In the sky.
Below the white clouds, a sword energy cut through the clouds and divided the white clouds into two, turning into a ripple that swept across the void as if to cut everything in half.
Directly in front of the sword energy, Ross was suspended in the sky. Faced with this terrifying sword energy, his expression did not change and he just raised his hand and waved.
Buzz!!
The power of distortion broke out like an impact, turning the air directly in front of him into a swamp-like whirlpool. The sword energy hit the surface of the whirlpool and was immediately caught in it, shattering with a Kāchā Kāchā sound.
"Don't struggle, Golden Lion, you are a remnant of the last era. You should have withdrawn from the stage of the sea long ago. If you find a place to retire in peace, I may not be able to find you."
Ross's understated blow broke Golden Lion's sword attack and he slashed out with his backhand at Golden Lion's indifferent mouth.
Sneer!
The blade cut through space.
In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of tens of meters and the blade cut towards Golden Lion's head.
Golden Lion's face changed and his Observation Haki caught the attack. He immediately swung his right leg and took the Named Blade Deadwood to meet Ross's blade.
Qing!
The two swords collided and sparks splashed.
Golden Lion is a pure swordsman and Haki, while Ross is a combination of power of distortion and Haki. A long time ago, Ross was inferior to Golden Lion, but now there is a big enough gap between the two.
Buzz!!
There was a buzz in the space above Golden Lion's head, as if an invisible bomb had exploded there.
Golden Lion couldn't withstand this power and the Named Blade Deadwood, which was embedded in his leg and connected to his bones, made a Kāchā Kāchā sound and almost broke from his leg.
Golden Lion flew hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye. The severe pain in his legs made his forehead covered with cold sweat and his eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and looked at Ross.
Damn! Damn! Damn!!!
If it was twenty years ago, this kid would not have the capital to be so arrogant in front of him!
Golden Lion's heart is full of anger and unwillingness. This is not an unwillingness to strength, but an unwillingness to age and the tide of backward times.
"I am … Golden Lion Shiki!"
Golden Lion's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Ross from afar. His teeth were bleeding from the root and his tone revealed the spirit of one of the three legends of that era.
"That era couldn't bury me, and Impel Down couldn't lock me up. It's not that easy for a little devil like you to take my head!"
At this moment, Golden Lion seemed to have returned to his peak.
His back was facing the morning sun, and his long golden hair spread out like a lion's. His entire body exuded a demonic aura, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed his right leg.
Crack!
The famous blade, Withered Wood, which had already been connected to the bone that had healed for twenty years, was forcibly pulled out from his leg.
The hilt of the sword was dripping with blood, and there were even pieces of broken bones that had fused together.
"…"
Ross looked at this scene and did not respond. Instead, he placed the blade horizontally in front of him, his eyes showing calmness and calmness.
Compared to Whitebeard, Golden Lion is a swordsman. Swordsmanship will not decline much with age.
At this moment …
Golden Lion, who has regained his sword after twenty years, is equivalent to restoring his identity as a great swordsman standing at the top of the sea, and he will use this to fight Ross for the last time.
But Ross is not afraid of Golden Lion and Whitebeard at their peak. A Golden Lion in his later years, no matter how desperate he is, can he surpass his peak?
It was completely silent.
The blood of Golden Lion's right leg is constantly spilling from the fracture.
But Golden Lion didn't look at his leg. He held the bloody Named Blade Withered Wood and placed it in front of him, in line with his eyebrows.
The anger of losing to Roger, the anger of hearing that Roger was executed by Marine, the anger of being locked in Impel Down Eternal Hell … Everything is intertwined.
Golden Lion raised his head.
"Cut, One."
The pinnacle of kendo, the realm of the great swordsman, one sword is equivalent to countless swords, it can cut countless cannonballs in the sky, and countless swords can also be combined into one sword, one sword can cut a ship and split an island!
Buzz!!
This is Golden Lion's ultimate sword.
Not to defeat Ross, but as a legend of the previous era, he wants to protect the last dignity, the dignity that belongs to the former king of this sea.
There was no earth-shattering Sword Qi. There was only an insignificant wisp of golden light. All the power was concentrated on this point.
Qing.
In the face of Golden Lion's sword, Ross, who predicted this scene in advance with Observation Haki's Future Prediction, put the Cursed Blade Murasame back into the scabbard.
"In that case, I will also try my best to take your attack."
His right hand's five fingers folded and clenched into a fist. The power of distortion, which had not been used for a long time, gushed out and circled around his fist.
The strong power of distortion seems to make the Void around his fist show a Distortion scene, as if turning into darkness, and even the light is bent here.
Finally.
Ross swung his fist.
Without a sound, the punch seemed to have scattered the sound. No sound could be heard. The punch also seemed to have scattered the light, causing the area to suddenly fall into darkness.
In front of Ross, the area with a diameter of nearly 100 meters was completely turned into a black silent silence, where the power of distortion was madly intertwined, shattering and distorting everything.
Bang!
This is not a bang, but a muffled sound.
It's like a firecracker being pressed under a bowl and a muffled sound is heard when it explodes.
The black area shattered and a ray of Distortion light shot straight into the sky. In an instant, a white cloud above Golden Lion's head was dispersed and it eventually disappeared into the endless sky.
Golden Lion stood in the air.
The sword in his right hand slowly fell down and he stared at Ross.
A few seconds later.
"You won …"
He spat out the last sentence, he lost his strength, the Named Blade in his hand fell off, and he fell towards the sea below.
Ross quietly watched Golden Lion fall into the sea.
An inexplicable feeling arose spontaneously. He didn't know what it was. Maybe Whitebeard had this feeling before, but it was probably not as strong as he was at this time.
There was no excitement and blood. Even if Golden Lion took out the last move to defend his dignity, he re-grasped the sword and burst out with all his strength, he no longer felt the same as he did in previous Battles.
This is a change in mentality.
Because his standing position is different.
In the past, Ross had been standing at the bottom of the steps, looking up at the top of the steps, climbing, and challenging, and in his current position, he has become the person at the top of the steps.
Looking at other people, including Golden Lion, there is a completely different look and mentality from before.
This is the strongest.
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