"You keep calling me an old man."
"I don't appreciate it one bit!"
"Right now, I feel young!"
"The blood in my whole body is boiling!"
Rayleigh murmured.
As his words fell, his figure flickered, tracing an arc of light as he appeared before River.
His blade shuddered, coated in Armament Haki, and then red light flashed in his eyes.
River swung his blade to meet him, but strangely, the next second, Rayleigh's blade slipped past his weapon and cut straight into the space before him, its edge slashing toward his body.
Whoosh!
The blade sliced through his skin, leaving a long, narrow wound as blood sprayed out.
River's rapidly moving figure abruptly stopped, and everyone watching shuddered, their breath catching.
The Admiral, whose momentum was like a tiger charging down a mountain and whose fighting spirit soared to the heavens, had been wounded?!
Even more unbelievably, they hadn't understood that last slash.
"He certainly lives up to his legendary reputation!"
Dragon sighed softly.
"Dark King Rayleigh!!"
Kizaru spoke softly, his eyes grave.
Even as an Admiral, he found the attacks and techniques those two used in their clash difficult to handle, even frightening.
Without a doubt, this was a battle in which they put their lives on the line.
Its madness and brutality were enough to make anyone tremble. Ordinary powerful fighters-no, even some who stood at the world's pinnacle, great pirates with bounties of a billion or well over a billion-
When facing these two, their relentless, fearless fighting spirit would scare those fighters so badly that they wouldn't be able to bring out even thirty percent of their strength.
Want to fight them? Fine! First, you needed the fearless courage to abandon everything and fight to the death!
Drip!
On the battlefield, River lowered his head and