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"Chopping" and "Ming Di" were evenly matched. Weiwei felt a bit dissatisfied. She wasn't wielding an ordinary samurai sword. The blade she forged was perfect—strength, angle, even the night wind's speed all aligned—but such a flawless strike had been stopped by her opponent.
"A little skill? You come back for more?" Weiwei took a deep breath, gathering all the strength of the giant within her. Her feet, legs, waist, shoulders, and arms—all muscles and bones—moved with precise, special frequency.
Originally, "Chopping" was just the prelude to her real attack: "Lion. Thousand Cut Valley." If she could cut through a sword's edge, she could naturally cut through hundreds and thousands more.
Weiwei's eyes sharpened. In the darkness, her senses heightened. Her arrogant confidence in sight and hearing searched for her enemy's flaws; her mastery of armed techniques amplified her attack power.
In an instant, a blood-red, knife-like beam shot out like a tidal wave.
"Lion. Thousand Cut Valley!"
Yamato stood firm, full of fighting spirit.
So "Chopping" is just the pre-move? Coincidentally, so is my "Ming Di."
Yamato didn't bother with tricks. Look at her weapon—just like Kaido's, heavy and fierce. Father and daughter walked the same path. One strike would be enough.
Her power far exceeded human limits. With a loud roar, her mace crackled with lightning and domineering aura as she swung it with incredible speed.
"Thundering Gossip!"
Yamato's strike combined a special force technique and full-body strength.
"Thundering Gossip" met the blood-red "Lion. Thousand Cut Valley." Countless sword beams shattered instantly, and the constant beeping of the mace suddenly stopped.
The clash sounded like thunder rolling over the ground. With a loud bang, the two attacks missed each other.
"Cough! Keep going!" Weiwei covered her mouth with her left hand, blood at the corner of her lips. Her shoulder bore a red scar burned by high-voltage lightning.
The Prajna mask on Yamato's face was cracked open, revealing a heroic visage. Her left sleeve was torn off, exposing a bright red wound running from elbow to wrist on her right arm.
Ignoring her injury, Yamato locked eyes with Weiwei. "What's your relationship with that Golden Lion?"
Weiwei smiled faintly. "Golden Lion? That's nothing! I just learned a little trick from the old man. How about it? Not bad, right?"
Yamato snorted. "You think you're Qianqiegu? At best, you're Baiqi!"
Weiwei fired back, "And you call yourself Thundering Gossip? I see only Four Trigrams at most!"
No one's perfect at learning. No one has the right to mock another.
Ace stood on the sidelines, watching their ultimate moves unfold with a thoughtful expression. Maybe he should develop some ultimate techniques too. These moves really look cool.
Weiwei quietly coughed up more blood—she was injured. Even if Yamato's strikes seemed like noisy thunder, their power was unbelievably strong.
Compared to that, Lion Chiakigu was a bit flashy—fine for ordinary opponents, but not condensed enough against masters.
She lost that move mainly because it was too trick-based. If she could distill all those techniques into a thousand cuts, simplifying the complex and uniting them, she'd have the confidence to defeat her opponent.
Like Sichuan Opera face-changing, she waved her cape, wiped her face, and melted into the darkness. When she reappeared the next second, she was in vampire form.
Pale skin, waist-length black hair like a waterfall, scarlet eyes, and a long black cloak—all fully displayed before the two opponents. Bloodthirst surged in her veins, but this time she didn't suppress it. She was in full combat mode!
Ace knew she'd transformed via Devil Fruit power—her physique and fighting spirit had soared—but he didn't know what fruit she had or why she still looked human after transforming.
Yamato looked puzzled at first, then her expression brightened with realization, whispering, "Huh? So the source of the smell is this… There really is this Devil Fruit in the world..."
Her body had never reached its prime. Forcing out "Thundering Gossip" took a huge toll.
But Yamato was not one to admit defeat easily.
She shouted every three days that she was Kozuki Oden, determined to inherit his legacy. Who was Kozuki Oden? Kaido's enemy. Because of this, Yamato was beaten by the Four Emperor Kaido many times, but never killed. Her toughness far exceeded that of Weiwei, a transmigrator.
"Come! One move to decide the outcome, little bat!" Yamato said with imposing confidence, using words to steel her resolve.
Weiwei's nose twitched slightly. Her vampire form greatly sharpened her senses. Her perception surpassed normal limits. Now, doubling her foundation, she naturally "saw" information previously unavailable.
"This nasty smell... You're a Devil Fruit user too. Your fruit power makes me uneasy... I prefer being suppressed by something. You must be a dog-type Devil Fruit user, right? Big Wolfdog? Am I right? Don't hold back. Don't blame me if you die soon!"
"Whether Kozuki Oden or Kaido's son, I'm not afraid of you. Come on!"
"Good!"
Weiwei unleashed all her killing intent. This time, she truly used every trump card.
Vampire transformation, giant strength, domineering armament aura, second-generation ghost—all techniques to boost her power.
Her eyes glowed fierce red; even her fangs protruded. She charged briefly for three seconds, then raised her blade and slashed toward Yamato.
"Weiguo!"
The majestic, massive sword light fell like a mountain, pressing down on Yamato.
Ace, watching from a distance, was horrified. This move was too powerful. If he faced it, he wouldn't be able to stop it, and dodging it seemed unlikely.
But Yamato showed no fear of the overwhelming power of "Mighty Country." Her delicate face was filled with determination.
She didn't explain why she couldn't use her Devil Fruit ability, but faced everything calmly, eyes focused and back straight.
She relied on sheer perseverance to draw strength from her body. Whether armed or seen techniques, she wielded all she had.
Then, gritting her teeth, she swung her mace and slammed a blow in the opposite direction.
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