Chương 1758: Napoleon VS Yamato (2)

In the blink of an eye, she had flashed in front of Napoleon, as fast as a ghost.

Napoleon had never expected Yamato to move so quickly. His eyes widened and his face was full of astonishment.

Before he could react, the mace in Yamato's hand, with blue-purple lightning, smashed down on his head like a bolt of lightning.

"Thunder ~ Gossip!"

Yamato roared, his voice as loud as thunder, deafening.

As she shouted, the blue-purple lightning wrapped around the mace became more dazzling, flashing with frightening power.

The power of this attack was incredible, and the speed was jaw-dropping.

Napoleon had no time to make any defensive moves and could only watch as the mace with terrifying power came towards him.

In an instant, there was a loud "bang" and a blue-purple lightning streaked across the sky, like a roaring dragon, and struck Napoleon hard.

And just when the mace was about to fall, Napoleon's body finally reacted in self-protection.

A layer of golden light suddenly appeared on his body, which was the light of armed color domineering.

Due to the rush of time, Napoleon's armed color domineering could only barely cover his cheeks, like a layer of gauze, barely visible.

However, before this layer of domineering aura could cover his entire body, Yamato's mace came down like lightning.

In an instant, there was a dull thud, and Yamato's mace hit Napoleon's originally handsome right cheek hard.

The power of this blow was beyond imagination, as if the whole world was shaking.

Napoleon's right cheek began to twist at an alarming speed, as if it was being kneaded by an invisible force.

Along with the twisting, several teeth flew out of his mouth like beads that had broken off the string.

Napoleon's body was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards to the left involuntarily.

His body drew an arc in the air and then hit the hard ice surface heavily.

At the moment of impact, the ice surface made a crisp cracking sound, as if the entire ice surface was about to be shattered by the huge impact force.

Napoleon's body rolled on the ice for more than ten times before finally coming to a slow stop.

At this time, Napoleon had completely lost his former prestige.

He was lying on the ice, his right cheek swollen to a dark purple and puffed up like a blown-up balloon.

His originally handsome face now looked bruised and swollen, beyond all recognition.

Yamato's blow was a severe blow to Napoleon, causing severe damage to his face.

What is even more amazing is that Yamato's speed is so fast that it is like lightning, and Napoleon's body cannot keep up with the pace at all.

Perhaps Napoleon's observation Haki had foreseen the arrival of this attack, but in that short second, his body had no time to react.

Even if he mobilized all his armament domineering, his speed could not be increased instantly to the level required to keep up with the opponent.

This momentary gap was like a chasm that completely separated him from victory.

Napoleon lay limply on the ice like a rag doll that had all its strength drained away. His brain seemed to have lost the ability to think at that moment and fell into a brief blank.

He just stared at the ice surface blankly, his eyes confused, as if he had not yet recovered from the shock.

He just felt his head was a little dizzy, and golden stars kept appearing in front of his eyes, making it almost impossible for him to see the things around him clearly.

Napoleon clenched his teeth tightly, trying to use the pain to stimulate his nerves and make his brain regain clarity as soon as possible.

He shook his head, hoping to shake off the dizziness, but it had little effect.

After a long time, Napoleon finally regained some consciousness.

He slowly raised his head and looked ahead with a blurry gaze. Then, he saw a pair of long legs close at hand.

However, these legs did not bring him any beauty at the moment.

Because these legs are not human legs, but upright dog legs!

It is covered with a thick layer of white fluff, which looks particularly dazzling against the ice surface.

What's even more terrifying is that these legs exude an icy chill that seems to be able to freeze one's soul.

With a loud bang, Yamato held the huge mace in front of Napoleon's eyes, with less than ten centimeters between it and his head.

The spikes on the mace flashed with cold light, making people shudder.

Yamato looked down at Napoleon, her voice echoing on the empty ice surface: "Boy, although your strength is not bad, it is still a little lacking. Your speed can't keep up with the reaction speed of your brain. You can't survive in paradise like this. So, leave here, this is not a place for a weakling like you!"

There was a hint of coldness emanating from Yamato's body, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's bones, making people feel a chill.

This chill made Napoleon, who was originally dizzy, a little more sober. He slowly raised his head and looked at Yamato with a dazed look.

At this moment, Napoleon suddenly seemed to realize something. He jumped up suddenly and retreated quickly like lightning, putting some distance between himself and Yamato.

He moved very quickly, like a frightened rabbit, and was away from the danger area in the blink of an eye.

After Napoleon stood still, he did not relax his vigilance immediately, but stared at Yamato closely, his eyes full of vigilance.

He was secretly surprised because Yamato's speed was so fast that it was beyond his expectations.

He could never have imagined that Yamato's speed would be so fast, simply like lightning.

At this time, Yamato had completed her half-beast transformation. Although her huge body was insignificant in front of Napoleon, it still gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Yamato's fangs are sharp and pointed, flashing with cold light, making people shudder.

Her arms and thighs are strong and sturdy, with clear muscle lines, as if they contain infinite power that may burst out at any time.

Napoleon stared at Yamato and thought to himself, "Animal type, Mythical beast, Dog-Dog Fruit, Big Mouth True God Form... It seems to be a canine animal with great speed and explosive power."

Thinking of this, his nerves became even more tense and he dared not relax at all.

Facing Napoleon's silence, Yamato raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said: "What a stubborn kid!"

Her voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of teasing.