Battle Against Whitebeard!

That overwhelming Conqueror's Haki, carrying unparalleled pressure, weighed down every inch of air on the deck until it felt unbearably heavy.

The hull of the Moby Dick groaned under the strain of that immense energy, as if it could barely endure.

Chen Ye could clearly feel the deck beneath his feet trembling faintly!

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Was this really the energy a seventy-something old man, riddled with illness, could unleash?

"Pops."

Chen Ye spoke, his voice cutting through the solidified air with unusual clarity.

"We can't fight here—it'll destroy this ship."

He raised his hand, pointing to a dark speck on the distant horizon, outlined by moonlight against the sea.

An uninhabited deserted island.

"We'll go there."

"Right! Pops!"

Marco immediately chimed in.

"On the island! Otherwise, all the brothers on the ship will be woken up!"

He didn't want to wake up tomorrow morning to find half the Moby Dick sunk into the sea.

Whitebeard slammed the Murakumogiri he carried on his shoulder heavily onto the deck, producing a dull thud.

He didn't look at the island; his gaze remained locked on Chen Ye, and his wild grin widened a little more.

"Gurarararara! Fine!"

The moment the words fell, his massive frame sank slightly, then shot into the sky like a cannonball, leaving a visible white trail in the air as he sped straight toward the distant deserted island!

That terrifying jumping force—the air pressure it stirred even dented the sea surface beneath!

"Follow up, Chen Ye!"

Marco left a quick instruction, his whole body instantly igniting with azure Phoenix Flames. With a flap of his wings, he turned into a streak of blue light, chasing after him.

Chen Ye didn't reply.

The muscles in his legs tensed abruptly, Armament Haki coating them, and he stomped down hard!

Bang!

Like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, he skimmed across the sea surface, leaving a long trail of white spray behind him.

The barren reef island.

The three arrived almost simultaneously.

Whitebeard's massive figure landed at the island's center, the rocks beneath his feet instantly cracking.

Marco reverted to human form, landing dozens of meters behind him, his expression tense, ready to respond to any unexpected developments at a moment's notice.

Chen Ye's figure finally stopped a hundred meters ahead of Whitebeard.

Not a single unnecessary word.

The moment he steadied himself, the curtain of battle had already risen!

Whitebeard didn't move an inch; he simply slowly raised his right fist, as massive as a boulder.

Woom—!

A visible white halo, like a spherical glass dome, instantly enveloped his fist.

The air around it twisted violently in that instant.

He didn't aim at Chen Ye. Instead, he punched flatly toward the open space beside Chen Ye.

Crack—!

A sharp sound, as if the world itself had been torn apart!

It wasn't sound—it was the wail of space itself!

A pure white crack appeared out of thin air in the air, spreading like a spiderweb!

The moment Whitebeard raised his hand, Chen Ye's Observation Haki screamed the sharpest warning!

His muscles reacted instantly, his whole body turning into a blur as he dodged to the side with extreme speed!

Boom rumble rumble!

The spot where he had stood, along with dozens of meters of ground around it, was utterly pulverized by that invisible Vibration Power, leaving a massive crater!

And that wasn't the end!

That devastating Shockwave followed right behind!

Chen Ye didn't just keep dodging.

He pushed the faint vibration power he had just grasped inside his body to its limit, coating his right fist with it as well, and slammed it fiercely against the edge of the shockwave!

Boom!

The two forces, from the same source but worlds apart in strength, collided. Chen Ye felt an irresistible force surge through his arm, but he used that rebound to launch himself backward at even greater speed, landing steadily a hundred meters away.

He had successfully deflected over ninety percent of the damage.

And at that moment, a blue light screen only he could see materialized before his eyes.

["Edward Newgate" Analysis Progress: 81.33%!]

It worked!

A surge of wild joy welled up in Chen Ye's heart.

This kind of direct confrontation on the edge of life and death was truly the best way to boost the analysis progress!

"Gurararara... Not bad at all!"

Whitebeard watched Chen Ye's response, a genuine glint of approval flickering in his battle-hungry eyes.

He stopped testing.

He took "Murakumogiri" from his back, gripped the long handle with both hands, and the white vibration orb now enveloped the entire massive naginata blade!

"Try taking this one!"

With a fierce roar, he swung "Murakumogiri" and slashed through the air toward Chen Ye!

Whoosh—!

