Jinbe stomped down hard, shattering the ground beneath his feet, and swept his palms in a semicircle before his chest.
He forcibly drew in the surrounding moisture in an instant.
The hall's windows had long since shattered.
Outside, the once-calm seawater responded to the call and began to tremble slightly.
Jinbe's gaze grew extremely grave.
He knew the opponent before him was a monster who had once defeated Doflamingo.
"Rear Admiral Lorne, this technique of mine is the essence of Fish-Man Karate. Please give me your guidance!"
Jinbe shouted, his voice echoing across the plaza like rolling thunder.
Lorne stood tall as a pine with both hands in his trouser pockets, watching Jinbe calmly.
"Go ahead. Don't disappoint me."
Lorne spoke lightly, his tone carrying an unshakable, absolute confidence.
Jinbe drew a deep breath, the blood in his body seeming to boil at that moment.
He let out a roar.
"Fish-Man Karate: Arabesque Brick Fist!"
Jinbe drove his right fist forward.
The air before his fist compressed instantly, turning into an invisible shock wave.
The shock wave spread out in a fan, hurtling straight toward Lorne with a piercing howl.
It was a wide-ranging impact technique of Fish-Man Karate, capable of passing directly through the air to inflict concussive damage on an enemy.
Yet Lorne showed no intention of dodging the shock wave that swept toward him.
He merely adjusted his stance slightly, the muscles beneath his skin tightening like iron in that instant.
Boom!
The shock wave slammed into Lorne with a deep, thunderous crash.
The violent air currents instantly tore apart the paving stones beneath Lorne's feet, sending countless clouds of dust flying.
Then the dust cleared.
Lorne still stood where he had been, both hands in his pockets, without even the slightest damage to his clothes.
"What?!"