The Perfect Path

Black's thoughts raced.

He raised his arms and blocked the punch.

With a boom, the two collided, yet their bodies never touched, as though a pane of glass stood between them.

The ground beneath their feet burst apart, rings of cracks spreading outward.

Countless tiny fragments of stone floated into the air.

The gale they stirred up sent Black's eyebrows and hair whipping wildly.

His sleeves rolled back, exposing his still-powerful physique.

Black looked relaxed, but a measure of caution entered his eyes.

Overwhelming, domineering strength, the power of death, Haki's Internal Destruction, and another strange force.

They erupted almost entirely at a single point. In terms of sheer destructive power, this was something Black could not ignore.

That tremendous destructive force battered his arms.

Hades had the ability to injure him.

Black wanted to counter movement with stillness. For someone with his wealth of combat experience, that was the best way to deal with a young man like this.

Yet Hades's offensive was far faster and more terrifying than he had imagined.

Bang, bang, bang!

After that first punch came countless blurs of fists, sweeping toward him with earth-shaking force.

In an instant, they engulfed his entire body.

The strength and Haki unleashed in every punch were no weaker than in the first.

Every strike Hades delivered landed at a different spot. He constantly shifted position, attacking from different angles.

While making it difficult for Black to evade, he was also searching for openings in Black's defenses.

Naturally, Black refused to back down.

He shifted his body from side to side, nimbly evading the vast majority of Hades's attacks.

While defending with Haki, he launched powerful counterattacks.

They either collided with Hades's blows or were evaded by him.

Hades was even faster than he had imagined.

His body's extraordinary