Chapter 41: Chapter 39 Loser (Part 1)
Mirror World.
The ground is a mess.
Katakuri did not pursue victory at this time but put away his abilities and quietly looked at his opponent, who was knocked to the ground without saying a word.
At this time, King, who had just endured a stormy beating from the other party, slowly got up and calmly dusted himself off, seemingly unaffected at all.
Katakuri also had an expected expression and said, "Your body seems to be as strong as ever!"
King said calmly, "To be clear, I didn't even use Haki just now! If your power is only at this level, then I am really disappointed!"
"You need to be able to keep up with my speed first!" Katakuri leaned slightly, and the speed under his feet exploded instantly.
"Comparing speed, right?" King's expression remained unchanged, but the flames behind his back extinguished instantly, and he disappeared when the opponent approached, causing the ground to explode beneath his feet.
Katakuri frowned as he jumped into the air. His eyes flashed with red light, and he immediately foresaw the opponent's terrifying increase in speed.
"Interesting, let's see who is faster!"
Two tall figures kept flashing and colliding in the Mirror World. The outpouring of power and Haki kept breaking down the surrounding walls and ground, but they were completely unable to lock onto their figures.
They had fought hundreds of times at such a speed that their vision blurred, yet there was no clear advantage.
Katakuri's arms turned into black, hardened mochi. This move allowed him to increase his destructive power in the fistfight. However, this time the opponent did not choose to continue boxing with him.
"Imperial Flame Wings!"
King's arms, in his hybrid form, turned into huge black wings, and at the same time, they were equipped with high-strength Armament Haki, making their power and intensity comparable to that of famous swords. Especially with the blessing of his terrifying flying speed, they were like black sharp blades slashing towards the opponent.
"Can't dodge!" Katakuri's eyes flashed red, and he couldn't help but look shocked. However, he was in mid-air at the moment and had no time to dodge such a fast attack. He could only use his mochi armament to block it.
Just as he had foreseen, the power of King's move was completely beyond his ability to resist. He had almost no ability to parry, and his body was instantly knocked away and ejected. The terrifying strength even created several ripples in the air out of thin air, which slowly dissipated.
Katakuri's body smashed out an extra-long horizontal groove on the ground, stretching and tearing open the surface. He landed with a backflip but still slid backward quickly without slowing down until he hit a huge wall that cracked and collapsed before he stopped.
This blow caused Katakuri to cough up a small amount of blood, but he quickly adjusted his state and turned on his Observation Haki to the maximum. After suffering a loss, the opponent's terrifying speed and power made him no longer dare to take it lightly.
At this time, Katakuri's vision once again predicted that the opponent would swoop down and launch a pursuit attack on him. He could dodge this time but chose not to.
"Baked Mochi!"
Taking advantage of the opponent's approaching speed, Katakuri's left fist instantly expanded and compressed into a black, hardened mochi fist. The entangled heat actually burst into flames and was fired at the opponent like a rocket launcher. The effect of force is mutual. King's speed of swooping down and the incoming flame cannonball immediately superimposed. Without the ability to foresee the future, King was unable to dodge and was immediately hit in the chest.
The blazing fire exploded in the air, and a black and smoking body fell heavily, with dust and smoke everywhere. Katakuri's Observation Haki immediately noticed the injuries suffered by the other party and even saw the bloodstains on the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help but look surprised.
He slowly approached and asked, "Isn't your body invulnerable to fire and water? How could you be injured by such an attack?"
King didn't answer but stood up with his hands on his charred chest and said, "Now you can win the game, we are evenly matched again!"
Katakuri narrowed his eyes and said to himself, "It seems that you are not without weaknesses! Let me try you again!"
"Bird Mochi!"
With a flick of his big hand, a mochi net was pulled out of thin air and popped up instantly to wrap around the opponent. The extremely sticky mochi net makes it extremely difficult to break free, but if the target is King, it's a different matter. He was seen walking forward calmly, and huge flames burst out from his body, roasting the mochi and scattering it.
"Mochi Thrust!"
Katakuri raised his right hand and gestured at the opponent with a mochi pistol. The outstretched index finger even attached black Armament Haki, and the sound of the shot was like a bullet being fired. However, the armed bullet only spattered a spark on the opponent's body, causing his footsteps to pause slightly without leaving any trace.
Seeing this, Katakuri frowned again and said, "You have returned to a hard physique. Where is the weakness? I don't believe I can't find it!"
"Peerless Mochi Thrust!"
This time, his arm directly transformed into the shape of a machine gun, hardened with Armament Haki again. As the wheel rotated, a large number of Haki mochi bullets poured towards the target, forming a dense torrent of firepower.
At this moment, King opened his arms and instantly turned his arms into black wings to protect his body, blocking all the bullets in front of him. After the firepower covered him, white smoke was seen rising from the wings, but not a trace was left. After withdrawing, King showed a cold and disdainful look.
"Have you had enough? It's my turn!"
Katakuri couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and a red light flashed in his eyes.
"Imperial Blade!"
A flame burst out on the ground, and King's body instantly transformed into the form of a huge Pteranodon. He emerged from the fire, soared into the air, flapped his wings, and fired countless flame bullets from the flames behind him, just like the opponent's machine gun. However, these bullets that also entangled Haki still passed through Katakuri's body without leaving a trace, as if hitting a ball of mochi, unable to touch the opponent's entity at all.
King, high in the air, said coldly, "I see, did you use your superb Observation Haki to deform your body in advance? You are really arrogant!"
This kind of attack obviously did not pose a threat to Katakuri. While dodging bullets, he carefully observed the opponent through his Haki and whispered, "His flames are really tricky!"
"Flame?"
A flash of understanding crossed Katakuri's mind, and he stared at the flames behind the opponent, as if recalling something. He said firmly, "It's absolutely true. When he was competing with me at speed, the flame behind him was extinguished, but it was rekindled just now! Is there another mystery to this flame?"
Thinking of this, Katakuri's body instantly turned into a ball of mochi, avoiding the opponent's dive attack. After pulling away from him, he condensed his body again. He said calmly, "I seem to know your secret. If my guess is correct, then today will be the day of your defeat!"