Van Augur carried his long rifle on his back and nodded lightly. "That's indeed the case, which is why bombs are often harder to defend against than bullets."
"The uniqueness of Panz-Fry's Glass Bomb lies in the fact that every shard of glass within it possesses the speed and power of a bullet."
Cavendish said with a grin, "Just as the Captain said, once the Glass-Glass Fruit is fully developed, it's truly terrifying."
"If I wanted to completely block this Glass Bomb, I'd have to expend a great deal of energy!"
Behind him, Bartolomeo lightly patted him on the shoulder and said smugly, "This is where my barrier becomes important."
"No matter how many tens of thousands of glass shards he has, they'll never be able to break through my barrier."
Lafitte gave a faint laugh and said, "Panz-Fry may not be able to do it now, but that doesn't mean he won't be able to in the future."
"Look at what he's doing now!"
Lafitte pointed toward Panz-Fry on the arena.
Panz-Fry produced another Glass Bomb, which floated in midair.
Morley snorted. "The same trick again?"
"This time, I won't let you succeed."
As he spoke, he quickly used the Trident in his hand to pry up a piece of the ground, completely shielding his body behind it.
The Glass Bomb exploded out of thin air, and glass shards flew everywhere.
Morley shook his head disdainfully. "Once a move has been seen through, it loses its value."
"You could blow it up a hundred or a thousand times, and it still wouldn't have any effect."
Panz-Fry's eyes sharpened, and he gave a strange smile. "Who told you I was using the same trick?"
Morley froze, completely unaware of what Panz-Fry intended to do.
The next moment, Morley suddenly widened