Tell Laozi Not To Be Afraid? Touch It? (4/5)

Time seemed to stand still for a moment as Kaido's heart skipped a beat at the sight of the object in Finn's hand.

A pot?

Everyone watching was equally dumbfounded. Was this some legendary weapon they hadn't heard of?

Kaido, who moments ago was filled with fury and confidence, suddenly hesitated. His dragon eyes narrowed as he focused on the pot in Finn's grasp. Memories of past defeats flashed in his mind—especially the one inflicted by Kozuki Oden's sword, Enma, which had left the only scar on his near-invincible body. The fear of the unknown gripped him. What if this pot held a power that was just as dangerous?

"Boy! What in the world is that thing?" Kaido growled, his voice trembling slightly as he stopped his advance, claws raised but uncertain.

Finn, clearly realizing the confusion he'd caused, barely suppressed a smirk. He hadn't expected his random choice—a simple pot to measure blood for a bizarre system challenge—to terrify the strongest creature in the world. But now that it had, why not play along?

"Oh, this pot?" Finn asked with faux innocence. "Nothing special… just something I picked up along the way." He tossed the pot toward Kaido with alarming speed. "Here, take it! See for yourself!"

The Marines were speechless. What was Finn doing?

Kaido, however, wasn't taking any chances. He recoiled, eyes wide in shock, as if the pot was a deadly weapon. No way, his thoughts raced. This pot must be some kind of trap! There's definitely something wrong with it!

Sweat beaded on Kaido's forehead as he narrowly dodged the incoming pot, refusing to touch it.

"Don't be afraid!" Finn teased, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "It's a good thing! Give it a try!"

"Lies!" Kaido roared, now convinced that whatever this pot was, it was dangerous beyond comprehension.

The Marines, still processing the absurdity of the situation, couldn't help but snicker quietly among themselves. A few of them whispered:

"Could it really be… just a pot?"

"Don't be ridiculous—no one would just bring out a pot during a life-or-death battle!"

"Maybe it's some legendary weapon from the Wano Country. I mean, look at Kaido, he's scared!"

Garp, watching the scene unfold, rolled his eyes and sighed heavily. "Finn…" he muttered under his breath, but he couldn't help but chuckle. The boy certainly knew how to cause chaos.

Meanwhile, Sengoku fumed in the background, still stuck on the earlier deception. "Finn, you little brat! After all this, you're still lying about roasting my lamb! I swear once this is over—!"

"Grandpa Sengoku!" Finn cut him off, waving dismissively. "Let's focus on the big guy here. We can deal with your lamb later."

Kaido, infuriated by the mocking tone, let out a thunderous roar. "Enough of this! Pot or no pot, you will regret mocking me!"

He lunged at Finn with terrifying speed, dragon claws glowing with Armament Haki, ready to tear him apart. But Finn stood his ground, casually spinning Enma, the legendary sword that once struck down Kaido.

"Let's end this," Finn whispered, eyes flashing with determination. He lunged forward, meeting Kaido's attack head-on, pot forgotten but Enma ready to carve out history once again.

The fight was about to reach its climax, but no one would ever forget the moment when the most feared creature in the world hesitated—because of a pot.