From the Navy Admiral to the Gotei 13

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and before falling into Katakuri's rice cake pool, Diarmuid forcibly applied gravity to himself, forcing himself to lose weight.

After pausing for a moment, he took a step with the Moon Step and regained his footing in the air, without actually falling into the rice cake on the ground.

But the next moment, two huge hands stretched out from the rice cake pool on the ground, one on the left and one on the right, and as if swatting a fly, they sandwiched Diarmait in the middle and slapped him down hard.

"Papamochi!" Katakuri said solemnly.

Chapter 59: I am a disciple of General Zefa, a top fighter! (Second update)

In an instant, Diarmait was hit by the two palms and trapped in the middle.

The palm of the rice cake, which was hardened by the Armament Haki, was extremely hard. Diarmuid stretched out his arms, one to the left and one to the right, which were also extremely black. They were wrapped in the Armament Haki domineering, resisting the force of the slap.

Fortunately, he was very strong and he blocked the attack.

But he was also very clear that his situation was very bad because he was under arrest.

Powerful gravity repulsion burst out from his arms, but it was still difficult to break Katakuri's awakened devil fruit ability.

At this moment, he finally understood the painstaking efforts of Teacher Zefa, why he always advised him not to put everything on his ability, and that his own strength was also very important.

Not long ago, he could still understand Borsalino, but now he is suffering.

Fortunately, he listened to the advice and followed the arrangements of Teacher Zefa, tempering himself step by step without seeking death. Therefore, he had enough physical strength to block this attack.

Katakuri naturally did not miss this good opportunity. While controlling Diarmait, he also rushed in front of Diarmait at an extremely fast speed.

The huge fist was wrapped in a pitch-black armed color domineering aura, and the finger bones of the fist were transformed from rice cakes into pointed peaks, like a tiger's knuckles worn on the hand.

Can't hide!

A flash of madness flashed in Diarmait's eyes, and the power of the "480" Devil Fruit in his body instantly erupted, forming a powerful repulsive force in front of him.

But this repulsive force was ultimately unable to block Katakuri's punch, it only caused Katakuri's movement to pause slightly.

The next moment, Diarmait suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and some bloody and flesh fragments could be vaguely seen mixed in it.

Then, his figure was blown away by Katakuri like a cannonball.

Fortunately, this punch was powerful enough to knock Diarmait out of his rice cake assimilation range, and Diarmait also hit the ground hard.

The ground completely collapsed where he landed. Diarmait's chest collapsed slightly and his ribs were obviously broken.

Even though there was repulsive force blocking it and the armament Haki hindering it, this attack was still extremely powerful and caused him to suffer serious injuries.

"Super strong rice cake!" Katakuri shouted.

While knocking Diarmait away, he had already caught up with him. The moment Diarmait landed, he punched him down, determined not to give up, as if he was going to kill Diarmait in one breath.

However, despite the serious injuries, Diarmuid was still immune to pain due to his iron will. In his mind, it seemed as if he was not injured at all, and he dodged Katakuri's punch at an extremely fast speed.

Katakuri's punch missed and hit the ground directly, smashing the already broken ground into pieces.

At the same time, the moment his feet touched the ground, the collapsed ground gradually began to transform into a rice cake state.

Katakuri's attack was too fast, one layer after another. After he used the power of energy awakening, Diarmuid was completely at a disadvantage.

After dodging the punch, Diarmait wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Katakuri with a very serious gaze, and said softly: "You are worthy of being the famous perfect man... But it seems that your physical strength seems to be depleted very quickly." That's right, while dodging the attack, Diarmait prepared for defense and counterattack, but found that Katakuri, who was so aggressive just now, did not pursue him.

After a closer look, I found that Katakuri's chest was heaving rapidly, his breathing was quite disordered, and he was trying hard to calm down. Sweat was also constantly flowing from his body. It was obvious that his physical strength was rapidly declining.

"You're right. There's nothing to hide. I'm not yet proficient in controlling this new power, so I'll waste a lot of physical strength in many places..." Katakuri looked at Diarmait and said in a deep voice.

Diarmuid looked at the large area of ​​rice cakes behind Katakuri, and he understood that perhaps Katakuri didn't want to assimilate, but did it unconsciously, and he couldn't control it, so he wasted his energy in vain. "But before I run out of strength, I will have no problem defeating you. After all, your injuries are not light." Katakuri said with a ferocious grin.

