When Cracker saw Armament Haki covering Hikaru's entire body, his heart sank. A terrifying thought flashed through his mind. He wasn't dodging. He wasn't unable to dodge—he simply didn't want to. Was he planning to take his attack head-on with Armament Haki?
"Boom!"
All the sword light slammed into Hikaru's body. The violent air currents kicked up clouds of dust, and the rolling shockwaves formed a small mushroom cloud that shot into the sky.
Amid the dust, Hikaru flicked his hand. The Armament Haki around him shuddered, blasting away every swirling impact. All the sword energy Cracker had unleashed shattered, and not even a speck of dust touched the edge of Hikaru's clothes.
Humiliation! Cracker's all-out attack had been blocked by someone who had not even moved, using nothing but Armament Haki. To Cracker, it was a bone-deep humiliation—and a silent insult from his enemy.
It was deliberate! This bastard had done it on purpose!
Cracker flew into a rage. Sword light surged from both hands as countless air currents spiraled upward, forming terrifying compressed vortices. All his power gathered around his twin swords. With a roar, he pushed his strength to the limit, darting around Hikaru and forming a rapidly moving vortex around him, borrowing the momentum of his speed to unleash an even stronger impact.
"Hah!"
Cracker roared as he brought his charged power to its peak. His twin swords came together, carrying overwhelming force as they smashed toward the white-clad man standing motionlessly in the field.
This was the most perfect sword strike Cracker had ever delivered in his life. This was the strongest blow he had ever unleashed.
Cracker felt that even if one of the Four Emperors stood before him, as long as they did not dodge, this strike would blast them into dust. At