Chapter 1762 Napoleon VS Yamato (24)
There was a loud "bang" and the layer of armor formed by the golden armament color domineering covering Napoleon's body was actually dented by the stick.
Napoleon suffered such a heavy blow in mid-air that he felt like he was struck by lightning. He screamed and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His body flew straight backwards like a kite with a broken string, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Faced with this series of attacks from Yamato, Napoleon was completely unable to fight back and was in a completely passive situation.
The gap in strength between him and Yamato was clearly revealed at this moment.
Rather than saying they were fighting, it would be more accurate to say that Yamato was teasing Napoleon.
After these several battles, Napoleon gradually realized his own weaknesses.
Although Napoleon's ten-meter-tall body looked majestic, in Yamato's eyes, his movements seemed extremely slow, like a slow-motion replay.
This allowed Yamato to easily avoid Napoleon's attacks, making Napoleon's single attack vulnerable to Yamato.
Realizing this, Napoleon stood up quickly without hesitation. He raised his golden fists, which were wrapped with dazzling golden lightning, as if containing endless power.
As he exerted his strength, a domineering aura shock wave rushed straight towards Yamato like thunder.
When Yamato saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank. It was obvious that he had never expected that Napoleon would suddenly use such a powerful move.
Faced with this sudden attack, Yamato was caught off guard and was instantly enveloped by Napoleon's domineering aura.
The huge shock wave ravaged Yamato's body like a violent beast. Wherever it passed, the surrounding ice surface exploded, as if the whole world was shaking.
Seeing this, Napoleon couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile.
He finally succeeded in hitting Yamato, which made him extremely excited.
At this time, Yamato stood in place, bearing the impact of this powerful shock wave.
When the shock wave dissipated, Napoleon stared at Yamato. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if they wanted to penetrate Yamato's body.
When the shock wave completely dissipated, Yamato's figure gradually appeared, and Napoleon's originally upturned mouth corners suddenly froze.
He was surprised to find that Yamato's body was covered with a thick layer of ice, which tightly wrapped Yamato's body like an ice sculpture.
In the sunlight, the ice block flashed a faint light, which was as fleeting as a shooting star.
Napoleon's expression became more serious. He stared at Yamato hiding in the ice, and his heart began to feel uneasy.
The next second, Yamato freed herself from the ice, revealing her true form in her Ooguchi Shinto form.
Seeing that Yamato was not only unharmed but even the corners of his clothes were not torn at all, Napoleon's mentality collapsed instantly.
He stared at the scene in disbelief with his eyes wide open, feeling filled with frustration.
Just as Napoleon was feeling depressed, a subtle change caught his attention.
Suddenly, a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of Yamato's mouth. The blood slowly dripped down the corner of her mouth and finally dripped onto the ice surface, forming a small pool of blood.
Napoleon stared at the pool of blood, and finally a smile appeared on his silent face.
He realizes that although Yamato appears uninjured on the outside, he is actually injured internally.
And this trace of blood is the proof of her injury.
Napoleon's domineering aura suddenly erupted without warning.
Because this Conqueror's Haki came too suddenly, Yamato had no time to react, let alone send out a Conqueror's Haki shock wave to resist.
Yamato Hao wrapped his entire body tightly with ice, as if he was wearing a layer of indestructible ice armor.
Napoleon's indestructible domineering shock wave hit Yamato like a streaking meteor.
This terrifying impact was blocked by the thick layer of ice on Yamato's body!
Although the ice block had countless cracks under the impact of the Conqueror's Haki shock wave, it did not break after all and recovered quickly.
However, this does not mean that Yamato is safe.
Although the ice blocked the frontal impact of the Conqueror's Haki shockwave, the powerful force still penetrated the ice and hit Yamato's body hard.
The blow was like a huge hammer hitting Yamato, causing her to feel severe pain.
Although the ice on the surface of her body temporarily protected her, her internal body suffered serious trauma.
When Yamato removed the ice cover, she suddenly felt a sweetness in her throat, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably.
However, Yamato was an extremely strong person after all. She endured the severe pain inside her body and swallowed the blood with all her strength.
Otherwise, she would have gushed out blood like a fountain.
At this moment, Yamato's eyes became extremely cold, and she stared at Napoleon as if she wanted to eat him alive.
At the same time, the coldness from Yamato's body spread out involuntarily, and the air around him seemed to condense into frost because of this coldness.
Immediately afterwards, Yamato suddenly threw the Poseidon Trident in his left hand backwards like throwing away garbage.
The trident of Poseidon was spinning rapidly in the air, like a huge gyroscope, and it flew two or three thousand meters away, and finally pierced straight into the ice.
With a "puff" sound, the entire halberd head sank deeply into the ice, leaving only a small section of the handle exposed, as if protesting to Napoleon.
Napoleon watched helplessly as his weapons were thrown away by Yamato like garbage. The anger in his heart was instantly ignited and his face became extremely ugly.
"asshole!"
Along with this roar, Napoleon swung his fist suddenly, and a golden domineering aura instantly erupted like a volcanic eruption.
His feet seemed to be equipped with springs, and he strode towards Yamato, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step.
Seeing this, Yamato raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.
She casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her left hand, and raised the huge mace with her right hand as fast as lightning.
Suddenly, blue-purple lightning wrapped around the mace, like a ferocious dragon, ready to meet Napoleon's attack with bared fangs and claws.
As Yamato swung his arm, the mace whistled towards Napoleon with the force of thunder.
