Lightning Fist-Off to Jail!

Ron had no idea what Garp was thinking. Even if he had known, he would not have cared.

His only goal in joining the Marines was to grow stronger and surpass his limits!

Other than that, he was even more indifferent than Kizaru.

In fact, even if Garp had not come tonight, Ron would have asked the other instructors for guidance during formal training tomorrow, using their perspectives to refine his technique.

The moon hung bright amid sparse stars as the slightly cool sea breeze swept through the headquarters fortress, gently stirring the loose strands before his brow. Ron clenched both fists and slowly assumed his stance, stepping forward into a bow stance.

Crackle...

Boom!

Under the moonlight, a thumb-thick bolt of Sky Blue Lightning spilled from Ron's skin. As it flashed, the air exploded! Garp keenly noticed that Ron had not deliberately released that lightning... He had concentrated all his power inside his body, sealing it beneath his skin. By now, it was becoming difficult to contain!

If it had been an ordinary Logia user, Ron's right arm would have already undergone complete Elementalization, turning into dazzling lightning... The elemental physique of a Logia was not meant for bullying others through Elementalization. It was an adaptive adjustment made by the body to better wield its power.

"What is this brat... trying to do?"

Garp frowned slightly. In an instant, Ron's arm changed from flesh and blood into brilliant sky blue. Cloud-like patches of light shone from beneath his skin, turning it into something like a transparent membrane. A faint burnt stench drifted through the air.

That was the scorched smell of burning flesh!

Ron was actually roasting his own arm with lightning for this move!

"You..."

Garp's expression changed drastically. He opened his mouth to tell Ron to stop... He knew this little brat too well! Ron had even devised that terrifying method of using electricity to stimulate his body for training in pursuit of strength. It was obvious that if he could use a technique beyond his current physical limits, he would not hesitate even if it crippled him for life!

An attack four times his Doriki Value was not merely a matter of talent or the advantages of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit. It also came from that terrifying resilience and that monstrous, indestructible will that would never rest until it achieved its goal!

But it was already too late. Ron raised his head and said with a grin, "This move is even stronger than it was during the test! Be careful, Vice Admiral Garp!"

"Wait..."

But sound traveled far too slowly, nowhere near as fast as lightning. The moment Garp spoke, Ron had already crossed dozens of meters in the blink of an eye and arrived before him at a speed that left him dumbfounded.

That was the speed of lightning!

At that moment, the lightning in Ron's right hand was no longer restrained. It erupted violently, forming a blinding sphere of electricity as it struck toward Garp's head.

Overload—Ten Million Volts—Lightning Fist!!!

Crackle...

The dazzling ball of lightning instantly expanded, engulfing Garp and a vast area around him. An unsettling sense of danger permeated the air, and the insects in the forest fell silent in unison... Two seconds later, the electric light abruptly compressed into a single point before exploding with tremendous force!

Boom... Rumble!!!

The ear-splitting tremor jolted the entire Marine Headquarters awake, throwing every corner into unrest! It was a sound greater than cannon fire, descended from the mighty heavens and impossible to resist!

When the thunder detonated, Sengoku, in the rear of the fortress, instantly opened his eyes. Wearing pajamas, he came to the window and looked into the distance. Upon seeing the lightning shooting toward the sky, he froze for a second... Then the corner of his mouth twitched wildly as he ground his teeth and spat out two names. "Garp, Ron..."

At the same time, several people who knew the circumstances looked out their windows, each lost in their own thoughts.

At the Science Unit's garrison, inside Admiral Kizaru's room.

After yawning, Kizaru rubbed his eyes and looked at the distant lightning. "Is it thunder? How truly terrifying..."

Inside the New Recruit Camp, atop the building where Zephyr stayed.

Having removed his prosthetic arm, Zephyr stood bare-chested with only a bath towel wrapped around his waist. Watching the distant lightning, the freshly bathed Zephyr's lips curled slightly. "Bold! What a fine little brat!"

Then he glanced at the soldiers below, who had formed a long line as they picked up their weapons and headed toward the scene. His eyelids twitched.

"Tch, but the law shows no mercy!"

On the platform behind the new recruit dormitories, the dust finally dispersed after a long while.

