"Luffy! Stop!"
Shanks's face changed dramatically.
"Do you know Jace?"
Faced with Luffy's ferocious rubber fist, Ace did not even draw his blade. Instead, he suddenly tossed out a name with interest.
At the same time, he casually reached out with his left hand and caught Luffy's stretched fist, which carried tremendous force.
Ace's wrist seemed to give a gentle flick, and a terrifying force that built layer upon layer like a tsunami traveled down the rubber arm.
Luffy did not even have time to cry out before his whole body was flung into the air like a fish tossed out of the water, then smashed down hard onto the stone-paved ground like a cannonball.
Boom!
A shallow crater was smashed into the ground.
The instant Luffy hit the ground, Ace's figure vanished like a ghost. In the next second, he was already standing steadily in front of Luffy, both hands in his pockets.
"So fast..."
Shanks's pupils abruptly contracted.
He had been staring fixedly at Ace just now, but he had not seen Ace's path of movement at all. That was not high-speed movement; it was more like some kind of spatial fold.
The way he moved was very similar to how Beckman had moved earlier, but clearly more practiced, and even faster.
By the time he wanted to step forward and rescue him, Ace had already lifted his right foot in its leather shoe and casually stepped on Luffy's dust-covered face.
Ace did not look at Luffy beneath his foot. Instead, he raised his head with a smile and met Shanks's gaze.
Shanks froze where he stood, falling completely silent.
Griffin in his hand was even trembling slightly.
He understood far too clearly what Ace's look meant:
If you dare make one wrong move, I'll crush this kid's