"No!"
Kongming went deathly pale and scrambled backward, but Ye Chen moved like lightning. In an instant, he was upon him, and a fist dark with Haki slammed squarely into Kongming's chest.
Kongming screamed and flew away like a kite with a broken string. He sailed dozens of meters before crashing to the ground in a heap.
Ye Chen did not slow down. He leaped after Kongming, and as he closed in, he raised his Eagle Claw again. His hooked fingers swept toward Kongming's throat.
Kongming lay sprawled on the ground, unable to get up. Terror seized him. He kicked wildly against the earth and managed to slide back a little, but that distance meant nothing to Ye Chen. Ye Chen surged forward, his fingers almost touching Kongming's throat. Then a cold gleam flashed before his eyes, and a long blade blocked his way.
Clang! The blade snapped upward, forcing Ye Chen back a considerable distance. Kongming seized the chance to get up and hide to one side. Ye Chen turned his head. A fierce, cold light flared in his eyes. "Fujitora?"
"As an Admiral of Headquarters, I cannot let you carry on like this," Fujitora said gravely. "You have too much bloodlust. In the name of the Navy's justice, I will arrest you here!"
Ye Chen gave a proud, cold laugh. "Is that so? Can you?"
Many of the Marines nearby sucked in a breath. Ye Chen clearly did not think much of Fujitora. While they were still stunned by his audacity, Ye Chen paused, then said, "I told you. Every last one of you will die here!"
A violent wind suddenly swirled around Ye Chen, sweeping dust and sand into the air. Marines standing close to him collapsed without warning. A merciless pressure erupted from his body. Fujitora's