The enormous, dazzling pillar of light had slowly faded away.
But the massive waves on the sea were still raging without end.
The Red Force, which had conquered countless storms during the Red Hair Pirates' rise to become Emperors of the Sea, now rocked unsteadily amid the waves, as though it could capsize at any moment.
"Isn't that way too strong, Bright?!"
Red-Hair, acting as the referee, stared wide-eyed and could not help crying out.
If that attack had landed on an island, it probably would have punched straight through it.
To unleash such power with nothing more than a punch—Bright, this guy!
He was ridiculously strong!
Red-Hair was absolutely certain that if he had taken that blow head-on, he would have been seriously injured at the very least!
This was power that completely surpassed the Emperors of the Sea.
"Whew—"
Bright slowly exhaled, deactivated his ability, and returned to his original appearance. "That should be about enough, right?"
He had only used half his energy, but with his current strength, this should have been enough for Hawk Eyes to recognize the gap between them.
"Of course. The victor has been decided."
Before Bright, a vast chasm stretched outward, extending all the way into the sea.
At the edge of the chasm, Hawk Eyes calmly sheathed his blade on his back once more.
There was not a single wound on his body, because that attack had not hit him at all. It had merely roared past his side.
"Strength on this level is not something I can defeat in my current state."
Hawk Eyes shook his head, then a radiant smile bloomed across his face. "Truly incredible, Bright! This is your complete victory."
Being unable to acknowledge one's own defeat was something only the weak did.
Never giving up the