Whitebeard and Victor's fists slammed into each other, and the terrifying force of their punches rampaged through the entire space.
Even those watching from a distance felt their faces sting beneath the gale, as if they were being scrubbed with sandpaper.
Some were even blown away by the powerful wind.
Yet this was only the beginning!
Boom, boom, boom...
The two constantly threw punches and kicks, each one causing the air to tremble and erupt with violent noise.
At first glance, Whitebeard and Victor seemed evenly matched.
However, because Victor possessed powerful self-healing abilities, he wasn't at a disadvantage.
Whitebeard, on the other hand, was in a miserable state. His body was already old and frail, and with Victor's Armament Haki constantly eroding him, it grew even weaker. Saying that he was in a perilous situation would not be an exaggeration.
Whitebeard could still force himself to hold on for now, but if his injuries fully erupted, it would be like an avalanche—completely beyond control!
"Haah..."
Victor's arms suddenly swelled dramatically, and he charged fiercely at Whitebeard. After hurriedly dodging, Whitebeard no longer chose to meet him head-on. Instead, he evaded and counterattacked.
Boom, boom, boom!
The two fought so fiercely that the heavens and earth seemed to darken, and there was no way to tell who would win for the time being.
Although Whitebeard and Victor appeared evenly matched, Whitebeard's condition was actually extremely poor.
Every head-on clash increased the burden on his body.
If he had been an ordinary person, he would have been lying in the ICU waiting to die by now.
This situation continued for a full fifteen minutes, and sweat covered Whitebeard's forehead.
Whitebeard and Victor vanished at the same time, then clashed once more.
Victor slammed a fist toward Whitebeard's stomach. Whitebeard immediately bent