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"Rokushiki's Rankyaku…" On Cake Island in the New World, even Katakuri couldn't help but be amazed at the overwhelming number of Rankyaku attacks storming across the big screen.
Training Rokushiki was never easy, and Rankyaku was one of the high-level techniques within Rokushiki, requiring both explosive power and extreme speed drawn from other techniques. For someone like Giorno to kick out dozens or even hundreds of Rankyaku in the blink of an eye, his stamina must be skyrocketing.
He muttered to himself, "Such incredible burst power and endurance…"
On the big screen, after a barrage of Rankyaku, Monde was battered and bloodied, looking utterly miserable. Even Big Mom's expression darkened.
"Chopperna Giorno…"
......
Just as Hawk Eyes had predicted, Liam defeated Charlotte Monde.
After that showy Rankyaku storm, this monster Giorno still had enough stamina to relentlessly chase the heavily wounded Monde. All the experts following the tournament were secretly shocked, staring at the tall young man on the screen as if watching a humanoid monster with bottomless stamina.
Under the continuous assault of Liam's Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki) iron rod, Monde's defense became increasingly desperate and awkward.
Her sword techniques were fast, only slightly slower than her younger sister Amande's, but she hadn't expected that, just like her sword was fast, Giorno's rod was also incredibly fast.
This man wasn't only terrifyingly fast, but also terrifyingly strong.
The unstoppable barrage of strikes made Monde's hand numb from gripping the sword to block.
Even if she managed to stab him once or twice, or slash two or three times, Giorno acted as if it was nothing, never pausing, continuing to swing the iron rod relentlessly.
If she accidentally got hit by one or two strikes, Monde would almost be unable to bear it, nearly knocked out from blows to the head.
"Only someone with speed or strength comparable to his can compete… or maybe by relying on the hardness of Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki), I can push him back!"
Monde bitterly thought, shaken to her core as she understood, "His unbelievably massive stamina allows him to maintain overwhelming dominance even against opponents slightly weaker than him… I can't win! There isn't a single chance for me!"
Whoosh…
The sound of the iron rod cutting through the air.
As Giorno pressed forward again with another strike, Monde raised her black sword and fiercely blocked it, but the immense power, which hadn't weakened at all since the start, directly threw her off balance.
Monde flipped midair and landed outside the ring, barely managing to stand.
"Huff… huff…"
Charlotte Monde, sword in hand, gasped for breath, her body covered in countless small wounds from sword strikes, patches of bruised skin, blood on her forehead, looking utterly defeated.
Out of the tournament ring, she had already lost.
The audience seemed stunned for a moment, then burst into roaring applause and cheers.
So violent! So passionate! So thrilling!
Though not everyone had seen every move clearly, Giorno's brutal fighting style obviously matched the tastes of most viewers. When the announcer declared Giorno the victor advancing to the next round, Liam still held the black rod on the stage. He too had some wounds, his clothes torn in many places and bleeding, but he wasn't satisfied.
Not satisfied, not satisfied!
Compared to those huge monsters back in Calm Belt's Rusukaina Island, Monde and the other human opponents all seemed…
Too fragile!
Not fragile in strength, but fragile in stamina.
'Why am I just getting warmed up, while these people are panting as if they're about to collapse?'
'This is just the beginning, are they really this tired already???'
Liam exhaled deeply, then casually tossed the iron rod outside the ring, shaking his head with a look of desolation as he walked down from the stage.
"…" Charlotte Amande walked over to her Nee San (Elder Sister)'s side and glanced back at Liam as he headed toward Robin. She keenly noticed that under Liam's torn clothes, the wounds inflicted by Monde, the Nee San (Elder Sister), both slashes and stabs, seemed to have already healed.
"Zoan? No, he was using his power on stage to manipulate Nee San (Elder Sister)'s sword, so he still has that Magnetic Fruit… Could his restoration power alone rival that of a Zoan?!"
Chopperna Giorno…
While Amande was lost in thought, Monde caught her breath and apologized softly, "I lost."
"It's alright, Nee San (Elder Sister)," Amande said calmly, "Even though it's a Paramecia, it has stamina and restoration power comparable to an Awakened Zoan… and it can manipulate metal with its Devil Fruit. Nee San (Elder Sister), losing to a monster like this is nothing to apologize for."
Monde wiped her wounds and smiled wryly, "I even felt like I was facing Katakuri…"
Amande was silent.
"I see. Just like those jailer beasts rumored to be in the great prison…" Shiryu of the Rain glanced at Giorno walking away with the female captain. This bastard really didn't take Shiryu seriously at all, he had threatened to cut him down several times, but the kid didn't react one bit. "Interesting… with that physique, he should be able to fight even longer, huh? Heh heh heh… I'm really looking forward to it!"
And so, the quarterfinals ended!
As the audience slowly began to disperse, the announcer's voice echoed loudly through the megaphone Den Den Mushi, reverberating throughout the huge arena and on broadcast screens all over the world.
The list of those advancing to tomorrow's semifinals:
Mihawk vs Charlotte Amande!
Shiryu of the Rain vs Chopperna Giorno!
......
"That kid's pretty impressive!" In a private box, Tesoro, adorned with golden jewelry from head to toe, laughed heartily, "Tomorrow's semifinals are going to be something special. Who'll make it to the finals? Ha ha ha…"
He twirled the golden rings on his fingers, fully satisfied with a broad grin. So this is how the strong fight in this world… Incredible. Their bodies can do such things…
"Going to watch it live tomorrow?" Tesoro turned and asked with a smile, "I think seeing it live would be clearer!"
"Huh?" Crocodile, puffing on his cigar with smoke curling across his face, glanced at him and after a few seconds of silence said nonchalantly, "Aren't you supposed to be hiding behind the scenes? That kind of thing? I'm indifferent."
This Giorno kid really looks like he's here to compete for the title of the world's greatest sword hero…
Yeah, probably no problem. I was just being overly cautious.
......
Night had fallen, and the hotel room was brightly lit.
"I'll give him one more day!"
The sound of hot water spilling from the bathtub filled the room. Liam lounged carelessly in the large tub, Robin comfortably resting her head on his chest, eyes closed and smiling faintly as she listened to his casual complaints.
"If he doesn't show up soon, I'm really leaving… following some damn routine competition is like being back in school, damn it, I'm so fed up…"
(End Of This Chapter)