The place had been utterly transformed. Stone slabs had collapsed and caved in, trees were charred and burning, and the ground looked as though it had been bombarded by Cannonballs. Residual currents flickered through the air from time to time, their crackling sounds making Garp shrink his neck in lingering fear.

Whoosh...

The night wind blew past, scattering sparks.

Garp slapped out the sparks on his hair, which were steadily spreading, then held the unconscious Ron in his arms, speechless with frustration.

I was a fool, truly.

I clearly knew Ron had used this move this afternoon and had been completely fine, yet I still worried about his safety.

If he had not focused on restraining Ron just now to prevent him from suffering even greater damage, neglecting to protect the surroundings in the process, how could this have caused such massive destruction?

Garp understood Ron's move now. He was still imitating Kizaru's Light Speed Kick. But because the gap between them was too vast, Ron could only resort to a roundabout trick. He locked the powerful electric current inside his arm, pushing it into an overloaded state, then threw an explosive punch carrying the speed of lightning!

Rather than relying on Elementalization to shift between solid and intangible forms to build momentum, he directly transformed the strength of his flesh into lightning! It was somewhat similar to the lightning training method he used every day; he had likely developed it from that.

He had not secretly increased his training behind Garp's back. Garp simply had not expected such an extraordinary application from that simple training method!

And its power could not be underestimated... One only had to look at the surroundings to know that.

Except...

"You can sleep peacefully after passing out, but what am I supposed to do?!"

This was just perfect!

Watching the patrol soldiers draw closer and closer, Garp's thoughts shifted. He directly threw Ron away, letting him tumble across the ground like a salted fish for several rolls.

"It wasn't me!... It was him! Hurry up and arrest him!"

The officer leading the group was an old acquaintance, Vice Admiral Momonga of Marine Headquarters. Garp was overjoyed and called out loudly, "Vice Admiral Momonga! Quickly, send this brat to jail before he wakes up!"

With a purple-sweet-potato-like mohawk on his head, Vice Admiral Momonga pressed a hand against his sword hilt and walked expressionlessly from the ranks. Hearing those words, he stumbled and nearly fell flat on the ground.

Then he composed himself and roared, "By order of the Fleet Admiral! The criminals Garp and Ron are to be escorted to jail!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers wanted to laugh but did not dare. Their faces flushed red from holding it in as they approached with their guns. Garp was completely stunned. Only when the soldiers took out handcuffs and shackled him did he jump up in fury and start cursing.

"Sengoku, you bastard! I'm not done with you!!!"

Clang!

Cold light flashed as Momonga drew his sword expressionlessly. "Insulting the Fleet Admiral adds another charge!... Why have you not escorted them away yet?!"

Garp: "..."

This world was filled with countless monsters and powerful figures. Setting aside their group of top-tier combatants, Marine Headquarters alone still had plenty of people capable of tearing down the headquarters fortress... Great power required restraint and rules, especially in a place as solemn and sacred as Marine Headquarters.

So it had nothing to do with Golden Lion. Hundreds of years ago, the Marines had already established a rule: anyone who fought in an unauthorized area of headquarters without a legitimate reason, regardless of rank, would be escorted to jail for accountability!

The two of them had awakened the entire headquarters tonight, and the impact had been extraordinarily severe. Forget Vice Admiral Garp—even one of the Three Admirals would not escape spending the night on a stone slab in jail.

It was not that Garp did not know the rule. He simply believed that no matter how powerful Ron's attack was, he could quietly neutralize it without causing too much collateral damage... That confidence came from his strength at the pinnacle!

Yet just now, he had been distracted by restraining Ron and had no time to consider the blast radius, leading to this outcome...

In the eyes of outsiders, the dignified Hero of the Marines, Iron Fist Garp, the legendary Marine demon who had personally captured the Pirate King, had gone to jail for the first time since his birth.

What a cause for celebration, what a cause for celebration!

I just realized that Dashu's contract arrived at Qidian yesterday afternoon. At the time, I thought I would get a recommendation since it was Friday... But today, when there was still no news, I looked back and discovered that when my contract reached Qidian, it was already 6:56 in the evening!!! The notification time for recommendations had passed hours earlier... Damn delivery speed, my recommendation! It's already 50,000 words, and still no recommendation!!!