A massive, crescent-shaped white shockwave tore free from the blade, ripping and shredding everything in its path—air and rock alike—with unstoppable force!

This strike sealed off every angle of escape!

Chen Ye's pupils contracted to their limit.

No retreat!

He planted his feet firmly into the ground, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and poured out his top-tier Armament Haki without reservation, forming a pitch-black, immensely thick armor!

Boom!!!!

The crescent shockwave slammed squarely into his arms.

In that instant, Chen Ye felt as if a mountain charging at full speed had struck him head-on.

His feet carved two deep trenches into the ground as his body blasted backward uncontrollably, the bones in his arms groaning on the verge of shattering.

But he held on!

["Edward Newgate" Analysis Progress: 87.50%!]

Chen Ye coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, yet a manic grin spread across his face.

"Again! Pops!"

"Gurarararararara!"

In response, Whitebeard's laughter grew even more boisterous, and his attacks even more ferocious!

A punch!

A kick!

A slash!

The entire deserted island began to truly disintegrate under the power of the World's Strongest Man.

The earth split apart, boulders turned to dust, and waves were hurled hundreds of meters into the air!

And Chen Ye was like a tiny boat in the eye of the storm, frantically dodging, blocking, and weathering the aftershocks amid the tidal wave of destruction.

Every collision, every time he was sent flying, brought him one step closer to death.

But at the same time, the blue data stream before his eyes was jumping wildly at an unprecedented speed!

[Analysis Progress: 91.10%!]

[Analysis Progress: 94.68%!]

[Analysis Progress: 97.25%!]

Meanwhile, aboard the Moby Dick.

An unprecedented violent tremor jolted every sleeping crew member awake!

"What's Going On!"

"Is it an earthquake?"

"No! It's a tsunami!"

One by one, cabin doors burst open, and the division commanders and crew of the Whitebeard Pirates rushed onto the deck, faces etched with shock and confusion.

They saw the distant sea surface churning with unnatural, towering waves, as if an ancient giant beast was awakening beneath the depths.

"Look! It's that island!"

Diamond Jozu, sharp-eyed, pointed at the source of the tremors and roared.

Everyone's gaze shifted over.

Then, they saw a sight that would stay with them for life.

That island was breaking apart.

And at the center of that destruction, they saw Pops' towering, heaven-defying figure.

Along with... another figure locked in a "fierce battle" with Pops!

"Th-That's... Chen Ye?!"

"Am I dreaming? Chen Ye is fighting Pops?"

"How is that possible!"

On the deck, everyone was petrified, their minds blank, unable to comprehend the scene before them.

Just as a few impulsive Division Commanders were about to rush over and investigate, a pale blue figure descended from the sky, blocking everyone's path.

It was Marco.

"All of you, go back!"

His voice was harsher than ever before.

"But, Marco! Chen Ye's in danger!" Lakyo shouted anxiously.

"Pops is giving him pointers!"

Marco used the excuse he'd prepared long ago, his eyes sweeping over everyone present.

"No one is to go over and disturb them! That's Pops' order!"

Pops' order!

Those five words calmed everyone who had been stirred up.

They were full of doubt, but no one dared defy Whitebeard's command.

Filled with shock and confusion, the crew turned back again and again as they returned to the cabin.

On the deck, only Marco remained.

He stared at the island that was nearly sinking in the distance, feeling the aftershocks of the battle that made even his heart race, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Pointers?

This was no pointer.

This was clearly demolishing an island!

On the island.

Chen Ye knelt on one knee, gasping for breath, drenched in blood, the ground beneath him reduced to a field of rubble.

Across from him, Whitebeard still stood straight, his breathing only slightly quickened.

"Kid, can you still stand?"

Chen Ye lifted his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and wore a tired but brilliantly bright smile.

In his vision, a line of crimson warning text was flashing wildly.

[Warning! Analysis Progress has reached 99.80%! About to break the critical threshold!]

[Final data collection in progress... Endure the last blow!]

He used the last of his strength, pushed off the ground, and staggered to his feet.

"Pops..."

"One last move!"

"Give me everything you've got right now!"

Whitebeard looked at him, and in those Golden Eyes, heroic spirit burned to its peak.

He grinned wide and let out a roar that shook heaven and earth.

"Gurarararara! As you wish!"

He suddenly raised his Right fist, and the white orb of light wrapped around it contracted to its limit in that instant, radiating a destructive radiance that made the entire world tremble!