Rumble~
After the massive explosion rang out, two figures staggered apart.
"Gurararara, not bad! Aokiji.
You actually managed to withstand my attack head-on. You almost froze me solid. Are all young Marines this terrifying now?"
After sending Aokiji flying with a single strike.
Whitebeard looked rather appreciatively at the battered Admiral before him.
If he had not been a Marine, Whitebeard would have already considered taking him in as a son.
Aokiji raised his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. "Ara ara, don't kid me, Whitebeard. That attack just now probably did nothing to you, did it? You really are a monster."
Looking at the old man before him, clearly already seventy or eighty years old yet still absurdly powerful, Aokiji's eyes were filled with gravity.
"Ice Block: Ice Bird Beak!"
A powerful ice bird instantly shot from his right arm and charged toward Whitebeard.
"Gurararara, is this a new move? I do like frozen little birds."
He stepped back with his right leg, and a circular shockwave flashed from the sharp Murakumogiri.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he aimed at the frozen bird rushing toward him and swung down fiercely.
Before frost and the translucent white shockwave could even meet, they formed a compressed vacuum zone.
The two powerful shockwaves blasted everything around them away. Dust filled the air before gradually dispersing.
Whitebeard's eyes now held immense relief. Thankfully, he had reached an agreement with Golden Lion and the others earlier and treated many of his old injuries.
Otherwise, judging by the strength the Marines had displayed now, if he had come to attack alone back then, he would have doomed all of his sons.
Whitebeard and Aokiji were now more than ten meters apart.
Unlike Whitebeard's composure,