Gawain!

Call!!!

Whoosh!!!

With each breath Gawain took, blood dripped from his mouth and face, falling to the ground.

He clung tightly to Garp's back, his hands gripping Garp's neck, refusing to let go no matter what!

Garp tried desperately to get up, but gradually, Gawain's body became somewhat unsteady.

Visibly, a portion of Gawain's muscles and skin transformed into lightning and dissipated into the surrounding blood!

It seemed that the thunderbolt made it impossible for Garp to support himself any longer.

Or perhaps the slippery texture of the blood caused Garp to slip.

In short, the next instant, Garp slammed his chest hard onto the shattered deck with a thud.

The deck was covered in sawdust, but given the strength of Garp's muscles, even when he was severely injured, the sawdust wouldn't be able to pierce his flesh if no one was controlling it.

Even if he wasn't more seriously injured by the wood chips, Garp still didn't have the strength to get up.

He lay there helplessly on the ground, clenching his teeth and staring wide-eyed, but he didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Gawain, straddling Garp, had Garp neck locked tightly!

Blood and foam kept gushing from Gawain's lungs, and his eyelids drooped wearily.

He put all his strength into his waist and arms.

He didn't even have the strength to loosen his grip!

One second, two seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds.

There was nothing funny about it. Even though Garp and Gawain were completely still, their actions of slapping the floor showed that they were still testing their last bit of willpower.

Their appearance caused everyone watching to fall completely silent!

No one was walking, no one was making a sound, and even their breathing became shallow, which made Garp and Gawain's breathing seem even heavier!

Six minutes later, at a moment that nearly broke the hearts of everyone on the ship.

Suddenly, one of the two heavy breathing sounds in the center of the room disappeared!!!

Garp closed his eyes completely, and his muscles were no longer tense, but rather limp as if all his strength had been released.

Having cultivated the Seimei Kikan for many years, Garp not only possesses the muscles of a bodybuilder, but also flexibility far exceeding that of a yoga master.

For a moment, Gawain was pulled by Garp's completely exhausted body, and he staggered as he sat on Garp's back.

Even so, Gawain maintained his hold on Garp!

After being locked for about eight more seconds, Gawain seemed to wake up from a dream and raised his head with a very slight movement.

He tried to turn his neck, and after turning it less than twenty degrees, he finally let go of his hand.

Sizzle!!!

When Gawain's arm separated from Garp's neck, a strange sound was heard, as if a scar was being peeled off a wound.

Their bodies recovered so quickly that after being pressed together for several minutes, they almost grew together in a bizarre, Cthulhu way!

The blood clinging to his arms and Garp's neck caused everyone around to show expressions of horror.

Shirahoshi was so frightened that she fainted on the spot.

Thump!!!

After releasing Garp, Gawain slid straight to the side.

In the past, someone would have caught Gawain in their arms long ago.

But now, not only Gion not intervened, but even Hancock hasn't come to Gawain's aid.

The intensity of the fight that just took place completely demonstrated the determination of both fighters!

Faced with that kind of determination, any intervention or assistance would seem like a desecration of Gawain and Garp!

And just like that, Gawain's right shoulder slammed straight onto the deck.

He felt no pain at all; he couldn't even feel that he was still alive. He lay on his side on the ground for a full dozen or so blinks before he finally made a new movement.

He reached out and grasped at the air, as if searching for some fulcrum, and with the strength he had generated from resting for a dozen breaths, he struggled to straighten his back.

Using his badly torn arm to support himself on the ground, bathed in blood, Gawain struggled to his feet, taking only a few dozen breaths to move at a time.

His left eye was so badly torn that he couldn't see West City, so he had to keep his left eye closed and struggle to look at Garp's corpse with his right eye, which he could only slightly open.

Etc!

With just a glance, even at this moment, Gawain could hear Garp's heavy snoring.

It seems Garp hasn't become a corpse yet; he even fell asleep right where he fell.

Upon hearing this sound, Gawain slightly moved his lips.

Even though he was so good at maintaining a smile, at this moment his smile looked like the hideous face of a demon entering the human world.

He happily raised his head, then gently clenched his fist.

At this moment, Gawain's movements were strangely identical to those of Garp when he had just defeated Rocks!

More than one person thought so; at least at this moment, Rayleigh, who had witnessed that war firsthand, had narrowed his eyes in astonishment.

