Kuma still didn't respond, just looked up in the direction of Cake Island, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening a bit.
"Damn it! Don't underestimate me!"
Cracker gritted his teeth.
It seems my slow and leisurely attack didn't make this guy feel any pressure, this can't continue!
I need to launch a full assault first, then continue to gradually deplete them!
Crack, crack, crack!
All the Cookie Soldiers suddenly raised their giant swords simultaneously, the blades flashing with the black light of Armament Haki, their pace suddenly accelerating, swarming from all directions, slashing at Kuma!
They're all closing in?
Kuma was slightly stunned, this isn't... Slowly, he removed the glove from his other hand, putting it into his pocket.
"You're finally feeling the pressure?"
Cracker sneered, "Now let's see how you defend against—"
Boom!!!
Kuma's eyes suddenly lit up with a bright light, an unprecedented violent aura erupted around him, his black coat rustling in the turbulent air wave.
A deep voice sounded—
"Fierce Push Pressure Cannon, Hundred and Eight Troubles Phoenix!"
It's a new technique he developed; he doesn't understand the name, it was named by a young newcomer on the ship.
In the next instant.
Dozens or hundreds of giant Bear Claw shockwaves simultaneously blossomed, like blooming petals, spreading out wildly in a 360-degree radius!
Crack! Crack!
All the Cookie Soldiers instantly disintegrated upon contact with the shockwaves, turning into countless starch fragments, scattering in the wind.
Cracker's true form quickly revealed itself, forced to appear, he screamed as he was flung away.
"How is this possible?!"
His face was full of panic, barely stabilizing his body in mid-air, blood spilling from his mouth, he shouted, "Such scale, such intensity of attack, how can your stamina possibly support..."
His voice abruptly halted.
Because Kuma's figure had already appeared ghost-like in front of him.
Kuma looked down at him, sweat dripping from his forehead, breathing heavily, clearly as Cracker said, this move had indeed consumed him greatly.
But...
"Why is it impossible?"
Kuma said in a deep voice, "Don't underestimate the resolve of a father..."
While speaking, his open giant palm gently pressed against Cracker's chest.
Bang!!!
...
A massive explosion!
The dazzling red light almost lit up half the sky.
"Not good!"
Zoro gritted his teeth, crossing his two swords to block with all his might before his chest.
But on the opposite side, Charlotte Owen's fist, hot as molten lava, continued to push him back relentlessly, cold sweat streaming down his face.
Hiss~
The ice surface along the way continued to melt under the high heat, steam rising thickly, adding considerable trouble.
If not for Zeff's careful guidance since childhood, his footwork wouldn't be weak, he would've already slipped into the boiling seawater.
"If I recall correctly, you're one of this year's Super Rookie, aren't you?"
Owen stood aloft, full of disdain, emanating a terrifying heat wave, "How arrogant! So, joining the Endgame gave you confidence, huh? Just a rookie with a bounty of one billion Belly, dare to block me!"
Endgame is strong indeed, and that Shano is an unprecedented monster among the younger generation...
But that doesn't mean everyone who joins becomes Shano's subordinate and transforms immediately!
And he, Owen the Elder, is one of Katakuri's triplet brothers, once followed their mom on the ship with that Rocks!
Bounty-wise, although only three billion Belly...
But that's because as the elder brother, he gave many opportunities to shine to his younger brothers and sisters.
His Heat-Heat Fruit is as powerful as that Navy's Akainu; if you really talk about strength, he's close to Four Commanders level!
"Hot Wind Fist!"
Bang!!!
The power of this punch escalated further.
Zoro finally couldn't hold on, was heavily blasted away, crashing through several icebergs, finally embedded deeply in a frozen Egg Tart Ship.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, both swords scattered on the ground, trying to reach for them, but his arms were burned to the point of numbness, completely without feeling...
Thud!
Another loud bang as a figure fell from the sky, spewing blood, landing just at his feet.
Zoro was taken aback, looked down.
That person also struggled to look up.
"Green Algae Head?"
"Dead Curly Eyebrow?"
They stared wide-eyed at each other, instinctively wanting to mock but then, simultaneously fell into silence:
"..."
Not far away.
Charlotte Daifuku, one of Katakuri's triplet brothers, descended from the sky, striding alongside Owen, followed by a massive Magic Lamp Demon.
"Looks like the seniors' fights are going quite smoothly."
Zoro's mouth twitched, he bitterly smiled, "And we're the ones getting schooled so badly, truly embarrassing."
"Cough..."
Sanji struggled to support himself, somehow found a lighter, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag:
"Don't compare yourself to me, at least I can still light a cigarette, looks like you can't even hold your swords now?"
"?"
Zoro glanced at Sanji's legs twisted into a pretzel by the demon.
"Did he notice?"
Sanji chuckled dryly, puffed out a smoke ring, "But Green Algae Head, now is not the time for bantering, those brothers won't give us a chance to breathe."
Zoro looked up.
Indeed, Owen and Daifuku were closing in, arms crossed, faces carrying a cat-and-mouse smugness.
The difference in power is too vast!
Once these two little brats are dealt with, I'd immediately go over next door to help big brother Perospero.