When power reaches a certain level, things like technique become meaningless.
To a certain extent, this statement is correct.
But when you can't fully control your own power, especially this kind of explosive increase in power, it also brings a sense of discomfort.
Just like now.
The power he possessed now after activating Unyielding, was much stronger than during his fight with Aokiji.
It seemed he really needed to calm down and properly learn to fully control his power.
During his fight with Hawkeye, Cyrus could feel that, without activating Unyielding and without using his full Haki and Devil Fruit Ability, it wasn't that he couldn't fight Hawkeye.
But his skills and techniques definitely needed to be improved.
'Note to self: invest some effort in this later.'
With this thought, Cyrus's body shot up, leaving a long trail of fire as he soared into the sky.
High above, Cyrus, no longer suppressing his power, completely let loose.
In an instant, it was as if another sun had truly appeared in the sky.
A white-hot fireball floated silently high in the air.
But within it lay a terrifying power beyond mortal comprehension.
The fluctuations of this power spread far and wide.
...
On one side of the Red Line, on an island near Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
Vegapunk, with his half-apple-shaped head, was conducting his research—a task assigned by the World Government.
Just as he was busy, the entire base's alarms blared.
Vegapunk froze, then walked over to an instrument.
After pressing a few buttons, his eyes widened.
"What in the world is this? Such an off-the-charts energy reading? Could it be that Caesar or Judge succeeded?"
Vegapunk had a puzzled look on his face.
The alarm was from a power detection instrument, which was very sensitive and could detect certain energy fluctuations across the entire world.
It was originally built to monitor the energy of some of the things he created for the World Government.
Now, it had yielded an unexpected discovery.
With a flash of golden light, Kizaru's figure appeared beside Vegapunk.
"Doctor!"
Kizaru looked at the screen in front of Vegapunk.
"It's nothing. We detected a huge energy surge in Paradise, very far from here."
Vegapunk glanced at Kizaru, then raised his hand to turn off the alarm.
However, he was genuinely curious about the energy he had just detected.
"As long as it's nothing. I thought some pirates were invading!" Kizaru said with a pout.
"What pirate would dare to come here? If they did, then you Marines wouldn't need to exist anymore," Vegapunk teased before returning to his work.
Kizaru didn't ask any more questions; he wouldn't understand the answers anyway.
...
In the Chamber of Flowers in the Holy Land Mariejois.
Imu turned to look in a certain direction toward Paradise as a trace of doubt flashing in their eyes.
"Energy... like the sun?"
There was puzzlement in Imu's voice.
Despite saying this, Imu's body didn't move at all.
...
"Hah!" Cyrus let out a long breath.
The glowing, heat-radiating state, along with his one strike toward the sky, had lasted until the fifteen-minute time limit was up.
He had never thought that the fifteen minutes after activating Unyielding could feel so long.
Floating in the sky, Cyrus raised his fist.
"Hmm?"
Cyrus narrowed his eyes and released his Conqueror's Haki.
The Conqueror's Haki he could emit after activating Unyielding just now—he couldn't do it anymore.
Although there was a faint sign of it, he truly couldn't do it.
"What the hell?"
Muttering with a frown, Cyrus tried again.
It really wasn't his imagination, he truly couldn't perform Conqueror's Haki Emission anymore.
"So it really is a damn qualitative change brought about by a quantitative one!" Cyrus figured out the reason and said, exasperated.
And here he thought he had mastered Conqueror's Haki Emission.
Turns out it was an Unyielding-exclusive edition.
But he had indeed personally experienced the feeling.
At least he now had a direction for future attempts; all he needed was time.
However, finding someone to systematically teach him would surely be faster than figuring it out himself.
Thinking of this, Cyrus stopped dwelling on it, turned, and flew in a streak of fire toward the boat on the sea far below.
When he landed on the boat, Robin and Enel were still unconscious.
After Cyrus landed, Hawkeye and Issho stared at him as if he were a monster.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Their gazes made Cyrus look down at himself.
The clothes he wore during the fight with Hawkeye had been slashed to rags.
"You were hiding your strength?" Issho asked.
"Huh?" Cyrus was taken aback, then understood what Issho was asking.
"Yeah, isn't that normal? You have to keep some trump cards when sailing the seas!" Cyrus said with a nod.
Hearing this, Hawkeye and Issho's expressions turned a little strange.
The kind of power Cyrus had just displayed could indeed be considered a trump card.
But with that kind of power.... there was no need to hide it at all.
"If you were to compare me and Red Hair, who is stronger?" Cyrus asked, looking at Hawkeye.
Hawkeye was startled by the question, then thought about it seriously for a moment.
"Shanks was already very strong before, and his Swordsmanship was excellent. But his greatest strength now isn't his Swordsmanship. As for who is stronger between you two, you'll have to fight it out yourselves to know."
Hawkeye knew Shanks's strength from before, at least his Swordsmanship.
But after Shanks lost his arm, although Hawkeye had crossed swords with him a few times, they were just brief spars that ended quickly.
"If you had used that power from the beginning, no one could have stopped you," Hawkeye added.
The power Cyrus had just displayed was simply not something a human should possess.
And that terrifying Conqueror's Haki.
Even from such a distance, he found it somewhat unbearable.
He didn't know if even Shanks could withstand it.
"Is that so!"
Cyrus nodded, then picked up the collapsed Robin and carried her into the cabin.
After tossing Robin onto the only bed in the cabin, Cyrus came out wearing a fresh set of clothes.
"I need you to teach me Swordsmanship!" Cyrus said bluntly as soon as he came out.
Hawkeye turned his head in astonishment.
"Me... teaching you?" Hawkeye was genuinely stunned.
"With the power you just showed, Swordsmanship is already meaningless for you."
Although he was proud, when faced with such an overwhelming power, Hawkeye would think of a countermeasure, but he felt that in Cyrus's state just now, he probably couldn't even get close.
Relying solely on Flying Slashes would have no effect on Cyrus.
"I do need to control my power, or rather, learn how to control my power. After all, my power is too strong," Cyrus said in a calm tone.
But these words left Hawkeye speechless.
Listening to it, it didn't seem like there was anything wrong with what he said.
"If you want to learn it, then its fine."
He had lost this time, and he wouldn't deny it.
Besides, in his eyes, Cyrus's Swordsmanship was indeed a bit of an eyesore!
So, he actually couldn't stand to watch it.