Chapter 1761 Napoleon VS Yamato (23)
Looking closely, Napoleon's halberd tip pierced the ice armor covering Yamato's body!
The layer of ice armor looked as thin as a cicada's wing, but it was extremely hard. Napoleon's trident of Poseidon only penetrated one centimeter and could no longer move forward.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not pierce the light blue ice armor, as if the ice armor was made of steel.
Yamato looked at Napoleon's unbelievable expression, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.
She slowly raised the mace in her right hand, as if preparing to give Napoleon a fatal counterattack.
"Boy, you are too young!"
As Yamato roared, she gripped the mace tightly in her right hand and smashed towards Napoleon fiercely like a tiger descending from the mountain.
In a flash, Napoleon's observation Haki came into play at the critical moment, allowing him to sense the coming danger in advance.
He was startled and tried to withdraw to avoid the fatal blow.
However, just as he was about to act, an unexpected situation occurred - he suddenly found that his Poseidon Trident was firmly locked by the ice armor covering Yamato's body!
It seemed to be only one centimeter deep, but it seemed to have infinite power. No matter how hard Napoleon tried, he could not pull it out.
And in this brief moment, Yamato's mace had hit Napoleon's left cheek like lightning.
The sharp wolf teeth on the mace, like the fangs of a devil, pierced into Napoleon's left cheek fiercely.
The power of this attack was extremely great. Even though Napoleon had covered his entire body with Armament Haki, he could not completely resist the powerful impact of the blunt weapon.
There was a loud "boom" and the trident of Poseidon in Napoleon's hand fell out of his hand. His body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
In the air, Napoleon's blood fell like raindrops, dyeing the cold ice surface red.
On his left cheek, there was a row of shocking wolf tooth marks, and the bloody holes poked by the wolf teeth were oozing blood.
The ten-meter-tall body slammed heavily onto the ice like a meteorite, making a deafening noise.
The ice surface instantly cracked under this huge impact force, and countless ice cubes flew everywhere.
Napoleon was dizzy from the sudden impact, and the world in front of him seemed to be spinning.
However, unlike the last time, this time his recovery speed was obviously much faster.
He just shook his head hard, trying to dispel the dizziness in his mind.
Finally, Napoleon's consciousness gradually became clear. He quickly got up and stared vigilantly at Yamato not far away.
At this time, Yamato was slowly picking up the Trident of Poseidon that was inserted in front of him.
The entire trident was shining with golden divine light, and the head of the trident even had a faint rainbow color under the sunlight, giving off a heart-pounding aura.
Yamato did not immediately chase Napoleon, but curiously looked at the Trident of Poseidon in his hand.
She gently weighed the weapon and was surprised to find that it was much heavier than her own mace, Ajian.
Looking closely at the Trident of Poseidon, one can see that its length reaches an astonishing thirteen meters, which is taller than Napoleon's height.
Such a huge weapon obviously requires great strength to wield freely.
This Poseidon Trident is obviously no ordinary item. It is carefully crafted from fine iron, seastone and various precious materials.
What’s even more amazing is that it even incorporates half of the Twelve Great Swords of Supreme Power, and its strength and weight are the heaviest among the Twelve Great Swords of Supreme Power that have ever been released.
Not only that, this Poseidon Trident also has the magical ability to control sea water.
When Yamato held it in his hand, the sea water that seeped in from the surrounding cracks seemed to be attracted by something and flowed towards the Trident of Poseidon.
Such a miraculous situation made Yamato marvel at it.
"Good stuff, I want it!"
Yamato held the trident of Poseidon, which was taller than her, with a look of joy on her face and shouted loudly to Napoleon.
Napoleon's anger was instantly ignited when he saw this. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he responded coldly: "Dream on!"
The originally horrifying bloody hole on his left cheek was actually healing slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if this horrific wound was just a trivial injury to him.
Yamato was secretly amazed in his heart, such a terrifying physique was simply beyond imagination.
She couldn't help but think of her own recovery ability as an animal-type mythical beast, which was slightly inferior to Napoleon's.
"As expected, you are the strongest genius in the Rockefeller Kingdom..."
Yamato was amazed in his heart, but at the same time he felt the situation was becoming more and more difficult.
The more powerful Napoleon became, the more Yamato hesitated as to whether to kill him at this moment.
After some inner struggle, reason finally prevailed.
She knew very well that she could not rashly kill Napoleon without caring about the safety of her companions.
After all, in this fierce battle, every decision may affect the development of the entire situation.
Yamato raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile.
She easily carried the huge mace on her shoulder, then looked at Napoleon provocatively and said loudly: "Then take it back from me if you have the guts!"
As she spoke, she deliberately weighed the Trident of Poseidon in her hand, as if to show Napoleon the weight and power of this artifact.
When Napoleon saw this scene, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited. He clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to concentrate all his strength in these fists.
As he moved, a heavy, oppressive aura surged around him like a volcano about to erupt.
"Bring it to me!"
Napoleon roared and pounced directly at Yamato like a tiger descending from a mountain.
His fists were like two ferocious dragons breaking out of the water, striking Yamato's chest and face with unparalleled power.
Yamato saw this and reacted quickly.
She held the trident of Poseidon tightly in one hand and the mace in the other. As one hand was restricted, her movements were slightly inconvenient.
But in the face of Napoleon's fierce double-fist attack, Yamato did not retreat at all.
He flashed and swiftly moved away, cleverly avoiding Napoleon's punch to the head.
Then, she swung the mace in her hand as quickly as lightning and hit Napoleon's chest with a thunderous force.
The power of this stick was extremely amazing. It not only successfully neutralized Napoleon's fist attack, but also hit Napoleon hard.
