The woman grew impatient. "Ge Lu, enough talk!"
Ge Lu said no more. He gave a quiet grunt.
"Mm."
Then he planted his feet and crooked a finger at Zoro, inviting him to strike first.
Killing intent flared in Zoro's eyes. "Nine mountains and eight seas make one world. Gather a thousand worlds to form a Minor World. Triple that world, and there is nothing I cannot cut. Three-Sword Style Secret Art: Three Thousand Worlds!"
He went all out from the start, unleashing Three-Sword Style's ultimate move, Three Thousand Worlds.
Three slashes tore through the air with a shriek. Ge Lu's expression shifted, but he neither dodged nor retreated. Black light flashed across his body as Armament Haki covered him from head to toe.
The slashes struck him with a piercing clang, but in the end, they achieved nothing.
Sensing what he had done, Zoro and Kuina cried out, "Armament Haki!"
Since setting sail, they had never encountered Armament Haki in the East Blue. They had thought their opponent might be a Devil Fruit User at most, or perhaps a master of the Six Powers. They had never expected someone who had mastered Armament Haki.
The woman from the World Government narrowed her eyes at their words.
"Impressive. You've only just set sail, yet you know about Armament Haki!"
Then she called out again. "Ge Lu!"
Before her words had faded, Zoro's vision went dark. A figure hurtled toward him, and a black fist filled his sight.
The pressure of the punch seemed ready to split the air. With a sharp crack, Zoro was sent flying. He smashed through dozens of trees before crashing down in a cloud of dust.
"Zoro!"
Kuina's heart clenched, and she shouted his name.
When no movement came from the dust, Ge Lu bared his