Ghost Aura · Nine-Sword Style · Asura · Eight Views of Hell

"Whether you can hurt me isn't for you to decide."

Having gotten serious, Zoro assumed the opening stance of Three-Sword Style. He carried Ame no Habakiri and Enma behind his back, then flashed forward like a tiger pouncing on prey, instantly crossing several hundred meters and unleashing a swift, violent slash at Kelly Funk.

"[Tiger Hunt]"

Clang! Three sharp slashes streaked out like beams of light, striking Kelly Funk's arms with three precise cuts and erupting into a dense series of crisp metallic clashes.

Kelly Funk grew somewhat impatient at the sudden counterattack and sneered.

"Meaningless struggle! Bobby was born with a powerful physique capable of defending against low-level Armament Haki attacks. Combined with my Haki mastery, even if I stood still and let you cut me, you still wouldn't be able to harm me in the slightest!"

As he spoke, he controlled Bobby's other fist and smashed it fiercely toward Zoro's chest with a howl of wind.

The force of that blow far exceeded Zoro's expectations. Even with his body hardened by Armament Haki, he could not completely defend against it.

A string of crackling explosions rang out from his body as his bones shifted out of place. Zoro spat out another mouthful of blood and was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.

Much of Zoro's current strength had been forced upon him through accelerated growth.

Although his body had already matured into that of an adult, he had spent far too little time undergoing genuine, systematic training.

More importantly, until now, he had only experienced one truly grueling battle.

And Haki only improved under extreme conditions. If one hard battle were enough to bring him to the Haki level of the original timeline, that would be far too wishful.

Therefore, the current Zoro was clearly