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In an instant, his arms blurred into countless afterimages, like a peacock's tail suddenly spreading. Densely packed bursts of finger pressure took solid form and stabbed forward like a torrential downpour.
"Bring it on."
Zoro twisted hard at the waist, his whole body spinning like a top.
"Three-Sword Style: Black Rope Dragon Twister!"
Blade light and his silhouette merged into a massive wheel of blades that shredded everything.
This was an evolved version of his former "Dragon Tornado Wind"
technique. The hurricane stirred up by his rotation rumbled dully, whipping up a genuine vortex of air within that tiny space.
Keen blades and violent wind pressure tore at the surrounding ruined walls. Broken bricks and stones were sucked up, then hurled outward.
The next instant, the raindrop-like bursts of finger pressure crashed into the roaring wheel of blades.
Thunderous explosions rang out without end. The ground cracked and shattered beneath the impact.
Swordsmanship met martial arts head-on. Long blades and fingers collided countless times, scattering sparks like fireworks. The clash of metal came so thick and fast that it sounded like two armies locked in battle.
"How is that still a 'pistol'...?"
Zoro, who had blocked every attack while spinning at high speed, could not help raising his eyebrows.
Every strike of his opponent's fingertips carried enough force to blast a deep crater into the ground-this was clearly a Finger Cannon.
A short burst of air escaped through his nose.
"To whip up a storm with your blades alone... you're certainly more than just someone carrying swords."
Lucci's words fell into the wind. Every slash the man opposite him swung carried a vortex seemingly beyond human strength, tearing the air into visibly distorted trails.
On the other side, Kaku's gaze settled on the blond man.
"The third son