Blood-Soaked Mad Lion

Sakumo's blade was incredibly fast.

Lightning tore through the air.

The blade tip pointed straight at Golden Lion's crown.

Golden Lion had nowhere to dodge.

He did not even look up.

His Observation Haki had long since locked onto the threat above him.

"A cheap trick!"

Golden Lion burst into wild laughter.

Jet-black Armament Haki swiftly coated his scalp.

Even his unruly golden hair became as hard as steel needles.

Clang!

The White Fang Short Blade struck the top of Golden Lion's head.

Sparks flew in every direction.

A piercing metallic boom exploded through the air.

Sakumo's sword hand went numb from the impact.

This old monster's Armament Haki was far too tough.

Even the short blade infused with dense Lightning Release chakra could not break through his defense.

This was the most vicious killing move of Hatake Style Swordsmanship.

In the Ninja World, that strike could have cleaved through solid rock.

Yet in the Pirate World, it could not even injure Golden Lion's scalp.

Sakumo knew it clearly.

This was the difference between the power systems of two worlds.

Chakra leaned toward technique and explosive energy.

Haki, meanwhile, was the ultimate manifestation of the body and will.

Golden Lion grinned.

Revealing a mouthful of yellowed teeth.

"Not bad speed."

"But your strength is far too lacking!"

"You think you can kill me with such a limp attack?"

His right leg suddenly rose.

The famed sword Oto unleashed a violent slash of sword energy.

It cleaved straight toward Sakumo's waist.

They were too close.

Sakumo had no time to use the Substitution Technique.

He could only raise his blade to block.

Boom!

Tremendous force surged through the blade.

Sakumo was sent flying backward by the blow.

He tumbled through the air for more than ten meters before barely stabilizing himself.