"This action is like a passing down of tradition. I suddenly feel that if I were Garp, my death would be worthwhile!"

Wait a minute, something's not right. Wasn't I Gawain's teacher?

"You damn old bastard Garp, you stole my godson first, and then you stole my precious apprentice, you bastard!!!"

For a moment, Rayleigh was both amused and exasperated. He cursed loudly while waving to everyone around him who was stunned.

"Hey, it's over. Hurry up and get them both to the hospital!"

"Etc!"

Just as Rayleigh finished speaking, Jinbe and Gion instinctively spoke in unison, simultaneously blocking anyone who tried to approach Gawain.

"Wait a minute, Rayleigh!"

Gion shouted.

"While they certainly deserve treatment, somehow I have a feeling that Gawain wants to do something more!"

If he weren't still concerned about something, he would never have used his last bit of strength and willpower to maintain this posture at a time like this!

At this point, Gion nervously turned to Gawain and hurriedly shouted a question.

"Gawain, do you even have the strength to speak?"

Unfortunately, Gawain did not respond to Gion's question at all; he simply stubbornly remained rooted to the spot!

Seeing this, Gion was a little confused. She called out to Gawain with sadness and worry.

"Gawain, you..."

"Stop talking, let's save them. They're too weak to answer anything now that the fight's gotten this bad!"

I even suspect the adult has already lost consciousness, and that he's just standing there out of willpower. Let's save him!

Ichisho reminded Gion from the side, and then he tried to walk towards Gawain.

But Jinbe as I smiled and took a step, Jinbe's eyes suddenly darted around sharply.

"What stands tall is not only the will of adults, but also their outward appearance!"

Damn it, I think I've got it!!!

As he muttered to himself, Jinbe stopped him with a smile while nervously glancing at Lucci.

"Did anyone take a picture? Damn it, did anyone take a picture of this?!" he shouted.

Faced with Jinbe's question, Lucci, whose face was filled with shock, was slightly taken aback. He quickly looked at his subordinates.

In an instant, more than twenty tense Camera Den Den Mushi (snail teleportation devices) were raised by his subordinates.

"I took the picture!"

"I didn't record it because although the fight was impressive, it wasn't very visually appealing..."

"I took a picture of Lord Gawain locking up Garp!"

"I got it! We got it! Lord Gawain won!!!"

Suddenly, the words spoken by the photographer seemed to have unlocked something extraordinary.

One second ago, the people on the ship were so tense they didn't dare to breathe.

A second later, a thunderous cheer erupted, causing Laboon on the beach to spray water.

Amidst the deafening cheers, Fatty Shen shouted at Gawain.

"My lord, you can rest assured now. We've recorded everything. You've won!!!"

"Yeah, you won, kid!"

"Garp -chan fainted! He's not an iron man after all; he can faint too!"

"Gawain, you can rest now. I will take care of you!"

Just after all the cadres expressed their support for Gawain's upright body fell straight backward.

Thump!

He slammed hard onto the deck.

Then he lost all awareness of the world.

On the Red Force the New World, Shanks listened to Beckman singing the ship's song while taking small sips of the wine from the metal flask Gawain had given him.

Behind him, La Cheru looked up at the sky, chewing on a leg of meat and laughing.

"There have been so many News Coo today. How many have flown over there? Is there some Big News Morgans lately?"

"Who knows? We'll find out soon enough."

Yasopp looked up into the distance and immediately spotted their ship's designated News Coo —the largest and strongest of the flock of seagulls, so much so that it seemed to be wearing a bulletproof vest...

The crew greeted the News Coo with smiles, and soon after, folded newspapers were delivered to Shanks.

Shanks put down the flask, opened the newspaper, and after just one glance, he exhaled a huge breath of alcohol in utter shock!

"What the hell?! Haha, I'm not seeing things, am I?!"

Big News Morgans! This is truly interesting Big News Morgans! Garp actually lost!!!

"What?!!"

Beckman, who was singing the boat song, suddenly stood up and, without saying a word, snatched the newspaper from Shanks' hand.

After glancing at it, Beckman showed an expression of utter horror and shock at the photo on the front page of the news!

In that photo, Gawain's muscles were clearly torn into countless strips. He looked like a demon who had just crawled out of a grave and grown muscles, standing there with his fists clenched and his hands hanging naturally at his sides.

