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How strong is Barto right now?

With the complete set of six techniques, outstanding kicking skills, and the basic mastery of Armament Haki, plus the unreliable Observation Haki, all these combined already give him strength that is absolutely at the level of a Supernova.

Not to mention that Bartolomeo also possesses the Barrier-Barrier Fruit, which is considered an absolute defense—the barrier created by the Barrier-Barrier Fruit user cannot be broken even by a monster like Kozuki Oden.

All these factors combined lead to the conclusion that she is stronger than Kuina, who also possesses Haki.

Even among the eleven supernovas gathered in the Sabaody Archipelago three years later, their strength was considered top-tier.

Bartolomeo certainly had reason to be arrogant in front of sixteen-year-old Zoro and sixteen-year-old Sanji.

"Bring it on!"

Barto grinned, "I don't care what moves you use, the two of you shouldn't be able to hurt me!"

"You idiot with the mohawk, are you out of your mind?"

Sanji, a cigarette dangling from his lips, sneered, "No problem, I'll bring you back to your senses in no time, by kicking your head off!"

Zoro, on the other hand, was much more direct. He raised his twin swords and tilted them backward, shouting, "Three-Sword Style: Tiger Hunt!"

A cold glint suddenly appeared, and three silver streaks, accompanied by a piercing shriek, tore through the air.

Before the blade even arrived, the biting wind made Barto's coat flutter. As the blades intersected and converged, three deadly strikes wove together an inescapable web of death.

"Hey! What's with your algae-like hair?!"

Sanji was extremely unhappy about this, saying, "The rooster-haired guy is my rival!"

But Zoro doesn't care about him.

when!

With a crisp sound like steel clashing, three sharp blades, carrying the force of wind and thunder, slashed down on Barto's chest.

"It's no use!"

Bartolomeo laughed heartily, puffing out his chest. "How about you consider changing careers and becoming a chef!"

Zoro was even more enraged, and his three swords transformed into a raging torrent, clanging and slashing wildly at Bartolomeo.

However, none of these attacks caused him any harm except for cutting slits in his clothes.

Are you kidding me?

What's wrong with this guy?

Zoro simply couldn't understand how anyone could withstand a blade's strike with their bare body.

Could it be the domineering aura that Damian mentioned?

"Since you can't do anything about it, then get out of the way!"

A hand grabbed Zoro's shoulder and pulled him backward, while Sanji leaped into the air, shouting, "First Meat!"

A heavy kick landed directly on Bartolomeo's neck.

"Hey!"

Barto didn't even tilt his head. "Curled eyebrows! You're the same! You don't even have the strength to kick someone, you might as well switch careers and become a massage therapist!"

Damian chuckled softly.

Bartolomeo has reached the pinnacle of his life ahead of schedule. How many people in the world can withstand the combined attack of the Pirate King's two wings?

"Tornado!"

Zoro didn't say a word, but his body suddenly spun around, and his three swords slashed at Bartolomeo like a tornado.

"Hey! You bastard!"

Before Bartolomeo could even speak, Sanji stepped back, glaring angrily at Zoro, "Trying to cut me down too?"

"Don't get in my way!"

Zoro leaped into the air, unleashing two sharp flashes of light with each strike, "Dual Sword Style: Ascending the Tower!"

The upward slash struck Barto's waist and abdomen once again, but to no avail.

"hateful!"

Zoro gritted his teeth inwardly—no, he bit the hilt of his sword.

It seems that without mastering the technique of cutting iron, you can't cut this guy!

This guy's body has a hardness comparable to steel!

As he was falling, he was suddenly knocked away by something.

A second ago, Sanji, having created some distance, took a deep breath and shouted, "Shave!"

I only learned the moves from Brother Damian yesterday, and I can only use them barely now.

But that's enough!

Sanji transformed into the wind, and in the instant he passed Zoro, he casually elbowed him in the waist, saying, "Don't get in my way!"

"Wow!"

Zoro only had time to let out a cry of pain before he was sent flying, sliding face-first across the deck for quite a distance.

then.

"Lamb shoot!"

Sanji unleashed his ultimate attack, and after accelerating with Shave, he delivered a powerful flying kick that struck Barto squarely in the chest.

"Hmm!"

Bartolomeo snorted softly, his body also being kicked backward.

