Kuzan's Sneak Attack

"Those two... either one of them is far stronger than I am now."

Behind the porthole of David's Revenge, Zoro gripped Enma at his waist tightly, staring fixedly at the two figures constantly colliding within the sea of lightning, so fast that only afterimages remained. Shock surged through him like raging waves.

He could clearly sense that their mastery of swordsmanship had reached a level so high that even looking up at it felt blinding to him.

"Moss-Head, I think you should give up on your dream already."

Sanji blew out a smoke ring, shot him a glance, and mercilessly poured cold water on him.

"With those two monsters around, becoming the world's greatest swordsman in this lifetime is going to be difficult for you."

"What did you say?! Curly Brow!"

A vein instantly bulged on Zoro's forehead. His whole body bristled at the edge of exploding in rage. If he had not been watching that peak-level duel, he would probably have started fighting Sanji on the spot.

Within the sea of lightning, the battle continued.

Nearly endless purple lightning crashed down like a rainstorm onto the Abyssal Prison Garb covering Dawn's body, yet it only sent rings of violet-black energy rippling across its surface, unable to inflict even the slightest damage.

Dawn flicked his wrist, sweeping Kikoku outward. A drill-shaped golden Flying Slash, wrapped in dense purple arcs of electricity from the surroundings, sliced toward Mihawk like a Thunder Dragon emerging from the sea.

For ordinary powerful fighters, the endless lightning of Raijin Island was a deadly land where every step was difficult. But for top-tier powerhouses like Dawn and Mihawk, that infinite lightning instead became the best aid for amplifying the power of their attacks.

Mihawk's expression did not change. He swung Yoru downward and upward in succession,