The power contained in this strike was even greater than the previous attack, like a towering mountain collapsing with overwhelming force crashing down toward Lancelot.
Faced with such a fierce and sharp assault, Lancelot was also startled, his pupils involuntarily contracting slightly.
He could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within this blow, and even he felt a trace of pressure.
"This little guy is absurdly strong!"
Lancelot inwardly marveled.
Yet, despite the perilous situation, he did not panic. Instead, he quickly adjusted his stance, ready to meet this thunderous strike head-on.
Just with this blade...
This "little guy" could firmly hold the position of Elite Vice Admiral at Marine Headquarters...
"Soru..."
With a soft exclamation, Lancelot's figure instantly blurred, vanishing from his original position like a bolt of lightning.
In the blink of an eye, when the crowd caught sight of him again, he had already appeared on the other side of the arena like a phantom.
Lancelot forcefully pushed off the ground with both feet, shooting straight into the sky like an arrow released from its bow.
His astonishing speed and explosive power seemed to tear through the surrounding air, producing a sharp whistling sound.
At that moment, Andrew, who was swinging his sword downward mid-air, still wore an expression of shock that had not yet faded.
He had never expected Lancelot to move with such ferocious speed.
By the time Lancelot appeared above him like a divine warrior descending from heaven, Andrew didn't even have time to form a thought of resistance.
Lancelot was already above him.
He extended a hand and gently placed it on Andre's head.
Yet this seemingly gentle action unleashed terrifying power in the next instant that chilled everyone to the bone!
Andrew felt as if a mountain had suddenly pressed down on his head.
The irresistible force came crashing down like tidal waves, forcing his body to plummet downward uncontrollably.
To make matters worse, since he was already descending, the combination of these two forces left him completely helpless.
Thus, before everyone's eyes, Andrew fell like a shooting star, crashing rapidly toward the ground.
In mere moments, he struck the hard earth with tremendous force.
"BOOM..."
A dull, heavy sound echoed as the ground shook violently, dust flying and debris scattering in all directions.
The powerful impact caused the ground to shatter, forming a massive crater.
Andrew's head was deeply embedded in the earth, his face making intimate contact with the soil.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Immediately after, sinister, terrifying cracks spread across the ground like a spiderweb.
These cracks continuously extended and expanded, growing more numerous and dense until they rapidly spread in all directions from the point where Andrew's head had impacted.
Wherever the cracks passed, the ground collapsed as if the entire area was on the verge of complete disintegration.
Finally, a hundred-meter-wide crater appeared in the area.
At this moment, Andrew struggled to slowly rise from the ground.
But his current appearance was horrifying to behold.
The word "disheveled" fell far short of describing his miserable state.
Perhaps only "wretched" could barely capture it.
The first thing that caught the eye was the half of his face that had hit the ground first—swollen beyond recognition, bulging high like an overripe persimmon.
His mouth had split open from the violent impact, blood gushing out like a spring, dripping down his chin and staining the earth beneath his feet.
Worse still, one of his teeth had been knocked out during the fierce collision.
Yet, despite suffering such severe injuries, Andrew's eyes still sparkled with unyielding determination and fury.
His hands, bulging with veins, tightly gripped the heavy greatsword, as if channeling all his strength into that single grasp.
At the same time, his gaze burned like twin flames, fixed unwaveringly on Lancelot not far ahead, openly revealing his intense desire for another battle.
His stance suggested that if Lancelot made even the slightest move, he would not hesitate to raise his sword again and launch another heart-stopping life-or-death confrontation.
"Stop."
At that moment, the clan chief arrived swiftly with several giants and directly intervened to stop Andrew.
First, he offered Lancelot a warm smile: "I apologize on behalf of this young man."
Lancelot waved his hand dismissively: "No need... I quite like this kid anyway. Besides, who hasn't been young?"
Lancelot was no saint.
Although Andrew's attack had been extremely fierce and was clearly a provocation, he hadn't sensed any killing intent from Andrew.
So Andrew truly just wanted to spar with him.
He wasn't exactly a good person, but he still possessed enough magnanimity for this.
The clan chief's smile widened, and his gaze toward Lancelot grew even more friendly.
He then shot a stern look at Andrew. "In that last strike, he already held back. Otherwise, you'd be dead right now, not bouncing around like this."
Andrew's expression shifted dramatically upon hearing this.
He glanced between the clan chief and Lancelot, finally asking with disbelief.
"Grand Chief, are you saying he wasn't even using his full power earlier?"
The clan chief chuckled lightly.
"According to intelligence, he is a Great Swordsman. Moreover, he has mastered Rokushiki to an extremely high level... neither of which he demonstrated much during your earlier fight."
He added in his mind, 'This is totally like teasing a child...'
After all, he had lived for over two hundred years.
Although his strength couldn't compare to that young lad Andrew, he still had enough discernment.
At this moment, Lancelot turned to look at Baby-5 and Lise on the warship.
The two immediately understood and arranged for people to carry up the massive weapons one by one...
The giants' eyes lit up the moment they saw those weapons.
Even Andrew, who was still in shock, was completely captivated.
His eyes were fixed intently on the first greatsword.
As a swordsman, he could naturally distinguish the quality of a sword.
The clan leader even directly picked it up and examined it carefully.
The more he looked, the more satisfied he became.
He raised his head to look at Lancelot, his expression turning serious as he said solemnly.
"Rear Admiral Lancelot, due to your battle with Tengu, you've already made a name for yourself in the West Blue. Your Four Seas Exchange has become widely known throughout the West Blue, thanks to intentional dissemination by the Kano Country."
He paused here.
Then added, "I can entrust our tribe's transactions to your Four Seas Exchange, but under one condition."
Lancelot didn't mince words, stating directly, "Speak. As long as it's not excessive, I can agree."
Giants were an existence that couldn't be ignored anywhere.
No matter which sea they were in, they held significant positions and wielded considerable influence.
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