"Old man with the tasty smell, want to fight me?"
The moment Wu Biao said that, Koby and Helmeppo's jaws practically hit the floor. For a moment, they even wondered if they had misheard him.
Challenge Vice Admiral Garp?
What kind of joke was this? There really was something wrong with this kid's head...
Garp, wearing a dog-shaped hat, paused with the donut halfway to his mouth. Then he immediately returned to normal and broke into a wide grin. "Sure!"
Now, it was not just Koby and Helmeppo who were dumbfounded. Even the rear admirals behind Garp were completely stunned.
They had always felt that Vice Admiral Garp was rather undignified for his age—a complete old child, and a muddleheaded one at that... But had he become so muddleheaded that he would even accept a challenge from some little brat?
"Wahahaha, old man, you're straightforward enough!" Brother Biao was delighted. Reaching back, he grabbed the stunned Koby and Helmeppo, then tossed them aside like trash before rolling his arms, ready to throw down.
A strange glint flashed through Garp's eyes. He knew perfectly well what the two boys he had personally trained were capable of. They had been stunned, yes, but the fact that they had been tossed away so casually without the slightest resistance already proved this little baldy's strength.
Brother Biao had even temporarily set aside the all-important matter of eating, because he was simply too curious about the fighting methods of this world.
Though he could not sense it with complete clarity, the physical power emanating from the man before him was absolutely no weaker than when he had once activated Jubai Kanon Ken.
His physique was secondary. Wu Biao vaguely sensed that this old man definitely possessed some power that could not be seen without actually