Naval battles were not simply contests of the strength of both sides' strongest fighters.
What mattered was who was better suited to fighting at sea.
Compared to the massive fleet led by Saint Saturn and Borsalino, Mihawk's three-man group was far more flexible in composition.
Mihawk was a pure swordsman and had mastered aerial movement techniques similar to Geppo. Even if he was accidentally knocked into the deep sea, it would not affect his combat ability in the slightest.
Although Abel was a Devil Fruit user, the fruit he had eaten granted him the ability to fly, giving him a natural advantage in naval combat.
Kuma could neither fly and was also a Devil Fruit user, but the nature of his abilities allowed him to handle all kinds of complex environments. In a naval battle like this, he did not need to restrain his strength either.
Compared to the New Marines, who could act without restraint, Saint Saturn and Borsalino, leading such a massive fleet, had far more limitations. Saint Saturn was actually very powerful, but this battlefield prevented him from fully unleashing his strength.
Although Borsalino's abilities were also suited to naval combat, the Marine subordinates around him instead hindered his performance.
The New Marines naturally seized upon this weakness with ease.
"Whoosh!"
Just as Saint Saturn was desperately considering how to break the deadlock, a faint sound suddenly rang through the air.
A huge figure suddenly appeared behind Saint Saturn, its enormous shadow completely engulfing him.
"!!!"
Saint Saturn whipped around, only to see Kuma's enormous fist racing toward his head.
"Boom!!!!"
The solid punch slammed directly into Saint Saturn's face, the immense force even briefly distorting his features.
Kuma was a very gentle person, but the instant he recognized Saint Saturn as one of the Gorosei, blazing