"Kid, you've got a good eye. But you're still going to die here today."
Habbit was surprised that his Devil Fruit ability had been recognized, but the tremendous combat power his transformation gave him filled him with confidence.
Even so, Yechen thought nothing of him. If this hadn't been his first fight against a pirate with a Devil Fruit, he would have ended the battle long ago. He wouldn't have bothered watching someone transform.
Yechen crooked a finger and teased him.
"Come on, little kitty. Let your big brother see how you roll over."
"Damn you..."
Enraged by Yechen's taunts, Habbit lunged at him like an oversized cat.
His hands were as sharp as a cat's claws, but however quick and agile he was, he looked like a snail to Yechen, moving at an indescribably slow pace.
No matter how Habbit attacked, Yechen kept one hand behind his back and wielded the Flowing Shadow Thrust with the other, blocking every strike with unerring precision.
Time ticked by.
Yechen remained as calm and composed as before, while Habbit's breathing grew unsteady from attacking with all his strength.
Before long, he would be unable to maintain his current form. Once his transformation wore off, the consequences would be obvious.
Another minute passed, and Habbit grew anxious. No matter how he attacked, his opponent seemed able to predict his next move.
Damn it, who the hell is this kid? How can he be so terrifyingly strong? I've really picked the wrong opponent today.
Habbit steeled himself. He knew escape was impossible; his opponent was faster than he was. It seemed he would have to use his ultimate move.
He roared, "Frenzied Lion Heavy Cannon!"
The faint image of a fierce tiger appeared over his fist, roaring as he punched at Yechen.
"Interesting..."
Yechen