Miyamoto Xieyin slowly walked out of the parted lightning, twisting his neck as he went, still rolling it.
There was not the slightest trace of a lightning strike on his body.
Nami knitted her brows, a flicker of disbelief on her face.
"That packed a punch. I like it. How about becoming my twenty-first wife? Then you won't have to die today."
Miyamoto Xieyin looked at Nami, his eyes brimming with what he believed was affection.
This trick of his had never failed.
Almost no woman in Pangaea Castle could resist that charming smile of his.
But he had met Nami, and he was going to be disappointed.
Nami looked nauseated. "No thanks. Just looking at someone like you makes me want to puke."
"Hehe, once I drag you back, you won't have a choice."
Miyamoto Xieyin clenched his fists, making his knuckles crack.
He drove both legs hard into the ground, his tremendous strength collapsing the already ruined ground several meters deeper.
At the same time, he used that force to launch himself at Nami like an arrow loosed from a bow.
"Manly Toughness!"
As he shouted, his entire arm abruptly hardened, a faint metallic sheen spreading across it.
He moved so fast that the air around him compressed, producing explosive booms.
Feeling the oppressive force coming from Miyamoto Xieyin's fist, Nami knew perfectly well that she could not meet it head-on.
She raised an arm and swept it through the air, and a huge purple cloud appeared in front of Miyamoto Xieyin.
Miyamoto Xieyin froze for a moment at the cloud's sudden appearance.
Then his lips curved into a confident smile.
"What kind of garbage is this? I'm the hardest man in the world!"
His fist continued unabated, smashing straight into the cloud.
But his fist met no