Whoosh!
Just as he finished speaking, Marika's figure moved, transforming into an afterimage, rushing straight towards Niman. The circular hammer wrapped in her hair tightened and solidified at this moment.
"Tekkai Hair Wrist!"
Marika's smiling eyes fully opened, revealing a coldness like the moon as the entire hammer flew straight towards Niman's chest.
Niman revealed a grim smile, showcasing blades emerging from his chest, allowing Marika to strike.
If this woman tried to run, he couldn't catch up, but a direct attack like this was exactly what he wanted.
He loved the exchange of blows.
In this way, he could beat this woman to death!
In addition to the blades on his chest, sharp iron spikes appeared on Niman's fists as he raised them to punch Marika.
Bam!!
Like the sound of iron clashing heavily against iron, Marika's hair-enshrouded hammer slammed hard into Niman's chest. The usually soft strands seemed incredibly resilient, pressing down against the blades.
Not cut through?
Buzz!
Niman was stunned, but at the moment of impact, his body inexplicably shuddered. In that instant, his intended attack with the raised fist utterly halted.
"You..."
He stared blankly at Marika, whose expression had turned icy, his mouth opening, suddenly spilling blood.
Not only from his mouth, but blood also flowed from his eyes, nostrils, and ears... all the vulnerable parts of the body.
"Maybe you covered your skeleton, but... you couldn't cover your internal organs, after all, it's not your own ability."
Marika slowly retracted her hand. The circular hammer formed by jet-black hair carried not only the radiance from Tekkai but also a layer of blackness.
Armament Haki!
"No matter how dense, it's still just iron armor at its core. To deal with iron armor, you just need impact; if the hardness is enough, it can shake you to death."
Marika's face displayed a gentle smile again, "I've forgiven you. If there's a next time, please listen carefully to what others say. I just want to cook, not fight. But if you hinder my cooking, I will get angry."
Niman's body shook again, tilting backward, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to rise again.
His body surface remained merged with high-density iron, showing no damage or dents from the attack, but internally, it had long been shattered.
From the initial attack, Marika had realized that this guy wasn't a real 'Iron Person'. Otherwise, why wasn't his head covered, and when the body released iron waves, it became noticeably lighter.
This was moving with a mass of high-density iron on the back, though highly defensive, it was fragile inside.
Like wearing a layer of iron armor.
Ordinary attacks weren't enough because Marika's own hardness wasn't sufficient, and even with Tekkai's technique, it wasn't enough.
But with Haki, it was a different story.
Her immense strength, the hardness of Tekkai, and the coverage of Armament Haki transformed the hair-formed hammer into a high-hardness hammerhead.
To deal with iron armor, impact must be used, particularly blunt force.
The tremor sensation from such force was sufficient to shake a person to death.
As for this Armament...
It wasn't something she just mastered recently.
Mastering the invisible force emitted by one's will wasn't difficult for Marika.
After all, she was someone who had learned Life Return, a control technique that allowed for the use of Six Styles down to even the finest hair. With a nudge from the Sage, mastering this will wasn't so tough.
She just didn't want to say it, because she's essentially a chef.
She prefers cooking to fighting.