"Me again?!"
Blackbeard was instantly dumbfounded.
Then he saw the black vortex in his right hand and immediately understood.
Clearly, his Dark-Dark Fruit posed a serious threat to Xia Le. And Xia Le's keen eyes had picked up on that, prompting him to attack at once.
Looks like...
This war is a fight for my survival!
Marshall D. Teach thought to himself.
Without a doubt, this battle would not be like the Summit War, where he had merely lost a kidney.
"Fist Bone: Earth-Shaking!"
In a flash, Xia Le threw a punch.
Even as he punched, his other hand was swinging his blade.
"Divine Departure!"
His long blade unleashed a dazzling slash that soared skyward and collided with Shanks's sword.
His fist also collided with Marshall D. Teach's.
Whooom!
Xia Le's body paused for a moment, but then vast, overwhelming Conqueror's Haki erupted from him.
Marshall D. Teach's expression changed instantly, and he went tumbling backward.
Despite driving back two opponents in succession, Xia Le had no room to catch his breath.
Above his head, an iron club wreathed in a fiery dragon was swinging down with savage force.
To his left, Big Mom swung her greatsword at him, lightning and flames coiling around its blade.
Directly ahead, Dracule Mihawk stopped in his tracks, gripped the Black Blade Yoru with both hands, and unleashed a fierce slash.
At some point, Saint Figarland Garling had appeared behind him, attacking with a long blade coated in Haki.
Saint Saturn wore a grave expression as death rays shot from his eyes.
"No matter how you look at it..."
"This is almost certain death!"
Xia Le murmured.
"But!"
He suddenly grinned, reached out with one large hand, and caught Kaido's descending iron club with a sharp smack.
Then blinding lightning burst from his other