Pain!
After half a day of fighting two Admiral-level opponents at once, Mongge had been dancing on a tightrope. His nerves were stretched taut, and his body was constantly on the verge of collapse.
But now things were different.
Sengoku had fallen. The only one left standing on the battlefield was the Navy's admiral candidate.
The Marine Vice Admiral codenamed "Steel Lion."
He would also become the future Fleet Admiral and Commander-in-Chief of the World Government's armed forces!
Even if Kong hadn't yet reached his full potential,
he was already Admiral-level in strength, wielded the Three Types of Haki at the highest level, and was a pure martial artist!
Facing an opponent like this one-on-one,
Mongge's every cell seemed to have forgotten its fatigue.
They cheered and rejoiced!
"Hahaha, that's it, Kong! Come fight! Come battle to the death! You carry the Navy's hopes, and I carry the hopes of my crew."
"Neither of us can afford to lose!"
Their fists collided with bone-crunching force. Armament Haki coated their bodies, Observation Haki let them foresee the future, and their Conqueror's Haki clashed without pause from the very start.
Roa and Lipri, watching from afar, had long since been dazzled.
"So strong!" "So fast!"
Only the lucky few possessed Devil Fruit powers. Haki and physical prowess held their place at the very peak of the world because of their sheer, unadulterated strength.
There was nothing flashy about it.
Just overwhelming power and extreme speed—so strong that no one could withstand it, so fast that no one could react.
Bam!
Mongge's fist sank into Kong's face, while Kong's fist struck Mongge. The two collided at cannonball speed, then flew backward even faster, rolling hundreds of meters across the ground and leaving two long furrows behind them.
"Cough, cough!"
Mongge climbed to his