Chapter 50: The New Generation’s Executives
“Senbon!”
Nid raised both hands, countless thin needles shooting out from his fingertips, forming a silver ribbon in the air.
Ding, ding, ding…
Ember skillfully swung his blade to block them; although these needles were numerous, their power was not great, and Ember easily blocked them.
“Flame Slash!”
Attaching the flames from his back to the blade, Ember twisted his wrist to draw a flame vortex that shredded all the remaining flying needles, then without losing momentum, he slashed horizontally directly at Nid.
“Needle Thorns!”
Seeing the opponent coming fiercely, Nid no longer tested and directly crossed his hands.
Several massive piercing needles thrust out from his body, each as thick as an arm, with their tips coated in pitch-black Armament Haki.
Several thick long needles interlocked directly to block Ember’s slash, keeping the sharp blade and scorching flames isolated a few steps away.
“Not done yet!”
While blocking the blade, numerous long needles suddenly grew from those originally smooth needle bodies, just like tree branches splitting off.
These sharp long needles kept branching, then branching again… in the blink of an eye, Ember’s figure was engulfed in the thorn forest formed by these steel needles.
“Hehe! Foolish brat, you shouldn’t have approached me so easily.”
“Get skewered into roast bird in this Needle Thorns Forest.”
Seeing his move succeed, Nid couldn’t help but mock Ember.
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On the other side.
“Horn Mochi Cluster!”
“Ton Pressure Fist!”
No flashy skills, just two fists coated in Armament Haki smashing fiercely together, the unleashed fist wind directly blowing away the nearby pirates who were too close.
“Hehe~ Not bad, but you’re still too young, brat!”
“Hah!”
Han Mo’s fist suddenly erupted with terrifying power again, directly forcing Katakuri back, the mochi cluster wrapped around his arm also shattered.
“Your soft punches can’t hurt me!”
After landing the hit, Han Mo didn’t press the advantage but stood in place, letting Katakuri reset his stance.
“Show some true ability, let me see the strength of that monster woman’s son!”
“『Heavy Fist·Han Mo』. As expected, there’s no such thing as a wrong nickname.”
Facing the opponent’s disdain, Katakuri wasn’t angry but instead acknowledged his strength.
“Hahaha, of course! When I made my name on this Sea with these fists, you weren’t even born yet.”
With that, Han Mo raised his fists again, each one a size larger than the opponent’s head.
Note that although Katakuri was only sixteen, as the son of BIG MOM, his height was already nearly three meters, taller than Aoxi and Obei stacked together by half a head.
“Mountain Splitting Fist!”
The massive fist carrying immense force assaulted Katakuri’s chest again, its power visibly much stronger than before.
However, this time Katakuri seemed stunned, making no move—no dodging, no defending—just letting Han Mo’s giant fist punch right through his body.
Puff!!!!!
The fist with the black gauntlet pierced out from behind Katakuri…
“Wh-what!”
“Lord Katakuri!”
“Brother Katakuri!”
“Katakuri!”
The BIG MOM Pirate Crew members, including BIG MOM’s other children, looked on in shock; some even rushed over desperately.
“No need to come, I can handle this guy alone.”
Katakuri stopped the crowd wanting to advance; though his chest should have been pierced, he acted as if nothing happened, his voice under the scarf still full of vigor.
“Damn you! Brat, what the hell is this!”
From the moment he hit, Han Mo sensed something wrong—no muscle sensation from his fist, instead a sticky feeling.
Sensing trouble, he tried to pull his fist out from Katakuri’s body but couldn’t; it was like a vortex sucking it in, impossible to escape!
“Don’t forget, I’m a Mochi-Mochi Fruit ability user; mochi clusters are very sticky.”
“Bastard!”
Han Mo raised his other fist to smash down, but the instant he lifted it, Katakuri’s hands turned to mochi, wrapping Han Mo’s entire body.
“D-damn! This soft ability…”
The mochi clusters wrapped around Han Mo’s arms connected to the body, making it hard for him to exert force.
“Sorry, I can’t keep my older brother and brothers waiting too long.”
Katakuri stepped back, pulling Han Mo’s fist out of his body.
Now the opponent’s arm and body were stuck together; even with mountain-moving strength, he could no longer swing his fist.
“Slash·Cut Rice Cake!”
Giving no chance, Katakuri, free of the fist, leaped up, then used his ability to spin rapidly in mid-air into a doughnut shape.
His body then slammed down, reverting from doughnut form while swinging his mochi-ized right arm forcefully; the rapidly descending right arm was covered in spikes and his strongest Armament Haki.
Boom!!!!!
Han Mo, still struggling against the mochi cluster, was struck directly on the head; the powerful Impact shattered his consciousness on the spot, cracking the surrounding ground instantly.
“So… hard fist.”
These were Han Mo’s last words before falling.
“Oh!”*n
“Brother Katakuri won!”
“Well done! As expected of Lord Katakuri!”
“I knew Brother Katakuri was the strongest!”
Seeing Katakuri dispatch an enemy executive so cleanly, the surrounding BIG MOM Pirate Crew cheered.
At this time, the eldest son Perospero came to Katakuri’s side and asked with concern: “You okay, Katakuri. Perorin~”
“Huff~ I’m fine.”
Katakuri, somewhat out of breath, replied.
“Seems like Kaido’s side is in trouble; should we help? Perorin~”
“No need. We’re allies, but not close enough to help each other, and they don’t need our help anyway.”
Katakuri glanced at Ember’s direction, tightened his scarf, then turned his gaze elsewhere.
“Where’s Mother?”
“No idea. From the start, Mother and Kaido led Silver Axe and Wang Zhi somewhere.”
“I see… Brother Perospero, tell the Pirate Crew not to get bogged down in fights; prioritize searching for Treasure.”
With BIG MOM absent, Katakuri, as her son and executive, took temporary command of the Pirate Crew.
Perospero, the so-called older brother, minded this a bit, but since the other had just taken out an enemy executive, he didn’t say anything.
“Got it, I’ll notify them. Perorin~”
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