It was a person's most fundamental strength.
The basics determined how well someone performed when it mattered!
In a clash between truly powerful fighters, Devil Fruit powers played only a negligible role.
What decided victory was often the most fundamental strength—in other words, physical arts!
Isaac nodded thoughtfully and said, "Even now, you still have that opportunity."
"You've held back from dealing me a ruthless blow because you've been waiting to test your physical arts against mine, haven't you?"
"I really don't understand what the point of waiting was."
"Do you think there's something you can learn from my physical arts?"
Isaac stared into Chris's eyes, seeking an answer.
In Isaac's mind, Chris's physical arts had already reached an exceptionally high level.
There was absolutely no need for him to spar with Isaac.
Chris smiled calmly and said casually, "Everyone knows your Black Technology is unrivaled, Isaac."
"What they don't know is that your physical arts are nothing to overlook either."
"And if that unrivaled Black Technology were combined with powerful physical arts..."
"What kind of result would that produce?"
As he spoke, Chris's gaze settled on Isaac.
Isaac immediately understood something and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"So that's what you've been interested in from the start," he said solemnly.
"Indeed, this is my greatest asset!"
With that, Isaac put away the Seastone longsword in his hand.
He slowly clenched his fists, looking coldly at Chris in front of him.
As it turned out, what interested Chris was the black iron armor covering Isaac's body!
Chris nodded casually and said, "I want to see whether I can punch through that hunk of iron you're wearing."
"Would you oblige me?"
Chris had always known that one of Isaac's most important pieces of Black Technology was his suit of black iron armor.