He Was Exactly the Same as That Man in His Youth

Jozu panted heavily, blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked utterly battered.

Across from him, Ace staggered to his feet, one hand clutching his chest as he spat out mouthfuls of blood.

But he still looked ready to fight another eight hundred rounds.

The training he'd received since childhood was no joke. Even now, he hadn't used Conqueror's Haki or the Voice of All Things. If Jozu's defense weren't so terrifying, then against another strong fighter of the same caliber, Ace might not even still be standing in front of him.

The start of the Cultivation Era had changed a lot of people.

When Ace and Luffy were young, Garp had still focused on building their foundations, then taught them the Six Powers and Two types of Haki.

During a special period, Ace awakened Conqueror's Haki, and even the Voice of All Things.

He hadn't merely awakened them at a basic level. He had already mastered them and could activate and release them at will.

Ace was far stronger now than he had been in the original story.

Just how common had the Six Powers and Two types of Haki become?

Some islands even printed the training methods for the Six Powers and Two types of Haki on their toilet paper. So even if Garp hadn't taught Ace and Luffy, they could still have learned them.

The Cultivation Era was no exaggeration.

Just then,

a huge ship pulled up along the coast, and several figures slowly entered the battlefield.

"Pops, what brings you here?"

Hearing the commotion,

Jozu turned to look at Whitebeard and his group, taken aback.

"Gurarara! This little brat's the one who said he'd defeat me?"

Whitebeard held his naginata and looked at Ace, who was still refusing to give up. A faint smile tugged