NOVEL WEB Chapter 73: Chapter 73
Under the fierce stimulus of white lightning arcs, every cell in Bai Yu's legs surged with frenetic activity, bursting forth with unrestrained vitality.
In that instant, Bai Yu's speed exploded to a terrifying degree.
Zzt!
The next moment, his right foot stepped into the air with devastating force.
Boom!
A deafening sonic boom tore through the sky.
Bai Yu's form flickered—transformed into a streak of white lightning. His speed was so extreme that his figure became a blur, an untouchable shadow of thunder. Like a blade splitting the sea, he cut a clean path through the center of the monstrous surge of white threads Doflamingo had unleashed.
The enormous white thread tsunami was instantly left in his wake—powerless to keep up with that eruption of raw velocity.
In a flash, Bai Yu appeared before Doflamingo.
Doflamingo's pupils dilated in disbelief. The white-haired swordsman had simply appeared—like a phantom breaking all rules of perception.
But Bai Yu didn't stop.
With the Wushuang Taidao in his hand—unrivaled and divine—he slashed downward with a motion as fast as lightning.
Whoosh!
Even before the blade connected, wind pressure burst forth from its arc, crashing violently against Doflamingo's body.
There was no time to dodge. Doflamingo instinctively crossed his arms in defense.
In the blink of an eye, razor-thin threads flowed across both arms—his Ito Ito no Mi (String-String Fruit) ability, fortified with Busoshoku Haki.
His arms shimmered with a black metallic sheen.
Then the blade came down.
CLANG!
SHRIP!
Even more powerful than the tidal wave of awakened strings—Doflamingo's improvised arm guard couldn't withstand the Wushuang Taidao.
The impact of steel meeting sharpened death rang out across the battlefield.
And then—the blackened armor cracked.
With a harsh ripping sound, the Haki and string covering Doflamingo's arms were torn apart as if paper.
The Taidao didn't stop. It carved deep into his flesh—straight to the bone.
Blood spurted like a geyser.
"Hisss…!"
Doflamingo sucked in a breath, his teeth grinding as pain surged through him.
But the blow—though devastating—wasn't fatal.
Much like Bai Yu's previous duel with Vergo, this strike was powerful, but not decisive enough to sever Doflamingo's arms outright.
Fwoosh!
Using the brief window of reprieve, Doflamingo retreated, gritting his teeth as he withdrew his threads.
Doflamingo had seen it now.
Bai Yu's explosive movement technique, Ben Lei, was monstrous. If he didn't create space, he wouldn't last.
In a clash between elites, surprise attacks only worked once.
I can't let him recover!
Bai Yu's eyes gleamed sharply. He silently vowed:
Finish it now!
Zzt!
Lightning burst beneath his feet once more.
Bai Yu surged forward again, matching Doflamingo's retreat with impossible speed.
Slash!
But Doflamingo had anticipated this. With a flick of his hand, white strings burst from beneath the deck—rising to form a defensive wall.
A string shield—dense and layered—stood in Bai Yu's path.
Doflamingo's sharp instincts had kicked in. He knew: if he could just delay Bai Yu, he could fully release a more lethal, awakened ability.
But then—
"Gather… everything!"
Bai Yu whispered.
At his mental command, he ceased channeling strength into the rest of his body.
All of it—all of his Dragon Force-enhanced power—converged into both arms.
BOOM! BOOM!
Power surged explosively. His arms roared with dragon-like energy. Muscles bulged, glowing with barely restrained force.
"Six-Strike Style: Consecutive Flow—First Form!"
Bai Yu's first slash tore through the string shield as if it were smoke.
Slash!
Threads fell like severed silk.
Doflamingo didn't falter. Another flick—another shield.
"Second Form!"
KRAK!
The second shield was sliced through again—just as easily.
Third Form!
Doflamingo tried again—but Bai Yu's third strike came faster than the last. The shield barely formed before it was obliterated.
The air screamed under the pressure of the sword.
A jagged tear appeared across Doflamingo's flamboyant coat.
Fourth! Fifth! Sixth!
There was no pause. No mercy.
The final three slashes didn't meet any shield.
Because Doflamingo couldn't keep up.
The fourth slash shattered his Haki armor and thread defenses completely.
The fifth slash split open his chest—tearing a massive, diagonal wound across his torso. Blood exploded into the air.
And the sixth slash—
—Bai Yu vanished, only to reappear behind Doflamingo.
Sword still held forward. Lightning arcing silently from the blade.
A single, dreadful second passed.
Splurt!
The deep gash across Doflamingo's chest split open again.
From neck to waist, a canyon of blood was drawn.
Slishhh!
His body was cleaved cleanly in two.
Plop. Plop.
The pieces of Doflamingo's body crashed to the deck.
He didn't move again.
Bai Yu straightened slowly.
His sharp eyes didn't show pride.
Only calm focus.
The Wushuang Taidao was still gripped firmly, its edge glowing faintly with the energy of the six-slash technique.
Ding! System Notification: The host has successfully completed 2000 consecutive sword swings. Reward granted — "Ju·Liulian" proficiency +5%, Dragon Force proficiency +5%, Ben Lei proficiency +5%, Three Haki (Kenbunshoku, Busoshoku, Haoshoku) Proficiency +1%.
Ding! The host has surpassed 3000 sword swings. Reward granted — "Ju·Liulian" proficiency +5%, Dragon Force +5%, Ben Lei +5%, Three Haki Proficiency +1%.
In battle against a Warlord-class opponent like Doflamingo, Bai Yu's sword swing count had soared geometrically.
Two milestones—two batches of system rewards.
Ding! Three Haki proficiency reached 50%. Advanced Haki techniques unlocked.
New knowledge flooded into Bai Yu's mind.
Complex usage methods for Observation, Armament, and Conqueror's Haki—insights drawn from countless battles and elite memories.
He absorbed them all.
Moments later, the arcs of lightning beneath Bai Yu's feet faded.
His Dragon Force transformation receded. His arms returned to normal.
Yet the field was silent.
He glanced at Doflamingo's corpse—cleaved in two and unmoving.
There was no joy in Bai Yu's expression.
Only a quiet frown.
And the blade remained in his hand—unraised, unrelenting.
He was still ready.
For in this world—true warriors never let their guard down, even after a deathblow.
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