"This is fucking intense." Doflamingo climbed up from the ground. The suit on his body had been beaten into tatters, exposing bruised fist marks.
"This guy... no wonder he could chase Roger all over the seas. Maybe he's the strongest of the older generation."
After all, the Roger Pirates did not have just one monster. Rayleigh, Bullet, Gaban—every one of them was a top-tier expert. In terms of combat power, they were far stronger than the current Four Emperors crews.
Even Garp had not been alone, but there was no way the Marines he led could have matched such an elite standard, right?
Yet under those circumstances, Garp had still been able to gain the upper hand in clashes with the Roger Pirates. That only made his monstrous strength stand out even more.
However, even Garp needed to catch his breath and recover after unleashing that Sky Horse Meteor Fist—no, Iron Bone Meteor Fist.
If he could truly chain attacks endlessly, Doflamingo would not even need to fight him. He might as well surrender immediately.
Doflamingo, having risen to his feet, locked eyes with the heavily breathing Garp. Faintly, sparks seemed ready to burst from the air between them. Then, the two charged at each other again.
"Does this ever end? Why does it keep earthquaking?"
Dadan, the leader of the Dadan Family bandits, looked at their newly rebuilt hideout, which had once again become ruins, and felt the earth shaking beneath her feet. With a cigarette dangling from her mouth, she cursed loudly.
"What the hell is going on? Did that damn Shichibukai start practicing his swordsmanship here again?"
Dadan now knew that the previous earthquake had not been an earthquake at all. It had been caused by that Shichibukai, Doflamingo, slashing out with a single sword strike.