Garp in His Prime, Still Wants to Court Death

Stones and dirt flew everywhere, a massive chasm continuing to spread. Ox couldn't suppress the impact, his face contorted in pain as he smashed through red trees and buildings, his appearance utterly pathetic.

BANG!!!

A colossal explosion resounded. Ox coughed up blood from his nose and mouth, forcing his body to the side. Immediately after, a tremendous impact struck from behind. Chaos was seen with his right foot deeply embedded in the earth, the ground rapidly caving in around him. Flying sand and rocks revealed his frenzied state.

Cough, cough, cough~

Ox rolled on the ground, continuously spitting blood. Before he could even get up, a sense of danger washed over him. He could only passively cross his arms in front of him. In an instant, a pitch-black whip kick broke through his guard. Ox's blood-splattered face twitched, and he was uncontrollably sent flying again.

"The Marines have lost."

"The Golden Emperor defeated Ox using only his physical combat skills!"

"Damn it, he's too strong."

At this point, anyone with eyes could see Ox had lost. Under the Golden Emperor's fierce assault, he could only defend passively. Continuing like this, there was no chance of a comeback.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The air was filled with sonic booms. Ox was seen being kicked back and forth like a ball by the Golden Emperor.

The extent of his misery was unbearable to witness.

"Too weak."

Chaos appeared out of thin air, his earlier fervor having subsided.

Ox could no longer ignite his fighting spirit. However, it couldn't be denied that his opponent was strong, just not as strong as himself.

His right foot turned black as he pulled it back, Chaos intending to end the fight with one kick. He just needed a stronger opponent!

As for whether Ox would die from this kick, that would be up to fate.

If he survived, Chaos wouldn't make another move.

The air churned and was sucked away. Chaos's kick was unstoppable; the sound of it breaking through the air could be felt from afar!

BANG!

A dull impact resounded, and a massive shockwave spread out. A justice cape fluttered in the pressure. Chaos's somewhat disheveled face suddenly changed drastically, his dark eyes narrowing sharply.

A large hand firmly gripped Chaos's ankle. The resolute face, mere inches away, was grim.

Not good.

Chaos felt a chill run down his spine, his hairs standing on end. Without a second thought, he rapidly Goldenized, activated Armament Haki, and formed Tekkai into the thickest defense possible. He blocked in front of him, bracing for the sweeping whip kick.

Crack!

A loud bone-cracking sound echoed. Chaos's face contorted, and he immediately coughed up blood from his nose and mouth. He lost all control of his body, turning into a streak of light that crashed diagonally into the ground, plowing a massive trench. He lay at the end of it, his face suddenly turning pale.

At this moment, Garp, carrying Ox, landed on the ground. After handing Ox over to the approaching Marines, he strode towards Chaos.

"Hiss!"

"Damn it, it's Monkey D. Garp."

"Run!"

"Captain, retreat quickly."

"The Golden Emperor is finished."

Garp's appearance sent a wave of panic through all the pirates; no one remained calm.

If Garp decided to attack them, no one would be able to escape.

The greatest pressure on the scene was felt by Chaos.

Standing up from the ruins, Chaos looked at Garp approaching with powerful strides. Although Garp wasn't exuding any aura, with every step he took closer, Chaos felt a pressure settle on his shoulders. Cold sweat uncontrollably trickled down his forehead.

He hadn't expected to meet him so soon.

Garp was in his prime now, his short black hair not yet white, at his absolute peak.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Garp at this period could walk across the seas unimpeded!

Without experiencing it firsthand, one couldn't comprehend the pressure he exerted.

"Hoo~"

Chaos took a deep breath. Even though he knew the vast gap between himself and Garp, he still wanted to take a chance.

In his eyes now, Garp was a primordial beast.

While he wasn't afraid, his heart pounded.

Thump, thump!

His feet felt as if they were cast in lead, heavy.

