Figures flickered across the field as Mo Xingchen unleashed a storm of attacks around Garp. Garp stood as steady as a mountain, blocking every strike with his fists.
At first, Bogard could barely follow Mo Xingchen's movements with his eyes. But as the attacks gradually accelerated, he eventually could not catch sight of Mo Xingchen at all, even after activating Observation Haki.
He could only glimpse a figure at the instant Mo Xingchen attacked, but the next second, Mo Xingchen would appear somewhere else and launch another attack. It was like watching a movie on a damaged tape.
Dadan, Ace, and Luffy could only stare wide-eyed, their mouths hanging open. They probably could not even think of words to describe the shock in their hearts. If they knew any Chinese, they would definitely have blurted out, "Holy shit!"
Maintaining such intense and concentrated attacks was undoubtedly a tremendous drain on Mo Xingchen's stamina. So after half an hour of relentless bombardment,
Mo Xingchen was the first to run out of strength. His offensive rhythm paused for an instant, revealing an opening, and experienced old Garp caught it in the blink of an eye.
"Pistol Blast!"
His fist smashed into Mo Xingchen's face. With a sharp whoosh, Mo Xingchen was sent flying backward toward the bare mountain rock.
"Boom!"
After a deafening crash, once the dust settled, a massive crater had been gouged into the mountainside, with Mo Xingchen embedded right in its center.
Mo Xingchen first pulled both hands free from the mountain, then braced himself against the rock wall and pulled his entire body out.
Mo Xingchen shook his head vigorously, dislodging the rocks and dust from his hair.
"Pfft—pfft—blegh!"
After spitting out all the dust in his mouth, Mo Xingchen looked up at Garp and said seriously,
"You