Moke Slowly Drew Sandai Kitetsu

"Not good..."

Smoker's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly, and fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead. He abruptly turned to a Marine beside him and shouted, "Tell me, did you see which direction Vice Admiral Momonga went?" The Marine jumped in fright but instinctively raised a hand and pointed in a certain direction.

Having gotten his answer, Smoker did not hesitate. His body instantly turned into dense black smoke, and like a cannonball, he shot off in that direction at astonishing speed. At the same time, Tashigi showed no weakness, closely following Smoker as she left.

"Seriously..." Watching Smoker and Tashigi depart, Moke could not help but feel startled. Vice Admiral Momonga clearly has some other motive—does that guy really intend to kill me? Otherwise, why would he chase after me so urgently? His gaze gradually turned cold as he slowly drew the incomparably sharp Sandai Kitetsu from his waist.

At this moment, Moke understood that if they insisted on taking his life, he would never sit around and wait to die. After all, his strength had undergone a qualitative leap after this period of training. Even against two enemies at the level of Marine vice admirals, he felt no fear at all, even if he had to face them alone. Besides, people like Momonga and Doberman were among the Marine's finest, true powerhouse warriors. Using them to test his current abilities was not a bad choice.

Armament Haki swiftly wrapped around Doberman's blade like lightning, as though it had been clad in an indestructible suit of armor. Doberman knew well that the person before him was a Logia user. Without the protection and enhancement of Armament Haki, no attack could harm his opponent in the slightest.

Immediately afterward, Doberman exerted force. His legs tensed like springs, instantly