Each slash that descended from the sky stretched a thousand meters long.
Every one carried enough power to cleave mountains and split seas.
Boom—
Thunderous crashes rang out one after another as the slashes struck the island.
For a moment, dust blotted out the sky, and the howls of beasts rose from every direction.
True to the technique's name, Golden Lion had matched the might of nature single-handedly, carving hundreds upon thousands of valleys into the island.
Yet even faced with such overwhelming power, Randall remained utterly at ease.
When the dust cleared, Randall appeared before Golden Lion, almost completely unscathed.
For a moment, Golden Lion began to doubt himself.
Had my strength declined that badly? Could I no longer even deal with a youngster?
Radiant flames erupted behind Randall, and he shot upward to face Golden Lion.
Golden Lion's slashes were formidable, but Randall's armor was no pushover either.
Besides, powerful as Thousand-Cut Valley was, few of its slashes had actually struck Randall.
Still, though he had yet to suffer an injury, Randall had not let down his guard against Golden Lion in the slightest.
After all, Golden Lion had not used Haki in his earlier attacks.
If Golden Lion got serious, his offensive power would rise to an entirely different level!
In terms of sheer offensive power, Randall could not hold a candle to a top-tier Great Swordsman.
But he had advantages of his own.
His defense and endurance!
Those two alone were enough to give him the edge over Golden Lion!
"Brat! You're pretty good! I'll remember your name!
Now, die!"
Golden Lion lived up to his reputation as a legendary pirate. Though what had just happened had shaken him badly, he regained his composure within seconds.
Conqueror's Haki and murderous intent swirled around Golden Lion. With