Hawkins toyed with his cards and said in a lifeless voice, "Judging by his face, Onigumo isn't fated to shed blood today..."
A rare look of anticipation appeared on Gin's dark face. "I wonder how the Captain will end this fight."
Bartolomeo stood with his hands in his pockets, looking like a demon. "After Morning Peacock comes Daytime Tiger."
"It'd be perfect if the Captain used that move."
Cavendish shrugged and sighed. "The Captain really is the strongest. He's so calm. All he has to do is raise his hands, and he can repel anything."
"Onigumo's attacks look vicious, but they haven't done a thing. He's exhausted himself for nothing. What a joke."
Kuro adjusted his glasses and said coolly, "The Captain is about to get serious."
"Knowing him, this fight will be over in three moves."
Lafitte twirled his cane and smiled politely. "You're right. Three moves at most."
"This battle for the Shichibukai position is about to end. Quite a thing to witness!"
At the battlefield ahead, this was the scene before them.
Chris and Onigumo stood facing each other. Dust hung between them, and the aftershocks of their clash had yet to fade.
Chris still looked relaxed, completely unaffected.
Onigumo, meanwhile, was breathing hard. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and he looked exhausted.
"Damn it. How can someone so young be this strong?"
Onigumo let the sweat drip from his face. Fury twisted his features as he roared, "Justice will never lose! I'll kill you!"
"No matter how powerful your repulsion is, you'll fall to justice in the end."
"That's right. Justice is watching over me. It'll give me the strength to destroy you!"
Chris folded his arms and said with his usual calm, "Onigumo, it looks like you've lost confidence. That's why you're trying to encourage