"Arrogant!"
Sakazuki was instantly enraged by Mo Xingchen's attitude and threw a punch at him.
Mo Xingchen did not indulge him either. With a Four Ounces Deflect a Thousand Pounds move from his left hand, he neutralized Sakazuki's attack and diverted the fist, then stepped in and rammed into Sakazuki's chest.
"Taiji—Advance, Parry, Block, and Punch!"
Sakazuki flew halfway down the corridor and slammed into the wall with a loud "duang!"
Everyone who heard the commotion opened their office doors to see what was going on. Someone actually dared cause trouble inside the Marine Headquarters building!
What they saw was astonishing. Looking at Mo Xingchen still striking a pose in the middle of the corridor, then following the direction of his move, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"Holy shit! Is that Vice Admiral Sakazuki?"
"If you hadn't said it too, I'd have thought I hadn't woken up yet!"
"Fuck! If I'm not seeing things, did the little tyrant just beat up Sakazuki?"
The stunned Sakazuki shook his head. He had only intended to teach this insolent soldier a lesson and had not even used his Devil Fruit ability. Yet he had been beaten by someone beneath him in rank. Hearing the murmurs of the onlookers in the corridor, his blood pressure instantly shot through the roof. His lower body turned into magma as he charged at Mo Xingchen.
"You're courting death!"
At that moment, several big shots arrived at the scene. Fleet Admiral Kong roared angrily.
"Stop this at once! Sakazuki, are you trying to tear down Headquarters? If you want to fight, get the hell to the Training Camp!"
Hearing that, Mo Xingchen leaped onto a corridor window and crouched on its sill. He turned back and gave Sakazuki a cold smile.
"I'll be waiting for you at the Training Camp. Whoever doesn't show up is a cowardly bastard!"
With that, he jumped out, used Geppo, and raced toward the Training Camp. Though Sakazuki did not fully understand what that last sentence meant, Mo Xingchen's expression and tone made it clear enough that it was not anything pleasant. With a dark look on his face, he chased after him.
"Fleet Admiral Kong, are we really just going to let those two fool around?"
Watching the two men who had clearly become truly angry, Sengoku asked with a worried expression.
"Hahahaha, it's no big deal. They're young, and they're both geniuses. It's normal for neither of them to accept the other. Besides, you, Garp, and Zephyr fought plenty when you were young."
Kong looked at Sengoku teasingly. Garp, who had been eating rice crackers, burst out laughing upon hearing the jab.
"Yohohohoho! I was always the one who won back then!"
"Kowai ne! Vice Admiral Garp really is as strong as a Monster!"
Borsalino stroked his chin with a lecherous grin.
"That's enough, you two. Garp, Fleet Admiral Kong wasn't praising you! We should head over too. It's better to keep an eye on them."
Seeing Sengoku's face gradually darken at Borsalino's sarcastic tone and Garp's smug laughter, Vice Admiral Tsuru feared the two old men would put on a live fighting show as well. She slapped her forehead helplessly, smoothed things over, then turned and headed downstairs with her hands behind her back.
Why were they taking the stairs? Of course, big shots had to carry themselves like big shots. They could not exactly jump out a window like Mo Xingchen and the others. That would be far too undignified.
Hearing that the big shots were going to watch as well, the remaining young men could not stay calm. They put down their work, called their friends, and rushed toward the Training Camp. People naturally followed the crowd, so more and more gathered until a huge mass headed for the Training Camp. After all, clashes between experts of this level were rare for them.
Mo Xingchen found a relatively spacious Training Camp with fewer people around from the air. He tilted his head at Sakazuki behind him, then landed. Sakazuki followed closely and spoke once he had steadied himself.
"If you don't want to die, you'd better apologize and beg for mercy."
"Hah? Want to try?"
Seeing that arrogant look on his face, Sakazuki said nothing more and directly unleashed an area-of-effect attack.
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"Meteor Volcano!"
Watching magma-coated fists descend from the sky, Mo Xingchen formed hand seals and began chanting.
"Ding Chou, extend my life.
Ding Hai, bind my soul.
Ding You, restrain my spirit.
Ding Wei, ward off my calamities.
Ding Si, deliver me from danger.
Ding Mao, deliver me from misfortune.
Jia Zi, protect my body.
Jia Xu, preserve my form.
Jia Shen, secure my life.
Jia Wu, guard my soul.
Jia Chen, suppress my spirit.
Jia Yin, nurture my true self.
Gods and ghosts, obey this command!"
As the fists from the sky crashed into the ground, explosions boomed like artillery bombardment. In an instant, smoke and dust filled the field.
Those with sharp eyes had already headed over when the fist shadows appeared in the sky. The slower ones turned to look after hearing the commotion. Zephyr had even brought the Training Camp recruits over early to watch from the side.
Once the main group from the office building arrived, the dust settled and the situation within was revealed. The soldiers all stared wide-eyed as they saw Mo Xingchen standing unharmed in the middle of the cratered field, where magma flowed everywhere, his entire body covered in a thin layer of golden light.
"Tsk. That's it?"
The instant he spoke, he shot toward Sakazuki.
"Great Eruption!"
Sakazuki hurled an enormous magma fist at the figure charging toward him.
Mo Xingchen watched the fist coming at him without dodging. Just as it was about to hit him, he wrapped both arms around the mass of magma, winding, guiding, and kneading it. After twisting and shifting through the air, he turned and hurled it back at Sakazuki.
"What...?! Great Eruption!"
Sakazuki's pupils shrank in shock. He had never seen a move like that before, and he hastily threw another punch to stop the attack returning toward him.
"Bang!"
The two fists collided in midair, magma scattering everywhere and blocking Sakazuki's vision. Suddenly, a figure burst from the magma, spun through the air, and drove an elbow into Sakazuki's carotid artery. Then—
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms,
Flying Dragon in the Sky,
Dragon Wags its Tail,
Twin Dragons Emerge from the Sea,
That wraps it up!"
After unleashing the full combo, Mo Xingchen jumped aside and steadied his breathing.
"Argh...! Dark Dog!"
Sakazuki, who had been standing motionless, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Then he roared in fury and charged at Mo Xingchen again, the two exchanging blow for blow.
They continued their frenzied assault for over half an hour. Facing Sakazuki, who was like a mad dog, Mo Xingchen was beginning to feel bitter inside as he cursed furiously.
Fuck, is this guy a dog? If this had been Dragon, that first elbow strike would have knocked him unconscious, never mind all those follow-up combos and joint attacks. But this bastard only coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and kept fighting me like nothing happened for this long. I'm seriously speechless!
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