Dorry clicked his tongue. "This brat isn't some fool who only knows how to hammer away at someone who doesn't understand combat. His fighting techniques and experience are terrifying too!"
"If this keeps up, the two of us are going to lose!"
The Giant Tribe lived three times as long as humans. After going out to sea, they had experienced many battles, and on Little Garden, every time a volcano erupted,
he and Brogy would have a battle. After fighting time and time again, the two of them had accumulated incredibly rich combat experience.
But now, they simply couldn't rely on their battle experience and techniques to achieve victory.
This was the flaw in the decades they had spent fighting on Little Garden. Their only opponents had been partners from the Giant Tribe, and their fighting styles had long since been seen through and familiar to each other.
As for Ares, what he had learned was extremely varied. Whitebeard, Golden Lion, Rocks, Charlotte Linlin, Zephyr, Garp...
He had learned far too many combat techniques and moves, with countless possible variations.
Hearing this, Brogy's heart skipped a beat. He said anxiously, "This won't do! If we lose after joining forces, we'll have thrown away the entire Giant Tribe's honor!"
At that moment, Ares deliberately slowed his attack, coincidentally giving them a chance to catch their breath. The two retreated one after another, their footsteps booming loudly.
Brogy and Dorry tacitly raised their arms, which were like pillars holding up the sky. Veins bulged across their solid muscles.
"Hagoku!"
Flames of power blazed around the two of them. Although the might produced by their combination attack was inferior to when they used weapons, it was still not to be underestimated.
Ares's tiger-like eyes shone brightly. The sight of the two using a