But that was all; he quickly regained his balance.

"Are you kidding me?"

Sanji landed, his face filled with disbelief.

A full-force attack couldn't even make that bastard with the mohawk leave his spot?

"It's still a long way off!"

Bartolomeo laughed triumphantly.

The difference is actually that big?

Just as Sanji was feeling defeated, a strong gust of wind swept in.

He instinctively took a step back.

brush!

A sharp blade cleaved down in front of him, even splitting the cigarette in his mouth in two.

"What are you doing, you bastard?"

Sanji glared fiercely at the green-haired man wielding his sword to the side.

"I'd like to ask you what you want to do!"

Zoro roared defiantly, "You want to fight, you bastard?!"

"You think I'm afraid of you?!"

The two ended up fighting.

Damian chuckled softly.

These two are indeed natural enemies.

"You two, aren't you taking me way too seriously?"

Barto's eye twitched. "Impact barrier!"

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, a pale green transparent barrier shot out instantly, hitting the two who were still fighting amongst themselves. Then, with a flip, it pinned them both down.

"What is this?!"

Zoro tried his best to push up the barrier, but it was no use.

"It's that damn rooster-head's ability!"

Sanji gritted his teeth, "Damn it! It didn't even happen this fast three years ago!"

"You said it yourself, that was three years ago when you curled your eyebrows!"

Barto walked over smugly, casually deactivated his power, and said, "Are you convinced now?"

"Are you kidding me!"

Sanji immediately jumped to his feet. "I'll surpass you sooner or later!"

"so,"

Zoro then looked at Damian again, "Is Damian even stronger?"

"My older brother is much stronger than me!"

Barto's most admired person was his older brother, whom he considered invincible!

"As expected of my target!"

Zoro's gaze was intense.

Damian's lips twitched slightly.

Because the golden light above Zoro's head condensed into a seed.

Do you want to overcome yourself?

This dream seems a bit difficult.

"Then I admit defeat."

Damian tentatively began to speak.

"Are you kidding me!"

Zoro angrily jumped to his feet. "Damian, you better get serious! One day, I'll defeat you when you're at your full strength!"

Indeed, taking shortcuts won't work.

"And Kuina! Let's claim the title of strongest in the end!"

Damian's eyes lit up.

The second dream, right?

It's a bit difficult to overcome yourself.

But what Kuina said—

It is not impossible.

Ultimately, Zoro's talent surpasses that of Kuina.

"You look very energetic."

Damian smiled.

next moment.

Zoro's pupils suddenly contracted.

Before he could even see clearly, Damian was already in front of him, and a brilliant arc of light suddenly bloomed before his eyes.

rub!

The air suddenly parted to both sides, and an invisible force tore the air apart, leaving behind a narrow vacuum zone.

Zoro instinctively wanted to back away, his intuition telling him it was extremely dangerous.

But he didn't move, not at all.

The pale blue blade stopped at Zoro's forehead, almost touching the tip of his hair.

"Did you see that clearly, Zoro?"

Damian laughed and said, "A sword that can break steel."

Zoro didn't speak, but just stared blankly at the sword in front of him, lost in a strange atmosphere.

Damian nodded to himself, seemingly having grasped the point.

That being the case.

He turned around and looked at Sanji.

"Sanji, you've pretty much mastered the Shave technique. Let me teach you two more interesting moves."

Meanwhile, in Alabasta, amidst the vast desert, stands a striking white building.

A man with his hair styled in a "3"-shaped bun, the top of which was still slowly burning, was bound and thrown to one side, silently weeping. "I'm doomed. The boss won't let me go. A Shichibukai. The boss is actually a Shichibukai..."

On one side of the not-so-large building, the orange-haired navigator spoke worriedly, "Kuina, our opponent is a Shichibukai. Let's run away after we meet up with Mr. Damian!"

"run?"

Even though she was in danger and still wielding her sword, the blue-haired female swordswoman didn't turn her head. She simply said calmly, "You've got one thing wrong, Nami. You're a wanderer, weak and frail."

"How could Crocodile possibly be a match for Damian?"

"what?"

Nami felt that Kuina was getting a little too arrogant.

That's one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea!

She still felt lingering fear when she thought about the devastating sandstorm she had experienced before, which almost buried her in the desert.

Mr. Damian, please come quickly and take care of Guina!