Straw Hat Pirates, Weevil

On that dull, ugly face, there was no anger, no fanaticism, no superfluous emotion, only a trace of pure, cold killing intent honed by years of domestication.

Almost the instant his foot touched the ground, Zoro suddenly opened his eyes.

The sleepiness in his dark eyes vanished completely, leaving only a sharp, piercing gaze.

He silently put his right hand back on the hilt of the sword, his body weight slightly lowered, and his waist and back tensed like a curved sword poised to strike, but he did not draw the sword for a long time.

He was waiting, waiting for the opponent's offensive to be fully revealed, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike and win without wasting any effort.

Luffy slowly stood up, the seashell in his palm slipping through his fingers and falling into the sand.

He looked up at the giant approaching step by step, blinked, and said with a hint of pure surprise, "This guy is huge."

At the kitchen window, Sanji, with a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his lips, slowly peeked out.

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly as he scanned the tense standoff on the beach.

He didn't rush forward to join the battle rashly; instead, he immediately turned his head to confirm Nami's location.

Seeing that Nami had already calmly retreated to the back of the deck, her palm tightly gripping the Clima-Tact, her face tense but her steps steady and unwavering, he finally felt completely relieved.

With a flick of his fingertips, Sanji casually put the kitchen knife back on the stove, then took off his apron. His movements were unhurried, yet he was already fully prepared for battle.

At the edge of the battlefield, Stussy stood quietly, leaning on his cane, his smile growing ever wider.

The Straw Hat Pirates their bravery and have overcome countless dangers; their combat strength truly far surpasses that of ordinary pirates.

But so what?

Weevil in her hands is Whitebeard's own flesh and blood, inheriting Whitebeard's unparalleled strength at his peak, capable of single-handedly sweeping through an entire main fleet of the Navy.

How long can these greenhorns withstand absolute power?

She was absolutely certain that she was in control of the situation, completely unaware that from the moment Weevil set foot on the beach, the balance of power had already quietly shifted.

Zoro's Observation Haki had already silently spread out, as fine as a net, firmly locking down Weevil's every move.

He precisely captured every muscle twitch, rhythm of force exertion, and shift in posture as his opponent swung his knife and raised his arm, without missing a single detail.

Sanji's gaze was fixed on Weevil's exposed left ankle.

It was an old injury that was easily overlooked; the bone had been broken and misaligned, and the healing was extremely rough and deformed.

Whenever the giant charges with all its might, this supporting leg will uncontrollably tilt slightly, revealing a fleeting opening.

Robin stood quietly on the side of the ship, his hands gently clasped in front of his chest.

The power of the Flower-Flower Fruit quietly surged, and several cross-shaped flower eyes silently opened, spreading to the blind spot behind Weevil, monitoring all movements behind him.

Franky crouched at the stern, his hand cannon on his shoulder quietly charging up, a half-circle of azure energy slowly brightening, ready to unleash a fatal blow at the command.

Even Usopp, who is usually good at long-range control, had already set up his Black Kabuto sniper bow, his crosshair firmly locked onto Weevil's neck, just three inches from the back of his neck.

Those were old scars left from the other party's youth. The scar tissue was thin, and the Haki covering it was the weakest point, making it the most hidden and fatal weakness on this giant's body.

Stussy was still smiling.

She thought herself a hunter, setting a trap and waiting for her prey to fall into it.

Little did she know that the moment Weevil stepped onto the beach, the prey and the hunter had already completely switched places.

He never stepped into a hunting ground, but rather into an invisible hunting net woven in perfect unison by the entire Straw Hat Pirates.

Every node, every point of strength, every force poised to strike in the net is silently waiting, waiting for the perfect moment to completely close the net.

The next second, the heavy giant blade cleaved through the wind and fell.

Weevil had no fancy moves; relying solely on the unparalleled brute strength inherited from Whitebeard, he swung his heavy naginata with one hand, smashing it down from above.

A fierce wind swept across the entire beach ahead of time, sending sand and stones flying into the air, and even pressing a shallow indentation into the sea surface.

This strike lacked any skill, yet it contained a crushing weight, enough to easily tear apart the hull of a medium-sized pirate ship.

"So fast!"

Luffy's eyes narrowed, and the sand beneath his feet suddenly exploded, propelling him backward and narrowly avoiding the heavy blow.

Boom--!

The naginata slammed into the beach, instantly cracking the hard sand with spiderweb-like fissures. Gravel and sand flew everywhere, and the spot where Luffy crouching was now riddled with a crater several meters deep.

His attack missed, but Weevil remained expressionless, his movements showing no sign of pause.

He raised his hand and pulled back the giant blade, his massive body displaying unusually high coordination. He then swung the naginata horizontally, the broad blade carrying a gust of wind as it swept across the entire battlefield.

In a moment of haste, Zoro touched the ground with his toes and retreated in mid-air. All three swords were drawn at the same time, and the three sharp sword energies collided and blocked the tyrannical wind pressure.

The immense force transmitted through the hilt of the sword still made his arm go numb, and he involuntarily staggered back several steps, his shoes leaving two long scratches on the sand.

Even in their very first encounter, Weevil's terrifying power was already evident.

His peak-level physical strength, unparalleled natural power, and brutal fighting style that was unpredictable yet deadly in every move allowed him to firmly control the battlefield in a short period of time. Even when facing the combined attack of the Straw Hat Pirates, he still maintained a steady advantage.

Beside the deck, Sanji lightly touched the air with his toes and gracefully glided to the center of the beach. The cigarette swayed gently at the corner of his lips, and the laziness in his eyes completely disappeared, leaving only a sharp seriousness.

"What a troublesome big guy."

He murmured softly, and suddenly his legs burst into scorching flames. Using the momentum of his charge, he leaped into the air and unleashed a fierce kick aimed straight at Weevil's face.

Flames, accompanied by a strong wind, launched a swift and ruthless attack, specifically targeting blind spots in the giant's field of vision.

But Weevil's senses were extremely sharp; he raised his thick hand to block the flaming flying kick.

The intense heat scorched his skin, but it only made his body sway slightly, without even a sign of retreating.

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his fist, his thick arm muscles bulged, and he threw a powerful punch back.

Sanji's eyes changed slightly, and he hurriedly twisted his body to dodge, but he was still hit on the shoulder by the force of the punch. He was sent flying several meters away, and after landing, he staggered a couple of steps before regaining his balance. The fabric on his shoulder had already been torn by the force of the punch.

Seeing this, Stussy, who was watching from the edge of the beach, smiled even more broadly.

really.

Even though the Straw Hat Pirates's reputation resounds throughout the New World, they still appear weak in the face of Weevil's unreasonable and absolute power.