"Who knows? I'm used to fatal injuries, and yours isn't even fatal," Diarmait said, shaking off the Nagazo Mikotoru in his hand. Katakuri's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "From the beginning, I've been wondering, you don't feel pain?" "Yes, but I can resist completely in battle," Diarmait said openly, without trying to hide anything.

"Awesome, I also wanted to do this, but so far, I haven't succeeded. You are indeed a formidable opponent!" Katakuri praised without reservation.

“It’s just talent.” Diarmait replied.

Just then, he took action, and Katakuri did the same.

Diarmait slashed with his sword, wrapped in gravity. Katakuri pulled up all the rice cakes on the ground and used this flexible force to block Diarmait's gravity sword.

Then, he emerged from the rice cake, approached Diarmait once more, and launched a punch. This punch surprised Diarmait, surprised that he hadn't used his ability at this opportunity. As expected, this guy had exhausted his energy so much that he could reduce his ability usage unless it was necessary.

Crossing his arms, he took Nagase Mikoto in front of him and took Katakuri's punch head-on. Diarmuid was still analyzing this so-called awakening of ability.

Weighing the force, Diarmait concluded that once one's awakened powers were utilized, their physical abilities seemed to improve. Katakuri's punches were definitely much heavier than before! "Those with powerful Devil Fruit abilities often unconsciously prioritize developing their abilities, which can lead to weaknesses in other areas. Diarmait, your swordsmanship has proven this. I can sense that while your Gravity Blade is powerful, your swordsmanship is merely so-so. So... how about close combat?" Katakuri said as he unleashed a punch.

Diarmuid knew very well that Katakuri was not talking nonsense, but was engaging in psychological warfare during the fight, talking trash and trying to undermine the opponent's will.

This is also a commonly used technique in combat, so when masters fight, the words that come out of their mouths often have deep meanings.

But Diarmuid had a will of steel, how could he be shaken by Katakuri? As Katakuri's punch came down, he twisted his waist and dodged the blow in a strange posture. Then, he twisted his feet, as if he was wound up, and spun around to right himself, and threw an elbow at Katakuri's chest with his backhand.

"Heavy artillery elbow!" Diarmait shouted.

Katakuri was unable to dodge and a big hole appeared on his chest. He actively avoided the attack and seemed to have swallowed Diarmait's elbow.

But Diarmuid didn't panic at all. As his elbow sunk into Katakuri's chest, he pressed his body in front of Katakuri. He pulled his left foot back, pressed his waist first, then suddenly lifted it up, and pressed his shoulder hard against Katakuri's body. Brute force followed, and this blow almost gave Katakuri a stitch in the side. His tall figure was directly knocked back...

"I'm sorry to hear that my teacher has already warned me about the principles you mentioned several years ago. By the way, I am the chief of the 6th Marine Officer Training Camp, and I studied under the Navy Admiral Black Arm Zephyr. Maybe I am indeed a mediocre knivesman, but what do you think of close combat?" Diarmait moved his shoulders, took two light steps, and assumed a fighting stance, and said softly.

Katakuri's feet landed on the ground, sending the rice cake flying. He stepped back a few steps and clutched his chest, releasing the force and easing the pain. He stared intently at Diarmait and said gravely, "So that's how it is. So you're Black Arms, Zephyr's disciple? That's not surprising."

The Navy Admiral. Black Arm. Zephyr, though not a Devil Fruit user, relies on his powerful Haki and close combat skills to rank among the world's top fighters. He carries the banner of the World Government's highest military power and stands at the position of Navy Admiral.

It is conceivable how powerful he is in this aspect. It can be said that at this level, he is not inferior to the monster Garp.

Maybe he can't compare to Garp in other aspects such as strength and natural physical fitness, but in terms of skills, he is definitely better than Garp!

Diarmuid stretched and retracted his arms as if he was making a gesture, and completely entered the melee state. He took a step forward and took the lead in launching the attack. In an instant, he was in front of Katakuri.

Katakuri reacted extremely quickly and threw a punch, but Diarmuid flicked his wrist and grabbed Katakuri's elbow directly and accurately. He squeezed it with his hand and used the force to lift his body upwards, eliminating the height difference between him and Katakuri. He turned in the air and kicked like a whip, sweeping out and kicking Katakuri's neck!

There was a hint of surprise in Katakuri's eyes, but his body reacted extremely quickly. He instinctively raised his other hand, folded it, and covered it next to his ear.

The next second, Diarmuid's kick hit Katakuri's arm, causing him to stagger.

