figure, his heart filled with helplessness.
After living for so many years, this was the first time he had been beaten so miserably, without even the slightest room to resist.
Especially when he remembered how he had previously planned to go easy and help Vegapunk