Haki!
No one cared who was outside the door. At this critical moment, it did not matter at all.
They were simply astonished by what the tavern owner had done.
He had done nothing, yet his neck had inexplicably changed color, and that alone was enough to trouble Big Bear, whose bounty approached a hundred million Beli?
"Ah! What the hell are you doing, old man!"
Big Bear tried to strangle the tavern owner with both hands, but even as his claws struck sparks against the old man's neck, they did nothing.
At that moment.
His strength and his physique seemed to have become a joke.
An old man alone could make him seem pitifully weak and insignificant.
"What is Haki? What does it have to do with that monster's Iron Body!"
Big Bear recalled a scene on Sky Island.
He had over a thousand crewmates and had planned to quickly dominate an area, only to encounter a man in a suit.
That man claimed to use an ancient form of Rokushiki called the Six Powers. One move, called Iron Body, had left him helpless.
In the end, that man had defeated every one of his crewmates single-handedly, and he had fled with injuries!
He had never expected to encounter a strange old man who knew Iron Body in this unremarkable little town!
"What Iron Body? I used to be a pirate. All I learned was a little karate from the Fish-Man Race."
The tavern owner tossed aside the bottle in his hand, then raised his seemingly callus-covered hand and seized Big Bear's wrist.
His palm took on a strange posture, and then black Haki could be seen coiling around his fingers.
"Fish-Man Karate is known for its monstrous strength, and it can also manipulate the moisture in the air.