bookbashuk Chapter 159: Just kidding!
Chapter 159: Just kidding!
Garin Sei's mind went blank.
What's going on?
Was he doing it on purpose?
By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late.
His all-out attack, which he was determined to win, was now irreversible.
Just as the sword tip, wreathed in dark Armament Haki and eerie, ominous energy, was about to touch the thin layer of golden flames behind Chen Ye.
Chen Ye, that seemingly exhausted movement in mid-air, the unsuspecting golden figure, didn't even turn around.
He simply reached out his right hand casually behind him, as if he had eyes in the back of his head.
Bring your index and middle fingers together.
One clip.
"clang!!!"
A sharp, metallic sound rang out, sharp enough to scrape against the eardrums!
The sound wasn't loud, but it had an absolute deterrent effect.
Time seemed to have been paused at that moment.
Figarand Garin's face froze, the fervent joy on his face solidifying into a poorly sculpted statue. His eyes, bloodshot with excitement, narrowed to pinpoints the instant he saw the image.
His sword...
His attack, infused with his full power, family secret techniques, Armament Haki, and evil energy, was powerful enough to rival Rocks's strike.
I got stuck.
The other person pinched it between two fingers.
There wasn't even a trace of domineering aura emanating from those fingers.
The tip of a knife.
It was less than half an inch away from the golden flames burning on Chen Ye's body.
But that half-inch felt like an insurmountable chasm.
The sword, powerful enough to split mountains and cleave seas, evaporated the moment it touched the fingertips, erased by a more vast and incomprehensible force.
"No... Impossible!!!"
Garin let out a beast-like howl, straining his entire body with frenzied effort, veins bulging in his arms, trying to push the long sword forward even an inch.
However, the sword seemed to be welded to the opponent's finger, firmly locked in place by a terrifying force.
Not moving.
The extreme sense of absurdity and humiliation overwhelmed his reason.
How is this possible?!
This was his all-out attack!
How could it be... so easily...?
In the moment when his mind collapsed and he fell into self-doubt and confusion, the golden figure that terrified him finally turned halfway around.
The pure white mask appeared even more sacred and eerie in the golden flames.
A cold gaze, piercing through all the filth and baseness in the depths of his soul, landed on his face.
A voice criticizing the garbage rang out.
"Is that all you've got?"
The sound was very soft.
However, it greatly damaged Garin's arrogance.
boom!!!
His pride.
His dignity.
His superiority stems from his Celestial Dragon bloodline.
He went all out with this attack.
Those two words shattered it into pieces.
"you..."
Just as Garin was about to unleash his venomous roar, he saw the mockery in the other's eyes vanish.
Instead, there was an absolute, emotionless indifference.
Murderous intent!
The extreme killing intent made the hairs on his body stand on end!
not good!
His instinct was to back away.
But in that fraction of a second of shock, humiliation, and paralysis, Chen Ye's other hand moved.
That hand was casually clenched into a fist.
A circle of golden divine power, condensed to its fullest extent, flashed across the fist.
then.
Blast forward along the simplest and most direct path.
This punch was delivered without a sound.
Its speed surpassed sound, surpassed light, and surpassed Garin Sei's reaction limits.
In Garin Seina's pupils, dilated with shock, he saw only a golden dot of light rapidly expanding in his field of vision.
The thought of "dodging" hadn't even formed in his mind yet.
fist.
Arrived.
then!
"Bang!!!"
A dull, heart-stopping bang.
That fist was imprinted on Figarand Garin's chest.
His elegant white tuxedo didn't even have a chance to shatter before it was annihilated into the most basic particles by the violent energy.
His battle-hardened chest caved in with a terrifying arc, before the horrified eyes of all the surviving knights!
A clear fist mark was imprinted on his sternum.
"puff--"
A jet of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out of Garin's mouth, leaving a scarlet trail in the air.
He was completely pierced by an indescribable, irresistible, and incomprehensible force.
His body instantly tensed into an inverted bow.
Vitality is fading away at an unprecedented rate.
He didn't feel any pain at all.
Because in the face of that absolute power, his nerves didn't even have the chance to react before being completely crushed.
His body turned into a black dot and flew backward at a speed that defied the laws of physics.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Along the way, more than a dozen towering trees were broken one after another, and the broken trunks were blown into wood chips everywhere.
Finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, that figure, trailing a long trail of dust and traces of destruction, was deeply embedded in a mountain wall hundreds of meters away!
"BOOM—!!!"
A loud bang was heard, and the entire mountain wall trembled violently.
Centered on the point of impact, a massive, spiderweb-like crack spread wildly, causing countless pieces of rock to fall and stirring up clouds of dust.
Dead silence.
The wind stopped.
All the surviving members of the Knights of God stood frozen in place, as if petrified.
Their mouths gaped open, their eyes widened, their minds went blank, and they completely lost the ability to think.
They were unable to cope with what was happening before their eyes.
Their commander...
That powerful Lord Figarand Garin, whom they regarded as a god...
The man who was just about to judge a sinner and turn him into a specimen...
After launching a sneak attack with its strongest strike...
He was punched...
It flew out of control?
This...this can't be real...
This must be a hallucination!
This idea is even more absurd than the idea that the sun rises in the west.
Chen Ye withdrew his fist, still hovering in mid-air.
The two fingers that were holding Garin's long sword loosened.
Having lost the support of its master's power, this famous sword, stained with countless drops of blood, fell helplessly to the ground.
Chen Ye didn't even glance at the famous sword.
He then looked down at his fingertips.
Then, he raised his fist to his lips, blew on his fingertips, and blew on them.
Blow away the dust that isn't actually there.
This movement is casual and slow.
It is the ultimate contempt for Garin Saint.
After doing all this, he turned his gaze to the dusty ruins of the mountainside in the distance.
His voice wasn't loud, but everyone on the temporarily silent battlefield could hear it clearly.
"A beast is a beast, and its only way of fighting is to resort to sneak attacks."
Also, you don't think you can find my weaknesses with just those two tricks, do you?
I was just teasing you, I didn't expect you to actually fall for it, you idiot!
The voice just fell.
"roar--!!!!"
A roar that was completely inhuman, filled with excruciating pain, humiliation, madness, and endless resentment, suddenly rose from the ruins and soared into the sky!