After each letting out an incredulous shout, Ace and Sabo looked at each other and continued shouting in unison.
"Wow, the old man was this strong?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ace released Sabo and clenched his fist.
He stared longingly at the tsunami unleashed by a single punch, his eyes blazing with desire.
"Although I've always known that the old man has the legendary title of naval hero."
But... we never imagined that the old man's strength would far exceed our expectations!
"Indeed!"
Sabo also frowned.
"Especially the old man, he has neither Devil Fruit abilities nor any special bloodline."
As for the Will of D that he carries, it is ultimately just a will!
At this point, Sabo rubbed the bridge of his nose, looking puzzled.
"Whether it's Kaido, Big Mom, or Whitebeard, we all know that their strength stems from their Devil Fruit abilities and their respective bloodlines."
As for the rest, such as Shanks or Mihawk...
Their strength lies in their swordsmanship!
Damn it, I searched the entire ocean and couldn't find another person like this old man!
He has no special abilities, no bloodline, no swordsmanship, only fists and feet!
His ability to exist solely through fists and kicks is truly unique on the high seas!
As soon as he finished speaking, Sabo let out a long sigh.
Sabo watched intently as Gion and Garp finally clashed in the distance, quickly becoming locked in a fierce battle.
If you can't figure it out, don't think about it anymore. There are too many things in this world that are hard to understand.
Before us, however, lies a battle between monsters. Who, yearning to grow stronger, would miss the chance to witness such a clash of titans?
In an instant, the wind from the fist and the energy from the sword intertwined, and the Kompira clashed repeatedly with the pitch-black fist.
In front of Garp, Gion's lasting time was even shorter than Issho's; she only managed to hold out for fifty-eight minutes before Garp grabbed her by the neck and threw her out of the battle!
Seeing Gion fly backwards, Gawain immediately transformed into lightning and caught her, holding Gion tense body as Gawain returned to the team watching the battle.
Meanwhile, Rayleigh, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, finally charged towards Garp!
Garp spat in annoyance as he watched Rayleigh charge towards him.
"Damn it, you guys actually took turns fighting me, Rayleigh, you bastard, that's gone too far!"
"Otherwise what?!"
In response to Garp's cursing, Rayleigh chuckled and then glanced at Rayleigh 'Garp clothes.
Although Garp took less time to defeat Gion than he did to defeat Issho, he has to admit that he looks much more disheveled now Koby he did after his battle with Issho.
Now, not only is he missing two patches of hair, but even his cloak and navy uniform have turned into beggar's clothes!
Issho's overall strength is indeed stronger than Gion's, but if we only consider lethality, Gion's swordsmanship is slightly better than Issho's, and she is far sharper!
Despite the force of the smile, Garp was still able to maintain his elegance, but as his strength waned, Garp, who had withstood the Gion sword's attack, finally reached for his clothes with his right hand.
He grabbed his cloak and tossed it aside.
Immediately afterwards, he grabbed his collar, pulled on his tie, and tore his suit jacket to shreds before throwing it away.
Bare-chested, Garp stretched his muscles to his heart's content. Although he inevitably bore scars from the past, what made Issho and Gion's expressions grim was that Garp didn't have a single new injury on his body!
Garp, shirtless, stretched his chest and arms as if he were yawning.
He then raised his left fist forward, palm facing himself, with the back of his fist facing Rayleigh.
As for his right fist, he held it near his ear!
After Garp assumed that ready stance, Gawain, who was watching from afar, suddenly stiffened.
He widened his eyes slightly and looked at Garp's back.
At that moment, he could vaguely see the shadow of Demon Back on Garp's bulging muscles!
Yes, yes, that's right!
He is the only person in the world who became a monster without relying on swordsmanship, bloodline, or ability, but solely on his fists.
Garp, you really are a Hanma alien, aren't you?!
Without Gawain the dimensional barrier that Gwent made, Rayleigh and Garp were already locked in a fierce battle in the distance. The two old men, whose combined age was almost over 150, seemed to be burning their entire lives in this duel!
Of course, this matchup was a bit too unfair to Garp.
However, since neither Garp nor Rayleigh mind, no one can disturb their battle.
The duel between the two lasted a full forty-two minutes, finally ending in a fierce exchange!
Rayleigh's blade was pressed firmly against Garp's left shoulder, the blade cutting twelve centimeters into his flesh, giving Garp his first injury of the day!
As for Rayleigh himself, he got a sharp stab to the stomach from Garp, so this time, the person lying in Gawain's arms was none other than old man Rayleigh...
However, despite his brief defeat, Rayleigh never forgot how to be unethical.
The moment they withdrew from the battlefield, Rayleigh, in Gawain's arms, gave the order for a full-scale attack to everyone watching.
