Chapter 102: A Shattered Heart
Ochoku realized that his Armament Haki and swordsmanship were both superior to Redfield’s, yet every cunning strike he launched was blocked with precision.
Even more infuriating, Redfield had the audacity to use Logia intangibility right under his Armament-clad attacks, effortlessly evading what should have been a surefire finishing move. His arrogance was boundless.
"Your Observation Haki... you’ve already mastered future sight?!"
The sheer offensive power of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit forced Ochoku to clad his entire body in Armament Haki, significantly increasing his stamina consumption. His expression darkened.
Redfield’s devil fruit not only granted him devastating lightning-based attacks but also gave him speed akin to a thunderbolt. Under Captain Brook’s guidance, he had even fused electromagnetic waves with his specialized Observation Haki, allowing him to effortlessly perceive his enemies’ intentions.
"I haven’t reached the level of foreseeing the future just yet, but predicting your movements? That much I can do."
Easily sidestepping Ochoku’s relentless assault, Redfield spun his sword in a casual flourish, dispersing the surrounding electricity. He had decided to face Ochoku head-on in a pure test of swordsmanship, using this battle to temper his skills and inch closer to the rank of the world’s greatest swordsman.
"You think I’ll just be your whetstone? You’d better be careful, or you’ll lose your life!"
Ochoku saw through Redfield’s intent. A bloodthirsty glint flickered in his eyes—one that spoke of mutual recognition between warriors. A few years ago, he too had possessed the same unyielding arrogance.
A swordsman must face battle with pride. Even if the enemy is stronger, they must advance fearlessly, cutting down any obstacle in their path.
"Come! I won’t fall here. My dreams are far from over! You’ll be the stepping stone to my ascent!"