"Fine, fine, fine. Even if I won with a sneak attack, I still won, didn't I?" Doflamingo said with a faint smile, sounding unconcerned.
Garp's face darkened, but he had nothing to say. Though he accused Doflamingo of fighting without honor and resorting to a sneak attack, he knew that such tactics were perfectly normal on the battlefield. In the end, he had still lost.
Since winning the God Valley Battle and becoming a Navy Hero, this was the first time he had been defeated. With his childish old-man temperament, he naturally felt rather unhappy about it.
Fortunately, given his temperament, that dejection did not last long. He soon came back to himself.
"That boxing style you used just now was pretty powerful. Did you develop it yourself?"
There were not many truly complete martial arts systems on the seas. Long-inherited martial arts such as the Navy Six Styles and the Flower Country's Hasshoken were exceedingly rare throughout the world.
The vast majority of Marines and pirates used their own styles of martial arts—in other words, combat methods they had developed themselves.
Even the original Navy Six Styles, Hasshoken, and the like underwent different changes in different people's hands. It was almost impossible to find two people using exactly the same moves.
The weak might still use identical moves. But among the top experts of the seas, nearly everyone had their own distinct combat style.
There were many reasons for this, the greatest being the physiques of humans in the Pirate World and the influence of Devil Fruits.
People in this world came in all sorts of bizarre shapes and sizes. Without a standard human body template, the same move might work wonderfully in one person's hands but become utterly distorted when used by someone else.
Not to mention the