Ahua taunted Doflamingo, then charged up to him without hesitation, raised his enormous white beast fist, and smashed it down at his head.
"If that's all you've got, you might as well die!"
"Don't get too cocky, brat."
Bang!
Their fists collided, unleashing a powerful shock wave.
Doflamingo raised his head and stared into Ahua's blood-red eyes, veins bulging on his forehead. "Who do you think you are? If it weren't for that freakish radish of yours, would you still be standing in front of me?"
"No, we wouldn't. But what can you do to us now?"
Just then, A-Tao's massive figure appeared behind Doflamingo.
She grinned wildly. "You really are strong, the strongest enemy we've faced since setting sail. But you're just another whetstone on our path to getting stronger. Do you really think you're still the king of Dressrosa, still one of the Shichibukai?"
"You're nothing but a punching bag Kuta left for us, a sack of experience. What gives you the right to act so arrogant?"
Without the slightest hesitation, she raised Illusion high and brought it down toward Doflamingo's head.
Clang!
The blade struck the strings Doflamingo had drawn up with his other hand.
The strings were thin, but every one of them was black and extraordinarily tough.
Neither A-Tao's Slashes, Ahua's fists, nor A-Luo's bullets could break them. It was remarkable.
Doflamingo dared not get too entangled with them, especially A-Tao. He did not even dare answer her, nor did he
dare look at her.
He had already fallen for this cat-eyed brat's trick once.
If he had not developed his String-String Fruit to Awakening and gained the ability to stitch his wounds, he might have died the last time he met her eyes.
While fending off A-Tao and Ahua at close quarters and dodging