At this moment, Diarmuid kicked his arm with his 2.9 leg, which hooked downwards and hung directly on his arm. He suddenly lifted his waist, and his body bounced up with extraordinary flexibility, and directly wrapped around Katakuri's upper body, and grabbed his neck with his backhand.

This set of movements was extremely fast. The moment they fought, Diarmuid's figure had already moved from in front of Katakuri to behind him. He exerted force with his hands and forced Katakuri to fall backwards.

As Diarmuid's feet landed on the ground, he generated force from his feet, roared, and instantly threw Katakuri's tall body over his shoulders and sent him flying into the distance.

It happened so quickly that from the time Diarmuid grabbed Katakuri's elbow to the time he threw Katakuri away, it only took two breaths.

Katakuri really didn't have time to react and was smashed directly to the ground. Fortunately, the area where he landed was full of rice cakes, so he didn't suffer too serious injuries.

But after this blow, he realized a problem.

That is, a pirate like him who is good at close combat and martial arts can't really compare with a regular and professional navy like Diarmait.

"If you are stingy with your energy and don't use your awakened ability to fight with the same momentum as at the beginning, Katakuri, you will definitely lose!!!" Diarmait put his fists in front of him, one in front and one behind, in a fighting stance, and said in a deep voice.

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Chapter 60: The outbreak of domineering aura! (Three more chapters)

Katakuri slowly stood up, with some blood foam coming out of his nose. Listening to Diarmait's words, he felt helpless.

Is it him? Is it because I don’t want to use the power of awakening?

I really can’t stand it!

In Diarmuid's opinion, Katakuri's physical strength was declining very quickly, but Katakuri himself knew that it was no longer a question of speed.

His condition was quite bad, but out of his pride he forced himself not to show it.

Do you really think that the 'Earth-shattering Star' released by that bastard Diarmuid just now is so easy to deal with?

The intense pressure of gravity, coupled with a warship-sized mass of earth and rock pressing down on him, that feeling... was simply exhilarating!

At this moment, Katakuri was on the verge of collapse, so he was unable to defeat Diarmuid in one go.

He has now tried his best to maintain the power brought to him by awakening, and use this power in small amounts to fight against Diarmait.

"But that guy is right. If this goes on, I will definitely be the loser. Instead of doing that, I might as well take a gamble! Let's have another full-scale outbreak..." Katakuri thought to himself.

With certainty in his heart, Katakuri's originally slightly weak aura rose again.

Not long after the two of them fought, Katakuri had already used his Observation Haki to detect that something had happened at the port.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the navy, which means that his retreat has been cut off.

Now, the only way to retreat calmly is to defeat Diarmait.

Given Diarmait's demonstrated strength and talent, he might not be well-known now, but he must be highly valued within the Marine Headquarters.

If we can hold Diarmait hostage, we might be able to force the navy to retreat and leave here.

Thinking of this, Katakuri no longer had any distracting thoughts in his mind.

The momentum on his body continued to rise!

“That’s right…” Diarmait said softly.

He slowly put away his fighting stance, and his aura also rose. At the same time, a pale purple energy halo inexplicably surged under his feet, and he was ready to activate his abilities at any time.

"Unparalleled Donut!" Katakuri first growled, then used his awakened power again.

In the air around his body, several huge donuts formed by rice cakes suddenly condensed.

Diarmait's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he stretched out his hand to grab the air. Chang Zeng Mihu Che, who had fallen to the ground, was directly guided by gravity to fly into his palm.

"Gravity Blade. Roaring Tiger!!!" Diarmuid raised his hand and slashed at Katakuri with the blade.

The blade transformed into a tiger, making a tiger roar.

Katakuri also growled, "Nuo Tuan Chanting!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, huge rice cake-shaped arms burst out from the several huge donuts around him, wrapped in armed color domineering, and attacked Diarmait fiercely.

The powerful punch directly defeated Diarmait's gravity knife. Diarmait stepped on the ground and retreated violently. At the same time, circles of energy continued to accumulate on the long sword in his hand, wanting to burst out, but was suppressed by Diarmait on the sword.

After just performing this set of moves, Katakuri already felt powerless, and his eyes were a little black, which was a sign of exhaustion.

But this man had a very strong will. He stomped his feet hard to stop his shaking figure. His eyes were red and even his pupils shrank a little.

"Rush forward, feast!!!" Katakuri roared.

At this moment, he unleashed all the strength in his body without holding back at all.