Azure scales rapidly covered Zhao Hai's arms.
His back arched slightly, and two blue-green bone wings tore straight through his Rear Admiral coat, spreading in the sea breeze.
Two curved dragon horns sprouted from the sides of his forehead.
Mythical Zoan, Storm Dragon Form!
Azure whirlwinds intertwined with blue lightning arcs, forming a rapidly spinning shield of air.
The shattered walls and rubble raining from the sky roared as they fell.
Stone slabs weighing dozens of tons and enormous steel gun platforms crashed down toward his head.
Zhao Hai raised his head and stamped his foot.
Bang!
The marble ground collapsed into a crater.
Zhao Hai shot skyward against the shower of boulders, the dragon horns on his head smashing an oncoming stone slab.
The hard fragments struck his azure dragon scales and shattered into powder.
Azure lightning flickered across his body, and the tiny scratches healed on their own within two seconds.
The rubble high overhead could not stop his charge at all.
Zhao Hai accelerated, leaving a string of blue-green afterimages in midair.
On the ground, Blackbeard's eyes bulged.
"What kind of monster fruit is that?!"
Teach roared and abruptly brought his hands together.
"Dark Tide!"
Thick, viscous darkness surged out, forming a giant hand that reached for Zhao Hai.
In midair, Zhao Hai beat his bone wings fiercely.
"Storm Dragon: Tornado Blade!"
An azure storm laced with razor-sharp wind blades slashed out with a howl.
Hundreds of wind blades sliced the giant hand of darkness to pieces.
Riding the wind pressure through the dust, Zhao Hai instantly landed five paces in front of Blackbeard.
"Got you, fatso!"
Zhao Hai sneered, coating his right claw in Armament Haki as he went straight for Teach's throat.
Teach reacted just as quickly, immediately swinging a heavy fist wrapped in black