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Phew!
As expected, Bai Yu swiftly raised his blade to block the high-speed ray-like strike.
Doflamingo lunged forward, launching himself toward Bai Yu with frightening speed.
In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance between them.
Whoosh!
He leaped high, then sent a vicious right-foot kick aimed at Bai Yu's neck.
The speed and power behind the kick were terrifying, slicing through the air with a sharp, howling sound.
More dangerously, Bai Yu, using Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki), instantly perceived a hidden killing move within the attack.
At the very moment Doflamingo kicked, eight near-invisible threads extended from the tip of his toe.
Each thread, thin as spider silk, glimmered faintly—almost transparent, yet lethally sharp.
Bai Yu reacted instantly, shifting his Wushuang Taidao to intercept.
Clang!
Doflamingo's kick landed squarely on the blade, releasing an explosive force that vibrated through Bai Yu's sword.
The sheer impact sent a deep hum echoing from the weapon.
At the same time, the eight razor-thin threads coiled toward Bai Yu's neck, poised to slice.
Whoosh!
In that critical moment, Bai Yu's mind sharpened—he infused the sword with his Qinglong Sword Intent.
A surge of dark red flames flared up, wrapping the blade in raging sword aura.
With a sudden twist of the hilt, Bai Yu reversed the blade's angle.
He slashed at the threads diagonally, cutting from an unexpected direction.
Clang!
The blade collided with the threads in a screech of metal on metal.
These weren't ordinary strings—they were Doflamingo's Parasite Threads, enhanced by his Ito Ito no Mi (String-String Fruit).
Chi-chi-chi-chi!
But Bai Yu's sword—empowered by Armament Haki and blazing with Qinglong flame—was no ordinary weapon either.
Strengthened by his dragon-arm-enhanced power, he severed the eight deadly threads.
They burned away with a hiss.
Phew!
Doflamingo's sneak attack had failed.
He didn't attempt another strike—instead, he retreated with a blur of movement.
"Hmph. So you can use all three types of Haki…"
Doflamingo narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses, a dangerous glint flashing in them.
From Bai Yu's earlier movement, he deduced that Bai Yu had predicted his hidden threads with Observation Haki—and countered with precision.
Now, Doflamingo's demeanor turned serious.
Exceptional swordsmanship.
Mastery over all three forms of Haki.
Enough to force Doflamingo to be cautious.
And yet—he had never even heard of Bai Yu's name.
"Who the hell are you?" he demanded.
Doflamingo found it hard to believe someone with this level of strength had appeared without a trace.
Even mastering Busoshoku and Kenbunshoku Haki required more than just talent—it needed training, guidance.
To him, Bai Yu had to be a hidden trump card nurtured by some secret faction.
"Surprising, isn't it?"
"That there are things even you don't know, Doflamingo," Bai Yu replied calmly, smiling faintly.
"You may not be familiar with me, but I know you quite well."
"Especially your little chess piece—Vergo."
Tch!
The moment the name left Bai Yu's lips, a chilling murderous aura burst from Doflamingo's body.
Even though he currently held the title of Shichibukai, exposing his link to a Vice Admiral like Vergo was dangerous.
As a Warlord appointed by the World Government, his alliance with the Marines afforded him political protection.
But having it publicly acknowledged? That could shatter years of carefully laid plans.
"Dover…"
From behind, Vergo—his expression darkening—called out in warning.
If this information leaked, the entire operation within the Marines would be compromised.
The cover they'd built could collapse overnight.
But Doflamingo raised a hand, signaling Vergo to stay back.
"I guess I don't need to keep you alive anymore."
His tone turned ice-cold as he addressed Bai Yu.
He extended both hands, and sharpened threads formed at the tips of his fingers.
Then, with a flick of his crossed arms, he swung them downward.
Shing! Shing!
Ten sharpened threads burst forward, weaving a deadly web in the air.
This was one of Doflamingo's signature techniques: Overheat Net—a variation of his offensive thread barrage.
These were tougher, sharper, and faster than before.
"Qinglong Slash!"
Bai Yu showed no panic.
He calmly lifted his Wushuang Taidao, channeling more of the blazing sword intent.
With a swift motion, he swung down.
Fwoosh!
A crescent-shaped wave—wreathed in dark red fire—erupted from his sword, roaring toward the incoming net.
The ground beneath it cracked, leaving a long, scorched trench in its path.
The two attacks collided midair.
BOOM!
The impact thundered across the area.
In a flash, the Qinglong Slash exploded with immense force.
Rippp!
The razor-sharp threads Doflamingo launched were shredded.
Despite their enhanced toughness, they only held against the flaming sword intent for a brief moment.
Then—shattered into a flurry of broken fibers.
The slash kept going, slicing through the air toward Doflamingo himself.
Doflamingo frowned, momentarily taken aback.
That move had been dismantled far too easily.
If this kept up, it would become a battle of attrition—one he might not win.
He made his decision instantly.
Hummm!
Just as the Qinglong Slash neared him, Doflamingo bent low, pressing his right palm against the deck.
Channeling his Ito Ito no Mi power, he sent a pulse of energy into the floor.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, countless threads erupted from the deck, writhing like living things.
Under Doflamingo's full control, the threads twisted and wove together.
In front of him, they formed a massive Thread Shield—dense, multilayered, and gleaming under the sun.
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