"So Master's test of our growth wasn't conquering the Golden City, but the Buster Call!"
Carina instantly understood after hearing Yami's words.
"A Marine Admiral as an opponent?"
On Nami's small face, there was rarely no trace of fear. Instead, she revealed a hint of anticipation and fighting spirit: "I'm really curious what level of strength those top-tier Logias have."
It wasn't hard to tell from Nami's tone that the girl was full of confidence in her current strength.
If Nami had that disposition, she might even awaken the Conqueror's Haki that only one in millions possesses.
"Master, is there anything you need me to do?"
Hancock, staying close to Yami's side, asked.
"Mm, next I'll assign the matchups and opponents."
Yami nodded and issued his commands: "The Marine Hero is for me to deal with. Hancock, Carina, and Nami will be responsible for the two Admirals. Robin, Perona, Nojiko, along with Sandersonia and Marigold, will lead the Kuja Pirates and be responsible for the remaining four Vice Admirals and soldiers of the Buster Call."
"Yes, Master!"
Hancock and the other girls responded in unison.
Seeing none of them showed any fear towards the Buster Call, Yami couldn't help but smile, gratified. He continued, "Since we have to fight this battle, there's no need to wait or let them fight on my territory. We'll take the initiative and attack!"
"Hancock, go organize them. We're setting out."
"I understand, Master."
Hancock nodded obediently, then went to find Sandersonia and Marigold to relay the Empress's orders to the Kuja warriors.
Before long, Amazon Lily and Gran Tesoro both lifted off from the sea, ascending towards the sky.
Then, the Pegasus and the Perfume Yuda flew out from Amazon Lily, their speed as fast as arrows loosed from a bowstring.
The two ships were flying in the direction Kizaru was approaching from.
Yami, who possessed Clairvoyance, had long since spotted Kizaru, who was coming on ahead.
To prevent Kizaru from destroying Amazon Lily and the Golden City, he led the Pegasus and the Kuja Pirates to strike first.
"Master, there is a massive golden light rapidly approaching us."
The Pegasus and the Perfume Yuda had been flying for an unknown amount of time and distance.
Nami, possessing top-tier Observation Haki, suddenly seemed to detect something and quickly said: "If I'm not mistaken, that golden light should be one of Marine Headquarters' highest combat powers, the user of the Logia-type Glint-Glint Fruit, Kizaru Borsalino."
"Mm, I see him."
Yami, who was changing into his combat attire, smiled and said: "Since he's in such a hurry, let's go welcome this guest from afar."
"Okay."
Nami, dressed in her traditional maid outfit and holding her golden three-section staff, smiled: "I also want to see which is stronger, light or lightning."
After speaking, Nami's figure transformed into lightning and vanished.
The invisible electric field covered an astonishing area.
Within this field, a bolt of lightning, difficult to capture with the naked eye or perception, was moving at lightning speed, in no way inferior to the golden flash flying straight across the sea.
Before long, the lightning intercepted the flash of light.
"God's Judgment!"
Teleporting into the air directly in the path of the flash, Nami held her folding golden staff in one hand, her other hand covered in blue-white electricity. After infusing Armament Haki into it, it immediately turned into a giant pillar of light, roaring towards the incoming flash.
"Lightspeed Kick!"
The flash of light also turned into Kizaru's form, hands in his pockets. He casually kicked out a golden beam of light in mid-air, smaller than the lightning pillar.
However, although the golden beam was small, its power was in no way inferior to the giant pillar of lightning.
When the two collided, a thunderous explosion, like countless cannonballs, immediately rang out.
The golden and blue-white energy transformed into a splendid, dazzling firework, blooming in the sky.
If it were night, this scene would definitely be beautiful.
Gazing at the energy explosion in front of her, Nami's shoulder-length hair was blown back by the shockwave, her pretty and cute face filled with solemnity.
Just from this greeting, she could see the gap between herself and the Admiral.
It was too casual!
Facing her charged attack, the opponent just countered with a casual kick, and she couldn't even sense any Haki fluctuations.
This was the first time Nami had felt such pressure.
But Nami was not afraid.
Having seen the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia, she knew clearly that as long as she didn't fight Kizaru in close combat, he couldn't do anything to her.
It was just like in the original story, Smoker could fight Ace (who wasn't using Haki) to a stalemate.
Fire and smoke couldn't decide a winner, and likewise, light and lightning couldn't decide a winner.
If both sides mastered Haki, it would be like Aokiji vs. Akainu, requiring a long time to determine a victor.
Elemental mutual suppression.
At this time, the energy explosion dissipated.
Still with his hands in his pockets, Kizaru, wearing sunglasses, pouted his lips as he sized up the overly young Nami across from him, saying with an exaggerated expression: "Ooh, that was so scary. If I had reacted a little slower to that last attack, I might have been done for."
"If I recall correctly, you're not even an adult, are you? Mastering Armament Haki at such a young age... you're a monster."
That sarcastic and eccentric manner made Nami's brows furrow slightly, her expression a bit odd.
"Uncle Monkey, you're a bit like my Master."
Nami, holding back a laugh, teased: "If you weren't so... sleazy... and were a handsome guy, I'd seriously suspect you were related to my Master."
Indeed, Nami wasn't angry at all; instead, she felt a sense of familiarity.
Because Kizaru's sarcastic and eccentric manner was exactly the same as Yami's when he played basketball.
Normally, he was gentle and refined, like a big brother from next door.
But after starting to play, Yami was like a different person, always liking to use irritating trash talk, yet without using a single curse word.
Kizaru's tone and annoying expression were just like Yami's when he played basketball.
"Un... Uncle Monkey?"
Kizaru also hadn't expected Nami to give him such an evaluation.
But that emotion was so pure that Kizaru, who was only reluctantly fighting to appease the World Government, felt even less inclined to get angry.
How could I possibly be harsh on such a cute little girl?
Time to slack off!
Nami clearly didn't know that her "friendly" form of address had just made Kizaru decide to seriously hold back and prepare to put on an act..
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