At that moment, the four Shichibukai, along with Shiryu Zephyr, charged forward side by side, with Shakky and Crocus close behind. Sabo and the younger generation harassed from the outside, while Gion and Issho joined forces completely.
Thus, the battle ended in less than twenty minutes. Even with Garp's godlike strength, he was completely unable to withstand the current lineup.
Although, after Rocks and Red Count's successive defeats, and with Kong truly getting too old, there is no one on the high seas who can reliably defeat Garp on his own.
Even Whitebeard, the World's Strongest Man, could only manage a 50/50 chance against Garp.
Even so, Garp was ultimately just someone who jumped over walls.
Just as Whitebeard once said, once you cross the wall, there is no such thing as high or low, because no monster can withstand the combined attack of two monster-level powerhouses.
Therefore, the moment Issho and Gion joined forces, Garp had already lost. This process was simply shortened to a mere twenty minutes by the others who joined the battle.
Twenty minutes later, Gawain and Rayleigh stood in the air, gazing wistfully at the scene in the distance.
Even with the resources depleted to this extent, almost everyone who participated in the battle was wounded.
As a result of his natural injuries, Garp's upper body was left with almost no healthy parts.
At that moment, his chest was brutally trampled by Gion's broken high heels, and then he was slammed into the sea by Issho's Gravity Blade.
As soon as he fell into the water, Garp immediately swam up from the deep water. Facing the people on the surface who still had fighting spirit, Garp didn't say anything, but simply lay lazily in the water.
He completely abandoned his defense and drifted with the current in a spread-eagle position. This action put everyone, who were excited about the fight, at ease and stopped attacking.
In an instant, all the officers of the Xuan Dark Bird Ship stopped fighting, and then they regretfully went home.
As Crocus withdrew from the battlefield, he roared at Garp in the water.
"Hahaha, you've finally met your match, Garp!"
"Thinking back to those days, you really gave us a hard time chasing you!"
"Ha!"
Upon hearing Crocus's words, Garp laughed and raised his hand.
"There's nothing I can do. I'm not young anymore. At my age, I should actually do more of Zephyr's work and properly educate the younger generation!"
In other words, what if we go back fifteen years!
If I weren't over sixty, I could definitely defeat you bunch of bastards who outnumber me...
"What can you do?!"
Crocus immediately interrupted Garp, yelling at Garp with a fierce expression.
"What are you trying to say? You wish! With this lineup, even if you were thirty years younger, you couldn't beat them!"
"Yes, I never said I could win!"
No sooner had Crocus finished speaking than Garp continued without hesitation.
"What I'm saying is, if we could go back fifteen years, I could fight you guys for at least ten hours!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Garp adjusted his posture and leaped into the air from the sea. Crocus caught him as he landed in mid-air.
Holding Garp's incredibly strong but now surprisingly weak arm, Crocus grumbled and cursed in annoyance.
"Bragging can go on, but even at your youngest peak, you were still not as good as Rocks at his peak."
In short, don't force yourself. Come on aboard our new ship and rest for a bit. Let this old man give you some treatment.
With the consultation between me and Sister Kureha, you should recover even faster than you did back then!
"Yeah, hahaha, back when I first defeated Rocks, it was you, you bastard, who healed me."
Garp responded to Crocus's words with a smile, then put on a silly grin and reminisced about the past.
While laughing, he didn't support himself, but instead put all his weight on Crocus.
Crocus didn't say anything, he just carried Garp to Gawain and told Gawain a joke.
"Captain, I've brought our spoils back!"
"Haha, alright, alright, I'll take everyone back to the Dark Bird Ship."
Gawain smiled and nodded to Crocus, then waved his right hand, and the group of people followed the lightning, returning to the Dark Bird Ship an eye.
As soon as he boarded the ship, the crowd gathered on the deck dispersed with a bang. Watching the sailors quickly return to normal, Gawain gave them instructions in Gawain.
"Grandpa Crocus, Dr. Kureha, and of course, our little Chopper."
The wounded are in your care.
"Hmm." Kureha exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Don't worry, I have experience." Crocus grinned.
As for Chopper, he immediately jumped from Gawain's head onto Garp's chest.
After patting Garp's chest muscles with his little hoof, Chopper turned around and gave Gawain a serious salute.
"Mission accomplished!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chopper was pulled away by Dr. Doriel amidst everyone's laughter to treat the severely injured and exhausted Garp.
While they were away, Gawain gave them two more instructions.
"Get close to the Baratie restaurant and bring that ship directly to our ship. The Baratie is quite large; we'll have to take action."
"Yes, I can."
Yi Xiao nodded in agreement. His physical injuries didn't need treatment; the Seimei Kikan alone would be enough to heal them.
Having received the answer, Gawain waved to the others.
"Go back to your cabins and take a shower. You've all gotten quite a mess from that fight, haha."
Speaking of this, we have to criticize Ace.
