Marine Headquarters Academy. Within the vast training field, blue lightning and golden laser beams flickered and collided. But all within a controlled range. Around the edges stood elite class cadets, all staring in awe at the two figures in the center. Shoo shoo shoo shoo... Lightning and lasers clashed, with countless arcs and beams scattering outward. The separated lightning and lasers took on human form. Borsalino tilted his head slightly to the right and said: "You're strong like a monster~" The words were serious, but the tone was sarcastic and sing-song. Enel curled his lips with a smirk: "That doesn't sound like a compliment." As he spoke, lightning sparked at his wrists and ankles. The golden rings on his limbs melted and deformed, transforming into two short blades. Drawn by electricity, they dropped into his hands. Gripping them tightly with both hands, he struck a pose. Enel grinned wickedly. Then turned into a bolt of blue light and lunged at Borsalino. The sound of electricity rang out. Enel appeared to Borsalino's right side, swinging both blades downward. Borsalino made an exaggeratedly terrified face, his mouth shaped as if screaming, pupils shrinking dramatically. At some point, a sword of light nearly as tall as himself had appeared in Borsalino's hands. It blocked the incoming twin blades. Looking at Enel, he sighed in mock frustration: "Are you trying to kill me~?" Hearing the sarcastic tone, Enel grinned and said: "You figured it out, huh." Just as he finished speaking, Enel's eyes fired bolts of lightning as thick as index fingers toward Borsalino. At the same time, lasers fired from his eyes. Lightning and laser collided, producing massive energy. A small mushroom cloud rose up. In a flash of light, the two figures reappeared. Borsalino opened his mouth dramatically: Enel snorted, Haki coating his hands and short blades. He turned into a bolt of lightning and charged Borsalino. Clang clang clang clang... The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel★fire.net Blades and swords clashed nonstop. They broke apart again. Enel spun the short blades in his hands: "Careful now, Borsalino." "This is a new technique. Don't die on me." Borsalino made a troubled face: Enel grinned, the electricity on his blades stabilizing to a steady frequency. He vanished, reappearing in front of Borsalino. And slashed down with one blade. A completely ordinary move. It didn't appear any different. Borsalino raised his sword to block. But the moment they connected Borsalino's pupils shrank! His sword, the Ama no Murakumo, was cleanly sliced in half. (T/N: Borsalino forms a long, very sharp and durable sword out of light and solidifies it) No time to think—his body turned into specks of light and blinked away. Reformed behind Enel. He let out a long breath: "Too dangerous, Enel." Enel missed the strike, retracted his blades, and turned around: "I told you to be careful." The lightning-forged short blades melted back into golden rings, returning to his wrists and ankles. Their Devil Fruit powers made them nearly untouchable. No matter how long they fought, neither could catch the other. If one move failed to land, there was no point in continuing. It would just waste time. Seeing Enel put away his weapons, Borsalino relaxed immediately: "You've grown so fast, Enel~" "Knowledge is power." "Want to study with Vegapunk-sensei?" Borsalino seemed tempted, but at the thought of science, his scalp tingled: "You can come visit sensei with me sometime." "He could give you some pointers." At that moment, Zephyr walked over: "Alright, time to rotate." "Let someone else have the field." "Understood! Zephyr-sensei!" Then vanished in a bolt of lightning. And strolled off slowly. Watching Borsalino's lazy demeanor, a vein popped on Zephyr's forehead: Meanwhile, off the field, Enel saw two people waving at him. "Long time no see, Enel." "That last move was impressive." Enel scratched his head: "Knowledge is power, right?" "That's what you told me." "Looks like you've learned a lot from Vegapunk lately." Suddenly he remembered something: "Right—Sakazuki-san." "Yesterday Vegapunk-sensei said he had something to ask of you." Sakazuki raised a brow: He vanished in a flash of lightning. Seconds later, he reappeared holding a newspaper. Flipping to a specific page, he handed it to Sakazuki. Sakazuki took the paper. Staring at the image of a mythical beast mid-flight, his brow furrowed: "Does he want it alive or dead?" "Uh... preferably alive." "This guy's a Devil Fruit user, right?" "Vegapunk-sensei wants to study the flesh of a mythical creature." "If it dies, the fruit power disappears." "Yes, it's a Devil Fruit user." "Fish-Fish Fruit – Mythical Zoan – Azure Dragon model." "Captain of the Beasts Pirates — Kaido." Sakazuki folded the paper and handed it to Karol: "He managed to escape from you?" Enel was surprised too—was this pirate really that powerful? Sakazuki shook his head: "That was a long time ago." "During the Battle of the Valley of Gods." "I was about to finish him when Charlotte Linlin suddenly intervened." "I'd planted a magma bomb inside him." "She must have rescued him afterward." "Gather information on Kaido." On the beach near the harbor, corpses were strewn everywhere. A pirate ship sat securely at the shore. Another ship had been smashed in half and lay in pieces. Supplies and treasure were scattered all over. Under the wreckage, a group was having a bonfire party. A tall, burly man with horns sat beside the fire. His "seat" was made from several stacked pirate corpses. A giant sake jar, the size of two heads, was emptied in one gulp: He let out a long breath, still unsatisfied. He reached for another jar. But was stopped by a similarly massive man— with black wings and clad in dark armor: "Kaido-san, you shouldn't drink anymore." "You've had five jars already." "Your body can't handle it." Kaido laughed heartily: He grinned and forcibly grabbed the jar. Before King could protest, Kaido suddenly spat it all out. Then erupted into a violent coughing fit. Once he recovered, he wiped the corner of his mouth. His face had turned grim. He hurled the sake jar away—it shattered on impact. His hand unconsciously touched the left side of his chest.