Shamrock's chest heaved violently, his eyes burning with unwillingness and fury.
Cold sweat trickled down from his temples, soaking his silver-white cloak. His hands trembled slightly, though even he did not notice it.
Even though a voice deep within him was roaring—
He was no match for Jin An, yet he refused to admit it.
His gaze locked tightly onto the figure opposite him.
Jin An stood not far away, straight as a pine tree. The hem of his clothes fluttered lightly in the wind, and there was not a ripple in those deep eyes, as though Shamrock was nothing more than an ordinary enemy.
That composure, that disdain, was like an invisible blade stabbing viciously into Shamrock's pride.
"No!!"
He suddenly roared, his voice filled with hysterical rage.
"I belong to God's Knights!
You filthy wretches—I will not be defeated!!"
With that furious roar, he kicked off the ground, instantly shattering it beneath his feet. Powerful Armament Haki covered his entire body, while his blade gleamed crimson as it slashed toward Jin An with the might of thunder!
But just as the blade was about to fall, Jin An's figure suddenly blurred. Shamrock's heart clenched as he realized something was wrong, but it was already too late—
"Boom!!"
An indescribably massive force struck from the side. He was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, smashing through several thick stone pillars before crashing into the dust-filled ruins. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, staining his luxurious collar red.
Jin An lowered his right leg after the kick, his expression still utterly calm, as though that attack had merely been casual.
Shamrock lay amid the ruins, his head buzzing as his consciousness gradually blurred.
But he was unwilling. He could not accept this outcome. He gritted