The Drunkard Fakyu

"Diable Jambe: Rough Grind!"

Sanji leaped high into the air, his entire body rapidly spinning. The glow of Diable Jambe drew a dazzling trail through the sky, and with every rotation, Sanji's centrifugal force and speed surged. After charging up for several seconds, he dove sharply downward, his Diable Jambe-clad right heel smashing viciously toward Fakyu's head! To prevent his opponent from evading through elementalization, Sanji had also coated his foot in dense Armament Haki!

Faced with this overwhelmingly powerful blow, Fakyu actually burst out laughing! He had gone through countless battles, and with his keen eye, he could naturally tell that this brat before him had already reached the level of a core officer in a Sea Emperor's pirate crew! To possess such terrifying strength while only in his twenties was truly enviable!

But that was not what excited him the most!

What excited him most was that, despite fighting so many battles, he had never once been able to fight to his heart's content! His opponents were either far too weak or complete idiots. One-sided slaughter held none of the joy of battle! But today was different! This brat was normal, and he could finally display his true strength for once!

"Armament!" Fakyu gripped his wine bottle in his right hand, and that single word was brimming with excitement! "Supreme Great Fast Bottle!"

Fakyu's wine bottle was no ordinary bottle! It was indeed his most cherished possession, but it was also the weapon he wielded best! Countless Armament Haki coatings had long elevated the bottle beyond the level of an ordinary object! Even normally, this bottle from a famous vintage was already no less sturdy than some Marine sabers! And once coated in Advanced Armament Haki, well, well, well! Even Teach had suffered under this move before!

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