In the lower left corner of the photo, Garp's body, also covered in lacerations and blood, is clearly visible, making it the most fitting backdrop for Gawain at this moment!

Or rather, without the accompanying text of this news article, Beckman wouldn't even be able to tell from the photos that the two people were Garp and Gawain!

And it is precisely because of this photo that the text content, which should not have been believed by people at this moment, has become a fact that almost no one can question!

"My God, how could Garp lose? I always felt that even if the whole ship of us ganged up on him, it would be difficult to beat him up like this, right?"

As he said this, Beckman tossed the newspaper to Lucky Roux and Yasopp.

As they took the newspaper, Shanks let out a disgruntled snort.

"Hey, what's going on? I haven't seen enough yet!"

As he spoke, he squeezed between Lucky Roux and Yasopp, and the three of them stared at Gawain's photo for a long time!

The officers of the Red Hair Pirates crowded around them, and everyone who could see the newspaper was shocked.

Those who couldn't see the newspaper, especially the monkey.

He reached his large hand directly into the poor seagull's arms.

Faced with the monkey's large hand, the seagull retreated a few steps in fear and despair, but it was eventually grasped in the monkey's hand.

The monkey reached its hand under its bulletproof vest, and its large hand began to rummage through its soft feathers.

Amidst the seagull's desperate tears, the monkey simply pulled all the newspapers from the seagull's arms.

And so, a moment later.

"Holy crap!"

"What the hell is this?!"

"How can that guy be so strong? He couldn't even take a single blow from Shanks back then, he could only dodge, right?!"

"Is this the legendary Devil Fruit that hasn't appeared in hundreds of years? Is this the most powerful Logia?!"

"They've actually fought to this extent. Even we've never fought an enemy to this degree before, have we?"

"It's terrifying. I suddenly don't want to run into those two guys again, whether it 'Garp or Gawain, who beat Garp to the Gawain like this!"

Amidst the voices of a large group of officials, Beckman, in the center of the crowd, frowned and lit a cigarette.

He said this to Shanks, who was examining the photos, as he exhaled a puff of smoke.

"The former strongmen have been dethroned, and the landscape of the seas is about to be rewritten!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Shanks nodded, and he couldn't help but rub his Gryphon Griffin his only remaining right hand.

As he stroked it, he pondered and spoke to Beckman.

"However, I originally thought that the first strongest person from the old era to be defeated would be Newgate from our pirate crew!"

After all, only we pirates enjoy challenging the strong and using that to replace and inherit their mantle!

I really didn't expect that, compared to Newgate, it would be Garp, the flag bearer of the Navy, who fell first!

At this point, Shanks gazed into the distance, his vision lingering on the clouds and the sun at the highest point.

"My Celestial Dragon friend, you've already begun to stir up this sea. Now that you've gained this reputation, what will you do next?"

Shanks thought...

Meanwhile, in the New World, Dressrosa.

The Flamingo's smile faded, replaced by a deep, somber gaze as he looked at the newspaper before him.

His gaze lingered on Gawain's swollen and torn right eye in Gawain photo, an eye that could barely be opened!

"My kin, what exactly do you want to do!"

You already possessed a status that I could only dream of!

And now, you think you can surpass me even with sheer force of fists?!

As he spoke these harshly, Doflamingo's teeth began to grind together, but after only a moment, he paused slightly, then burst into maniacal laughter.

Amidst his incessant bursts of laughter, he tightly covered his face with his right hand.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, how ridiculous! This guy clearly can't even be bothered to see me!"

He has never hidden his desire to recruit the Shichibukai, yet he has never even paid attention to me, a former member of the Shichibukai!

A guy like him wouldn't even consider comparing himself to me, or rather, I'm not qualified to compare myself to him. Only I would shamelessly want to compare myself to him!!!

At this point in his frenzied speech, Doflamingo suddenly stood up!

"He never sees me, either because he thinks I'm not worth his effort to win him over."

Either I'm not even in his territory!

Am I not worth winning over? buff

What I have is something anyone can win over!

Why didn't he see me, or even allow me to see him?

He wants me dead!!!

After saying that, Doflamingo waved to his subordinates.

"Since he wants me dead, then I have no choice but to fight to the death!"

Zephyr, Fufu, Zephyr's on that guy's ship, right!

Very good, very good, I will go see him!

How can I wait for him to come to me? How can I give him the chance to kill me?

I can't die at sea at this time!