Chaos walked towards Garp. As the distance closed, the surrounding air seemed to thicken.

Simultaneously, the pressure Chaos felt intensified, making even breathing difficult.

Chaos's actions piqued Garp's interest. He began to actively unleash his aura, like an invisible mountain range, causing more cold sweat to pour down Chaos's face. The ground beneath his feet began to concave, and his upper body started to bend downwards.

Though this wasn't Conqueror's Haki, the pressure exerted by a top-tier powerhouse's aura was almost tangible.

"Clang, clang!"

Chaos transformed into gold from head to toe. Simultaneously, the Goddess of the Heavens in the sky separated a stream of gold, forming a sound of clashing metal and weapons that intertwined with his body, rapidly dyeing it with Armament Haki to form a black and gold battle armor.

BOOM!

The two stopped three meters apart. Chaos also raised his aura to its peak, but compared to Garp, it was like the difference between a child and an adult.

"Haha, it seems Ox's defeat was not unjust. However, since you've run into this old man today, you'll spend the rest of your life in Impel Down!"

Garp stood with his arms crossed, his justice coat fluttering behind him, grinning and laughing heartily.

At the same time, his aura continued to recede. This pirate before him had some courage; he would surely make a name for himself on the seas in the future.

Whether he's a dragon or a worm, only a test will tell.

To withstand his aura without fleeing immediately, and instead charge forward to stand before him, there were few in the new generation, whether Marines or pirates.

"That's not necessarily true."

Chaos stood proudly, his black and gold spiky hair dancing in the fierce wind, his eyes sharper than ever.

He wanted to go all out and fight this guy, even knowing the outcome would be a sure defeat!

Anything that couldn't kill him would only make him stronger.

Fear, pressure, and dread were all obstacles on the path to becoming a strong individual. Kicking them away would reveal the light.

If he couldn't kick them away once, he'd kick them twice, then thrice. He would succeed eventually.

A ruthless person doesn't waste words. Chaos made the first move.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Garp, his right fist clenched and smashing towards Garp with immense force. But Garp merely extended one hand and blocked it. Apart from the ground cracking beneath his feet, he didn't even take a single step back.

Chaos's black and gold eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He spun his body and swept his right leg in a powerful attack.

Garp still held his arm upright. It was useless, even with Chaos's rapid attacks.

The ground beneath their feet continuously cracked and expanded. Garp's coat fluttered rapidly behind him, and a shockwave spread out in a fan shape, destroying everything in its path.

Most importantly, Garp was forced back.

Chaos pressed his advantage, appearing out of thin air before Garp and sweeping another leg. Another fan-shaped shockwave erupted. Garp's body began to dissipate; it was merely an afterimage.

Not good!

Air pressure sounded from his right. Chaos could only defend passively.

Pfft~

The moment they collided, Chaos spat blood and flew backward, smashing through several red trees before hitting the ground. He quickly flipped over and grabbed the ground with his hands, sliding sideways. His cold, sharp eyes showed Garp's disappearing image.

RUMBLE!!!

The ground for a thousand meters around exploded. Chaos vanished from his spot and reappeared in mid-air, looking down at Garp in the pit and unleashing two consecutive Rankyaku kicks. But Garp shattered them with a single punch from a distance.

Wind gusted by his ears again. Chaos's heart leaped into his throat, and without thinking, he used Soru to disappear.

Thirty meters away, Chaos had just appeared when a whip kick came at him head-on. In a flash of lightning, he squatted down to dodge it, simultaneously counterattacking with a sweep kick.

But Garp's movements were faster. He leaped off the ground, spun his body, and swept his right arm back.

Chaos blocked in front of him with both hands, simultaneously driving a knee towards Garp's chest.

A storm erupted and swept outwards. Chaos, with one foot deep in the ground, slid sideways. His black and gold arms trembled uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, Garp blocked Chaos's knee with his left hand. He performed a backflip in the air and landed lightly on the ground.