"Haha, brat, I can't wait to enjoy the feeling of beating you up again."
"Your training in the Marines back then clearly wasn't enough!"
Doflamingo raised an eyebrow slightly, recalling the sparring sessions he had once had with Garp in the Marines.
Back then, he had been weak. Every training session with Garp had basically been a one-sided beating, but he had to admit that those one-sided beatings had improved his strength considerably.
In Doflamingo's view, Garp's extreme training was suited for people who had already built a solid foundation and could rapidly improve their combat ability. But applying it to kids the age of the three brothers would simply be madness. They were not monsters like Charlotte Linlin.
"Come to think of it, I regretted leaving the Marines too. After all, Old Man Garp, you did put a lot of effort into training me. I remember every punch and kick clearly. Back then, I thought I'd never get a chance to repay them."
"Who would've thought that this time, I'd have another chance to clear away that regret in my heart?"
"I really ought to thank you, Mr. Garp, for giving me this opportunity."
"Enough nonsense. Take this!" After chatting for a few moments, Garp, who was never good at trading barbs, grew bored. His sandbag-sized fist immediately came crashing down.
With a thunderous boom, Doflamingo, caught slightly off guard, drew Narikitsune and blocked Garp's blow. He was sent flying backward at once.
"Garp, you bastard, don't you pay attention to the surroundings when you fight?"
The powerful shockwave sent all three children flying. Makino, who had been standing at the tavern entrance, was knocked onto her backside by the force as well. Only Sancho remained seated as if nothing had happened, treating the aftermath of the battle like