However, just when everyone thought that Jin had no way to fight again, in the deep pit, Jin's fingers moved slightly.
Immediately afterwards, he slowly propped up his body and climbed up from the rubble.
His movements were slow, but every step was full of determination and perseverance.
"It's not over yet..."
Jin's voice was low but firm, he slowly raised his head, his eyes burning with immortal fighting spirit.
Although he had just endured Imu's devastating blow, his will still did not waver in the slightest.
"You think you can stop me like this?"
Jin raised his hand, used the knife to support the ground, and then walked out of the deep pit step by step, his eyes locked on Imu like a knife.
Every step he took seemed to step on the soul of the battlefield, causing the onlookers to tremble.
Imu raised her eyebrows slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"It's really tenacious.
However, this is just the beginning.
How many more of these attacks can you take?"
Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a faint smile appeared on his face, with a hint of fearless arrogance:
"Then let's try, and see who can't hold on first."
With that said, his body once again released an astonishing aura, and the phantom of the Azure Dragon rose from behind him, accompanied by strong winds and thunder, as if challenging Imu.
Imu's eyes narrowed slightly, she stood in the center of the battlefield, coldly watching Jin in front of her.
Jin, who was as violent as an angry dragon just now, suddenly calmed down at this moment, and that violent fighting spirit seemed to be suppressed in an instant.
He no longer roared, no longer gritted his teeth, and the aura of the whole person suddenly changed, as if from a stormy deep sea, it turned into a mirror lake without wind and waves.
"This is..."
Imu turned her eyes, her perception was extremely keen, and she could feel that Jin's state seemed to have climbed to a realm that she could not easily understand.
Jin slowly straightened his body, his eyes slightly closed, and all the agitation and anger disappeared without a trace.
Around his body, there were no longer violent thunder and domineering fluctuations, but it revealed an undeniable majesty and composure.
His hair began to flutter slightly in the air, and silver lines emerged from his hair, as if adding a layer of mysterious brilliance to his whole person.
And when he opened his eyes again, those pupils had turned into deep silver, calm, sharp, but elusive.
"What is this?"
Loki watched this scene from a distance, and couldn't help but whispered. His black dragon body was still shrouded in black flames, but he felt that Jin's aura had become more unfathomable, and even he, his former opponent, felt a trace of pressure.
Whitebeard stood in the distance, his eyes solemn.
He slowly raised his long knife, but did not act rashly.
He clearly perceived that the aura on Jin's body had already climbed to a new height.
Jin ignored the gazes around him, and no longer responded to Imu's provocation with words.
His heart seemed to have entered a silent world, without distractions or fear.
Everything was compressed into the purest perception.
His breathing became extremely slow, his body was as still as if it was still, but it was full of power ready to explode at any time.
"Ultra Instinct."
Jin silently said in his heart, this was the realm he had exchanged for countless life-and-death trials.
It allowed him to break free from the thinking mode in traditional combat, and completely separate the body's reaction from consciousness.
Every action, every counterattack, no longer needs the brain to issue instructions, but the body's instinct to capture danger, avoid attacks, and launch the most precise counterattack.
He could perceive everything around him.
Imu's every breath, every subtle vibration of her muscles, and even the fluctuations of her thunder power, were clearly reflected in Jin's consciousness.
This realm made him seem to stand in another dimension of battle, becoming the embodiment of absolute calm.
Imu narrowed her eyes slightly, she could feel Jin's change, but there was no panic on her face.
On the contrary, the corner of her mouth raised a slight contemptuous smile:
"Oh? Are you finally showing your trump card?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Imu's figure disappeared instantly, she turned into a bolt of lightning at an extremely fast speed, and rushed towards Jin.
A dazzling thunder spear condensed in her hand, and she stabbed Jin's chest with a world-destroying aura.
Jin stood there, his eyes as calm as water, and he didn't even frown.
He didn't wave his knife immediately, nor did he dodge, his body was as if frozen in time.
Just as the thunder spear was about to hit him, his footsteps shifted slightly, and his body moved sideways as light as a feather, as if he had foreseen the trajectory of the attack.
The thunder spear brushed past his shoulder, blasting a deep crack in the ground behind him, but it didn't hurt him at all.
"What?"
Imu was slightly stunned, her attack was known for its speed and strength, even the strongest opponents could hardly avoid it completely, but Jin actually dodged it in such an understatement.
However, Jin didn't give her more time to think.
His body moved abruptly, his silver hair fluttered like lightning, and the long knife in his hand drew an extremely swift arc.
This knife was not sloppy, nor was it domineeringly violent, it was just an extremely precise blow, directly approaching Imu's waist.
Imu quickly raised her hand and used the thunder barrier to block the knife.
However, at that moment, her body shook violently.
Although the blade was blocked, the precision and sharpness made a trace of unease arise in the depths of her heart.
"His attack... has no excess at all."
A thought flashed in Imu's mind.
"Whoosh!"
Jin's figure disappeared again, he appeared behind Imu through the ability of the Door-Door Fruit, and the knife in his hand slashed towards Imu's back of the neck at a strange angle.
Imu quickly turned around and blocked the blow with the thunder spear in her hand, but she could feel that every confrontation was faster and more deadly than the last.
At this moment, Jin was like a cheetah lurking in the dark.
Every attack of his was not wasted in the slightest, and the trajectory of the blade seemed to be designed for killing.
He no longer relied on violent power, but pushed the battle to another realm with extreme precision and speed.
Cold sweat began to seep from Imu's forehead, and she finally realized that Jin's current state was beyond her expectations.
"Interesting."
Imu laughed coldly, she waved her hand violently, and a more powerful thunder force surged out of her body, turning into a huge thunder pillar, shrouding towards Jin.
However, Jin's footsteps moved slightly, his figure disappeared again, and his knife light flashed from the side of the thunder pillar, directly approaching Imu's face.
"You think, I will lose?"
Jin's voice was low, but with an irresistible coldness.
His blade was getting faster and faster, more and more sharp, as if to force Imu into a dead end.
Imu's face finally turned completely cold.
She gritted her teeth and whispered:
"Jin... you think, with just this little ability, you can defeat me?"
Jin did not answer, only the silver knife light became his best response.
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