Hiss!
A faint golden arc suddenly flashed across Lorne's right fist.
The arc vanished in an instant, but it radiated a pressure completely different from Armament Haki.
"Hmm?"
Dragon's eyelid twitched. He clearly sensed the change in that instant.
"This guy... actually reached the threshold?"
Boom!
Their power erupted again, and the violent shock wave drove both of them back several steps.
Lorne landed steadily on the ground, his right fist trembling slightly, a trace of golden lightning still lingering on it.
"Hahaha, I get it! I finally get it!"
He looked at his right fist and burst out laughing.
Although he had not truly mastered Conqueror's Haki Infusion yet, he had found that door and pushed it open a crack with his own hands.
Koshiro gazed at the devastated mountain behind the village, his face filled with shock.
"What a pair of monsters..."
He could not help but sigh.
Dragon looked at Lorne with a complicated expression. "Lorne, your talent is unlike anything I've ever seen."
"Unlike anything you've ever seen? That's still nowhere near enough, Mr. Dragon!"
Lorne shook out his somewhat numb right fist. The fighting spirit in his golden eyes had not diminished; instead, it burned even hotter.
"In that case, take another punch from me. Let's see exactly where your limits lie!"
Dragon took a deep breath. A rare solemnity appeared on his red-tattooed face, and dazzling black-and-red arcs erupted from his right fist once again.
Boom!
The earth beneath Dragon's feet shattered. His figure turned into a green gale as he appeared before Lorne.
That heavy fist, wrapped in Conqueror's Haki, came crashing toward him with enough force to tear space apart!
Lorne showed no intention of dodging.
Laughing, he raised both arms, pushed his Armament Haki to its limit, and crossed them in