I Am Amazing Only Because I Am Ōtsutsuki Morito!

In the forest, countless white sword energies rippled outward.

The ground, tree trunks, rocks – anything touched by those white, thread-like sword energies was split in two.

Suddenly, the entire forest was torn apart, riddled with holes.

Morito, however, holding the Training Camp student who was playing the hostage, quickly dodged out of Onigumo's attack range.

His expression changed drastically, not because Onigumo's attack was too strong.

But because Onigumo's attack had covered the unconscious hostage!

"What are you doing? Do you want to kill him too?"

Staring at Onigumo, who was surrounded by black energy, Morito questioned coldly.

He had thrown the hostage in the most conspicuous place. He didn't believe Onigumo couldn't see him, unless Onigumo was blind.

"Sacrificing for justice is his honor!"

Onigumo replied indifferently.

Morito's eyes darkened, somewhat choked and unsure how to retort.

Putting aside that this was just a practical exam, even in a real battle against pirates, one should not easily abandon a soldier, a hostage!

"Do you know he admires you immensely? It's because of you that he volunteered to play the hostage?"

"He believes you can win, that you can save him!"

Although he had already guessed that Onigumo's words would be worthless, Morito still wanted to tell him.

As expected, upon hearing this, Onigumo was stunned at first.

Then, he revealed a look of disdain. "Only the weak worship others. If he were strong enough, perhaps I would be the one playing the hostage now."

The strong prey on the weak, the victor reigns supreme.

These two sentences alone completely interpreted this world.

"Hoo."

Hearing Onigumo's reply, Morito slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

There was no trace of surprise on his face.

This was Onigumo.

Everyone had their own beliefs, and it was precisely because of the differing beliefs between people that endless conflicts arose.

Only the strong had the right to speak.

"Your justice, I don't wish to comment on it, nor do I have the right to deny it."

After a long silence, Morito finally spoke slowly.

His heart gradually calmed down. He looked at Onigumo expressionlessly, stating what was about to happen in a very calm manner.

"Next, I'm going to beat you until your own mother wouldn't recognize you."

Plain, calm.

As if stating a fact.

Such a tone was like a spark falling onto tar, and Onigumo's anger instantly surged to the top of his head.

This was too damn arrogant!

Onigumo, with eight black greatswords wildly dancing behind him, roared furiously, "Don't think you're so great just because you're connected to Mr. Garp!"

He stood on the torn earth, like a monster driven into a frenzy.

Hearing this, Morito raised a finger and gently shook it.

"Wrong! I'm not great because I'm connected to Garp."

"But simply because I am."

"Ōtsutsuki Morito!"

Bang!

The ground beneath Morito's feet suddenly sank, the entire surface caving in several inches. Then his body vanished from his original spot, turning into a gust of wind as he charged towards Onigumo.

Faintly, Onigumo felt a powerful wind pressure rush towards him.

He instinctively raised his eight greatswords.

But no matter how hard Onigumo concentrated, he couldn't see even a shadow of Morito.

Morito flashed behind Onigumo, Chakra condensed at his fingertips.

His strike was as fast as lightning!

"Mingmen Acupoint!"

The Du Meridian. Striking it with the Gentle Fist and injecting Chakra.

The impact on the spine disrupts the flow of Qi, easily causing paralysis.

The next moment.

Morito retracted his right hand, and his left hand, which had already condensed Chakra, struck out rapidly, hitting the spot three inches beside the spinous process of Onigumo's second lumbar vertebra.

"Zhìshì Acupoint!"

The Bladder Meridian of the Foot-Taiyang. After being struck with the Gentle Fist, Chakra was injected, impacting the lumbar movement, veins, and nerves.

It vibrated the kidneys and damaged internal Qi.

Before Onigumo could react, Morito swiftly struck again.

The last spot.

"Qìhǎi Acupoint!"

The Bladder Meridian of the Foot-Taiyang. After being struck with the Gentle Fist, Chakra was injected.

It impacted the kidneys, blocking blood and breaking Qi.

Though it seemed slow, all three strikes were completed in an instant.

Onigumo only felt his back being struck once!

All three vital points belonged to the back and lumbar sacral acupoints, near the third lumbar spinous process. At best, it would result in paralysis and a crippled state; at worst, it would be a fatal blow.

Morito's strikes were well-measured. With the assistance of the Byakugan, the injected Chakra was controlled to the extreme.

Each strike was enough to cripple Onigumo. Considering the scientific power of Marine Headquarters, Morito only needed to strike three times.

The three vital acupoints were being ravaged and destroyed by Chakra.

Morito wasn't sure if the Op-Op Fruit could heal it, but he was certain that with Marine Headquarters' current medical technology, it was incurable!

Killing Onigumo would be troublesome.

However, crippling Onigumo would leave no room for complaint.

If you don't get injured in a real fight, is it even a real fight?

Moreover, Onigumo's sword techniques were so dangerous earlier; his momentary 'panic' leading to 'overly heavy' strikes was also understandable.

"Congratulations, you have become a weakling."

Glancing at Onigumo, who lay on the ground twitching like a puddle of mud, Morito's eyes held no trace of sympathy.

If sacrificing for justice is an honor, then this honor is yours!

"Oh right, your new name will be Old Spider!"

"A spider who dies old in a sickbed."

The examiner quickly rushed onto the battlefield and separated Morito and Onigumo.

Morito had no intention of continuing his attack.

He was confident in his abilities; without an extraordinary opportunity, Onigumo would never be able to stand up again in this lifetime.

On the plaza, in front of the giant screen.

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the figure of the young man in the forest.

The same word echoed in their hearts, as if by unspoken agreement.

Heaven's favored!

The best way to face doubt is not to retort angrily, but to use facts to silence those who question, making them shut up obediently.

A repeat performance of yesterday's stunning debut.

Morito, who had defeated Onigumo in one move, was also undeniably the top contender in real combat.

No extra words were needed.

All eyes would focus on him, and the other matches on different grounds seemed insignificant at this moment.

Morito stood there quietly, like the moon surrounded by stars.

Dazzling, captivating.

Radiant.

At this moment, no one uttered a single word of doubt. Whether in their hearts or in their actions, they honestly acknowledged Morito.

The teaching building, top floor.

"Brat, you've been hiding your strength so deeply." Garp crossed his arms, staring at the screen with an 'affectionate' gaze.

Since Morito had brought him so much honor, he couldn't be stingy.

He would let Morito properly experience his iron fist, filled with love!

When a superior bestows a gift, one must not refuse.

Garp's reward was a loving iron fist!

Zephyr, hearing the sound of Garp slamming the door shut, finally snapped out of his shock. "Garp, where are you going?"

From what he had just witnessed, Morito hadn't even gone all out to defeat Onigumo.

Who is Onigumo?

A monster among the top three of the Training Camp, on par with Doberman and Kazan. A genius slated for the Elite Class in this final exam!

And he was actually beaten so badly for three episodes straight?

If Onigumo was defeated so easily, doesn't that mean Doberman and Kazan are also no match for Morito?

The so-called top three of the Training Camp, the geniuses slated for the Elite Class.

That's it?

Zephyr had a stomach full of questions he wanted to ask Garp, but Garp had already slammed the door and left.

"Garp, wait for me!"