Bang bang bang!!!
On the other side, smoke and dust dispersed, and dull sounds could be heard. Atlas kept hitting Redfield with his fists, and the bat-shaped umbrella tip accurately resisted every force point.
Both of them had about the same speed, with Atlas's speed being a few points higher. However, the speed of Redfield's thrusts was always silent and weird, and he could quickly discern the weak points where Atlas gained strength.
Although to onlookers, it seemed like Atlas was suppressing the opponent, Atlas knew very well that this old guy's stabbing skills always hit just right. Redfield was indeed an old pirate who could rival Whitebeard and Roger alone!
While both had strong Observation Haki, Redfield preferred to read minds. This seemed like a useless ability to assist in fights, and when Atlas consciously restrained his mind, Redfield couldn't even access his superficial thoughts. However, Redfield's Observation Haki could read muscle memory, detecting every muscle fiber's force.
This was different from Observation Haki that foresees the future because there are many possibilities to predict the future, and the future is constantly changing. Redfield's innate Observation Haki was a little stronger than foreseeing the future.
The clash of Haki was fierce, with both standing at the top of the sea. In terms of Haki's quality and skills, there wasn't much difference between them.
However, Redfield was almost so angry he could vomit blood.
Boom!
Another collision, but it wasn't a collision between the tip of a sword and a fist. It was the contact between legs and waist. Redfield felt a soreness and a coldness in his waist, with severe pain almost making him unable to maintain his evil smile.
"Who the hell are you? Why do you recover so quickly from your injuries?" he demanded. From the beginning of the fight until now, he had stabbed dozens of bloody holes in the Marine across from him.
Atlas had a completely reckless fighting style, giving injury for injury. Even though his whole body was covered with a layer of Armament Haki, none of his moves were defensive, yet his injuries healed instantly, with only slight damage to his clothes.
In contrast, Redfield himself was covered in ever-denting wounds and countless footprints. How embarrassing!
Clang!
Atlas punched Redfield's sword, causing a wave of air to burst out and surge in all directions. The huge force caused a thick cloud of smoke to rush out from Redfield's feet.
"I am the one who will take you life!" Atlas said through gritted teeth. Despite his bravado, he knew the damage he caused to Redfield was limited. This guy always avoided vital points just in time. Although a little embarrassed, Redfield's strength was well preserved.
He pulled away and retreated, slightly out of the attack range of Atlas's long legs. He flipped his wrist, held the front end of the umbrella handle, and pushed it forward until the tip pierced Atlas.
"Hey!"
Atlas smiled, and Kaminari around his waist was instantly unsheathed. The bright silver sword light flashed, and the bloody slashes surged!
Clang!!!
A crisp impact sounded. Smoke and dust stirred, and energy overflowed. Countless slashes cut towards the ground, and the Ryusen, already full of holes, was instantly plowed into dozens of deep ravines.
With a thought from Atlas, the ground that was slowly cracking quickly closed and remained intact.
Whoosh!!!
His figure was like a ghost, appearing directly behind Redfield in the next moment. The blade was flowing, the black and red Haki was coursing rapidly, and an unrivaled will surged from above. Black and red lightning began to vent, dancing like a wild snake.
"Kamusari (Divine Departure)!!!"
A move that even gods would avoid!!
"This move..."
The moment Atlas disappeared, Redfield had already turned. But seeing this familiar move still made him feel a little dazed.
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In Paradise, an ordinary standard warship swayed slowly on the sea, continuously hunting for pirate ships that appeared within sight. No one could have imagined that a Marine boss was hiding on this humble-looking warship.
Former Marine Admiral, [Black Arm] Zephyr!!
Of course, it had been a long time since Zephyr appeared on the sea. Even during the Summit War a year ago, he did not choose to fight. Therefore, unless they were old pirates who survived before the Great Pirate Era, not many people would recognize this former Marine Admiral.
"This trial mission has basically been completed, and I have seen your performance," Zephyr stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the young and cheerful faces. The originally tough facial curves slowly softened.
"Of course, your future life cannot be determined by this assessment. It doesn't matter even if your performance is not good. The Marine's battle with pirates has always relied on more than just strength!"
"Will! The will that never ends is the most powerful force you can burst out in desperate situations!" Zephyr saw the decline in the eyes of some sailors and couldn't help but encourage them warmly.
"This is the last lesson I can teach you, and I hope you will keep it in mind."
The salty sea breeze blew his short purple hair a little messy, but his body was still upright, and his feet were like roots, motionless, no matter how the ship's hull swayed under his feet.
Suddenly, the sentry in the watchtower issued a warning:
"Oops, Zephyr Instructor, there seems to be a pirate ship approaching us!!"
"Um?"
Zephyr frowned, having a bad feeling in his heart. However, the eyes of the young sailors on the deck lit up, especially those Marines who hadn't performed well before. They were not satisfied with their performance and saw this as a chance to improve their evaluation by Zephyr.
"Can you clearly see how many pirates there are?" Zephyr asked, feeling something was wrong. It was extremely rare for pirates in Paradise to dare attack the Marine directly.
"It seems... two people? One male and one female. The male looks familiar?" the sentry shouted his report.
"Two people?" Zephyr thought. Just two people dare to attack Marine? Either they were lunatics or extremely confident in their own strength.
"First bombard the warning and blast their hulls into pieces!" Zephyr immediately gave the order. Even though he had taken a back seat, his methods of dealing with pirates were still sophisticated and reliable.
Crushing the pirate ship first prevented the possibility of the other party having some kind of fruit ability. Although he did not admire fruit abilities, he had to admit that some were weird and powerful, and must be guarded against.
The cannons roared, and the sound of artillery fire echoed across the sea as the warship's cannons opened fire on the approaching pirate ship.
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