Legacy of the Six Paths Senjutsu

For several minutes, the battle between Ayr and Golden Lion had raged, their blades clashing in an unrelenting storm of steel.

In this short time, they had exchanged hundreds of blows—a testament to their speed and skill.

Golden Lion's swordsmanship was as wild as a tempest, a whirlwind of razor-sharp slashes, carrying the weight of legendary ferocity.

Yet, despite its terrifying force—

It wasn't pushing Ayr to his limit.

Golden Lion was still holding back, not unleashing the full extent of his strength.

And because of that, Ayr wasn't under true pressure.

Instead, he was using this battle to refine himself.

With every strike, every parry, every near-fatal counter, his swordsmanship sharpened.

His instincts honed.

Golden Lion narrowed his eyes.

"You're improving mid-fight?"

He wasn't mistaken.

As a great swordsman, he could sense even the slightest change in a warrior's blade.

And right now—

Ayr's technique was evolving.

Each swing of his sword carried more weight, more precision, more intent.

"Unbelievable… even I can't grow mid-battle like that," Golden Lion muttered under his breath, his interest in Ayr deepening.

But then—

Ayr suddenly jumped back, creating distance between them.

His eyes were calm, his breathing steady.

He had already absorbed all he could from this battle.

Fighting further wouldn't help him grow anymore—not against a great swordsman like Golden Lion.

He had reached the limit of what he could currently understand about swordsmanship.

So now—

It was time to test something else.

Ayr exhaled.

"Time to test the power inherited from the Nine Tails."

A new power—one Ayr had never used before in battle.

The Tailed Beast Bomb.

A technique that stood at the pinnacle of destruction—an S-rank ninjutsu from the Hokage world.

Originally, Ayr would have needed to unlock at least four tails to use it.

But due to the unique nature of his awakening, he had been granted immediate access to the technique upon unlocking Nine Tails.

He had heard the legends.

He had seen its devastation.

But—

He had never actually unleashed it himself.

Until now.

With a smooth motion, Ayr sheathed his blade.

Golden Lion raised a brow.

"Are you surrendering, Ayr?"

There was no mockery in his voice—just curiosity.

He had wanted to continue fighting, to push Ayr further, to force him to reveal more of his abilities.

But now—

Ayr was changing tactics.

"No."

Ayr shook his head.

Then—

He raised his palm.

A pulse of ominous energy rippled through the air.

And in an instant—

A sphere of purple-black chakra began to form in his hand.

The moment it appeared—

The entire Rocks Pirate ship fell silent.

A wave of overwhelming pressure crashed down on everyone present.

The air itself seemed to shudder, as if resisting the sheer force being concentrated in Ayr's palm.

The sphere expanded, its energy spiraling with barely-contained destruction.

Ayr's presence surged, his power reaching a new peak.

Even those who had been watching casually felt a chill run down their spines.

"What… the hell is that?"

"This pressure… it's suffocating!"

"Did this guy eat some kind of mythical Zoan Devil Fruit!?"

"Get back! If that thing explodes, we're all dead!"

Even though the attack hadn't been fired yet…

They could feel it.

The pure, unrestrained devastation condensed within that dark sphere.

Even Whitebeard, who rarely reacted to others' powers, let out a deep laugh.

"Gu ra ra ra… That's one hell of an ability. The weight of that power… it's not weak at all."

Charlotte Linlin's eyes gleamed.

"That kind of power… at his age?" She folded her arms across her chest. "He's already outclassing every other young monster on this ship."

The Rocks Pirates were filled with titans, warriors who stood at the top of the world.

And among them were many young prodigies.

Yet right now—

None of them could compare to Ayr.

Not at his age.

Ochoku let out a low whistle.

"A 100-million bounty?" He scoffed. "Feels like it should be ten times that."

Even Rocks himself, who had been watching in silence, finally smirked.

"Looks like today was a good day to go out to sea."

Ayr's current strength was nothing to Rocks.

But his potential?

That was an entirely different story.

If he had already reached this level…

Then his future was terrifying.

Back on the battlefield—

Golden Lion tightened his grip on his swords.

"If I had to guess…" He studied the growing sphere of annihilation.

"This is your strongest move, isn't it?"

Ayr smirked.

"You're exactly right, Mr. Shiki."

Right now, his abilities consisted of:

Conqueror's Haki

Sage Body

The power of Nine Tails

And the Tailed Beast Bomb

The first three were enhancements—they boosted his physical strength, durability, and power.

But this?

This was different.

This was his trump card.

For the first time, he was unleashing the Tailed Beast Bomb in battle.

And even he didn't know its true destructive capability.

But he was about to find out.

The purple-black sphere stabilized.

It had grown to a full meter in diameter, a dense mass of chaotic, crushing chakra.

Then—

With a single motion—

Ayr fired it.

"BOOM!"

The Tailed Beast Bomb tore through the air like a meteor, accelerating with unstoppable momentum.

Though smaller than the massive orbs used by a fully released Nine Tails, it still carried enough power to obliterate anything in its path.

Even at one tail's strength, it was a technique of absolute destruction.

Golden Lion's eyes narrowed.

The attack was fast.

Too fast.

And as it closed in—

For the first time in this battle—

Golden Lion felt pressure.

This attack—

Wasn't just strong.

It could actually kill him.

And with that realization, Golden Lion's expression finally turned serious.

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