"Even if he isn't at his peak, we can't underestimate him."
"Good riddance!"
Hearing that Bartholomew Kuma might send Violent Tiger Boris flying to the ends of the earth piqued Hancock's interest.
She had long since grown sick of Boris's behavior.
After all, he was always trying to go after Chris.
Besides, Boris was formidable in his own right.
If he disappeared, it would save them a lot of trouble.
The more Hancock thought about it, the more she looked forward to seeing Boris sent flying!
On the battlefield, Bartholomew Kuma walked toward Violent Tiger Boris, one step at a time.
His face was expressionless, his whole demeanor warning others to keep away. He looked terrifying.
Boris felt a chill creep over him.
He frowned hard and demanded, "Bartholomew Kuma, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"I'm warning you. Don't try anything!"
Kuma remained expressionless and gave no reply.
He kept moving forward until he stood before Boris.
Without a word, he raised his arm and swung his palm at Boris.
Boris snorted. "I've been holding back, and you think I can't fight?"
"I don't care what you're planning to do to me. I won't let you pull it off!"
With that, Boris transformed into a fierce tiger and lunged at Kuma's chest.
Kuma's paw struck empty air.
Boris was already right in front of him.
With a cold snort, Boris shouted, "Tiger Hunt!"
He drove a fist straight at Kuma's chest, unleashing a massive shock wave!
The punch sent Kuma flying backward!
Several seconds passed before Kuma barely managed to steady himself.
A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He stared coldly at Boris. "So you were stalling for time."
"What a cunning bastard."
Only then did Kuma understand.
Boris had pretended to