The Death of Kuzan, Part I

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"Ahahaha! To have trained your Haki to this extent, your talent is terrifying," Kuzan said.

"I think so too. My talent is great," Rogge smiled.

"Hmph!"

Kuzan rushed forward, and frigid air emanated from his body. Frost had already begun to appear on Rogge's body. Fighting him required being wary of the terrifyingly low temperature. The temperature was too low; the Ice-Ice Fruit was not simply an ice fruit, nor could it only create ice blocks. It was freezing; it was pure cold.

Therefore, during the exchange, Rogge also paid attention to this point. However, unless one had Owen's ability to immunity, others simply could not achieve an immunity effect against cold air. Rogge's movements were also affected, growing slower bit by bit.

Yet the frost crystallizing on his body was shattered away instantly; freezing Rogge was simply impossible.

The battle between the two continued, and Rogge did not use any special tricks. He simply threw punches, each strike shattering space itself. Unless Kuzan remained in elemental form the entire time, he would definitely be hit by Rogge's ability, with no way to dodge at all.

"Even more troublesome than Whitebeard." Kuzan looked at his own severed hands. He had to use his ability, yet even when he used Haki, it still could not match the hardness of Rogge's Haki. Before he knew it, Rogge had unexpectedly surpassed him in Haki.

A year ago, Rogge had fought Akainu for a day and a night, and he roughly knew Rogge's strength, but he had never expected it to be so troublesome, or that Rogge's Haki would have improved by so much.

There were very few people who could temper their own bodies the same way they forged weapons. As far as Kuzan knew, the Navy only had three: Garp,