"Enough!"
Lucky Roux growled. The easygoing look vanished from his eyes, replaced by utter seriousness. He suddenly drew a deep breath, and all the fat on his body contracted in an instant before erupting!
"Fat Burst: Meatball Tank!!!"
His body instantly swelled, growing even larger, like a gigantic cannonball, his entire frame coated in jet-black Armament Haki. Then he hurtled toward Sanji like an arrow loosed from a bow, slamming into him-this was his ultimate move, fusing all his fat with Armament Haki to become an unstoppable meatball tank, capable of smashing through any obstacle with boundless power!
"BOOM!!!"
Sanji had no time to dodge. The meatball tank struck him head-on, and its tremendous force instantly swept his body away. Like a kite with its string cut, he flew backward at incredible speed, smashing through more than a dozen gigantic slabs of basalt before finally crashing hard into a boulder the size of a small hill. The boulder shattered on impact, and rubble tumbled down with a clatter, burying Sanji completely.
"Pfft-" Another mouthful of blood spurted from Sanji's lips, staining his suit red. This time, his injuries were even worse. More than one bone had broken, and his internal organs had suffered severe damage. Every breath carried the pungent smell of blood, and the pain in his body nearly made him pass out.
Lucky Roux stood where he was, panting heavily. Some of his Fat Armament had already receded, and a conspicuous red mark covered part of his chest, left by Sanji's kick. He had expended considerable stamina too, and for the first time, fatigue showed on his face.
"Not bad. You almost broke through my defenses." He grinned, looking toward Sanji beneath the rubble, his voice carrying a trace of approval and relief. "But it still wasn't enough."