Whoosh!
He appeared above Katakuri. After spinning several times at high speed in midair, his heel, blazing with blue flames and carrying astonishing force, crashed down toward the crown of Katakuri's head.
"[Concassé]!"
Thick Haki wrapped around his heel, forming an invisible layer of armor. If it landed, even Katakuri would not come out unscathed.
"Boom!"
His heel blasted a crater more than ten meters deep into the white ground below.
Katakuri, who had been standing there a second ago, flashed over a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the white ground around Sanji instantly bulged with countless rectangular mochi strips that rolled and crashed toward him.
The mochi strips collided and dissipated, while Sanji flashed toward Katakuri's position once more.
Katakuri continued controlling the surroundings he had assimilated into mochi, trying to stop Sanji's advance.
However, Sanji easily dodged them. What alarmed him even more was that Sanji's speed kept increasing throughout the process.
"If this keeps up, his speed will surpass my reaction time. I need to think of something."
Being able to see did not necessarily mean being able to dodge. Although Katakuri had trained his reaction speed to inhuman levels, he still felt unprecedented strain in the face of Sanji's steadily increasing speed.
After an unknown amount of time, amid their fierce exchange of offense and defense, Sanji's speed rose to an astonishing level.
The next instant!
The air before Katakuri exploded. A pair of feet clad in black leather boots, wreathed in blue flames and surging Haki, shattered the atmosphere and filled the vision of the rapidly retreating Katakuri.
"[Ifrit Jambe: Bœuf Burst]!"
Fast!
Too fast!
The speed Sanji unleashed in that instant exceeded Katakuri's reaction limit. Even though his Observation Haki had foreseen the possible attack a