The howling wind and driving rain stopped in an instant!
The Woodcutter's fist slammed into Aseria's face like a hammer. Aseria's body, two heads taller than an ordinary person's, flew hundreds of meters like a leaf, snapping countless trees along the way before crashing to the ground.
Shinji Hirako swallowed hard. Who the hell is this guy? Holding his own against a Vastolorde-class Menos Grande was difficult enough, but this man was overpowering one barehanded.
Hirako didn't know whether the other captains could do it. He certainly couldn't.
The force of that punch was terrifying. It had snapped Aseria's neck, leaving his head twisted at an unnatural angle.
But his Super Regeneration was even faster. After a few jerks of his neck, his body returned to normal.
"Who are you?" The punch had knocked Aseria out of his rage. This man couldn't be an ordinary woodcutter. He had to be at least captain-level among the Soul Reapers.
"I'm just a guy who chops wood. What about it?" the Woodcutter replied, watching Aseria with an impassive face.
"I'll give you something to chop!" Aseria opened his mouth wide, and black light gathered inside it.
"Get out of the way!" Shinji Hirako shouted.
Even he wasn't confident he could withstand a King Cero head-on.
The Woodcutter, however, remained calm. He didn't seem to take the threat seriously.
Boom!
Black light swept toward him like a waterfall. The Woodcutter did only one thing: he clenched his fist and threw a punch at the Black Cero.
Boom!
Reiatsu erupted from the Woodcutter like a tidal wave, and his punch blasted the Black Cero apart.
"Ow, ow, ow!" The Woodcutter shook his arm. Thin wisps of smoke rose from it.
Shinji Hirako was stunned. What was going on? Who was this man?
Aseria stood rooted