Your Mera Mera no Mi didn't do much damage; instead, it just left all your teammates covered in soot and grime.
For the next six months, you need to focus on improving your physical fitness. Put your Devil Fruit abilities aside for now!
"Why?!!"
After being criticized by Gawain, Ace shrugged innocently. He had already tried his best, okay...
Ignoring Ace's innocent expression, Gawain continued speaking to everyone.
"After you've showered, we'll meet on the deck. You'll soon be able to enjoy the delicious food at the Baratie Restaurant. Please look forward to it."
I've already had Kalifa prepare the drinks, everyone. Let's get ready to drink until we drop!
"Ha!"
"Awoo!"
"Marvelous!"
"This is my Gawain!"
Amidst the cheers of the officers, who were in various forms, they vanished in an instant. Even Hancock was in a hurry to return to her cabin to tidy her messy hair.
For a moment, the only people left around Gawain were Franky, Nami, Nojiko, and Robin, who hadn't participated in the battle.
This situation was a bit difficult for Nojiko to handle. She pursed her lips and then bowed to Gawain.
"Sir, I... I'll go take a shower too."
After saying that, Nojiko turned and left, leaving Luffy with only Gawain's crew.
In particular, Jinbe jumped into the sea, swam around, and then returned directly to Gawain's side.
As a result, Gawain's entourage really did become Luffy's Straw Hat Pirates...
Looking around, Gawain couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Jinbe, Franky, Nami, Robin...
Including Chopper, who is currently treating and saving lives, it seems that there are only a few members left in the Straw Hat Pirates.
Thinking of this, Gawain couldn't help but chuckle, a move that surprised the others slightly.
Nami had just boarded the ship when Franky didn't notice her, Robin pretended not to see her; neither of them made any move.
So, Jinbe, who had been by Gawain's side from the beginning and held one of the top three elders, asked Gawain with interest.
"Oh, sir, why are you laughing? Is it because my movements upon emerging from the water were incorrect?"
"How about I try again?"
"Haha, please don't."
Gawain chuckled and patted Jinbe on the shoulder.
"I just found today quite amusing. That old man Rayleigh actually did something so inhuman. Garp is really pitiful."
"Yes, that's terrible!"
Upon hearing Gawain's words, Jinbe put his hands on his hips and immediately burst into laughter.
Watching Jinbe laugh heartily, Nami fell into deep thought.
How did this Fish-Man find his waist?
Gawain laughed with Jinbe for a while, then sat back down on the beach chair.
About eight minutes later, on the Dark Bird Ship.
Apart from the ladies, all the men sat near Gawain, leisurely enjoying their wine and relaxation.
Meanwhile, the people aboard the Baratie were becoming increasingly disoriented as Gawain's ship drew closer.
Red-Leg Zeff clenched his fists tightly, his wooden feet stomping loudly on the ground.
His eyes and brows sometimes widened, sometimes furrowed, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
As for his crew behind him, they had all knelt on the deck of Baratie after the previous fighting ended.
Mothers shouldn't ask them why they were kneeling to watch the fight.
Those who know, know.
Sanji, on the other hand, remained as calm as ever. He simply exhaled lightly through his nose, then took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
After lighting a cigarette and slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, Sanji looked at Zeff and spoke calmly as usual.
"We are chefs, we shouldn't be nervous about any diners, old man, that's the principle you've always taught me."
But why can't you do it yourself?
"I..."
Hearing Sanji's words, Zeff swallowed hard.
"If it's just cooking, I can do it!"
But right now, I'm really worried about that old Garp!
Although I am a pirate and he is a marine.
But he really is one of my few old friends!
After saying that, Zeff let out a long sigh.
"Sigh, after living this long, I still can't see things as clearly as a little kid like you."
Never mind, Garp's safety shouldn't be a problem, after all, they ended up supporting each other as they went to the Dark Bird Ship.
Never mind, I'll cook some good dishes for Garp later to thank him. We cooks should just focus on doing our job!
As soon as he finished speaking, Zeff finally put down his hand, patted Sanji on the shoulder, and urged him on.
"Let everyone kneel here. If they don't kneel down now, they won't be able to cook the rest of the dishes properly."
As for me, I am the head chef of the restaurant, and I must also be here to welcome the Celestial Dragon.
So, you little rascal with curly eyebrows, I'll leave my restaurant to you for half an hour.
If anything happens to the kitchen while I'm unable to return, I'll throw you back to that island from back then!
Go quickly!
After saying that, Zeff kicked Sanji back into the restaurant, while he himself stood resolutely on the deck, nervously waiting for the approach of the Dark Bird Ship.
And Sanji...
After landing in the restaurant, he rolled his eyes and patted his butt.
"They were clearly trying to help me get back to my cabin, so why are you so ashamed to ask?"
Old man, you're getting more and more arrogant..."