Akainu: Arrogance!

In the blink of an eye, Kizaru's light-speed punch arrived in front of him. The golden fist, carrying the power to Space Rend, was aimed directly at Madara's head, its speed so fast that it was almost impossible for him to react.

Madara neither dodged nor evaded; his right arm was instantly covered with a thick layer of dark Armament Haki, his muscle lines slightly tensed, and all his physical strength gathered at the tip of his fist, meeting the Light Speed Fist head-on!

Boom--!

A deafening collision suddenly erupted, and a terrifying shockwave spread wildly from the point of contact between the two. Giant waves several meters high surged up the surrounding sea, and the fine sand on the beach was instantly swept away, leaving the hard ground riddled with cracks.

Kizaru's body suddenly stopped, his light particles vibrated violently, and a tingling pain shot through his arm. The extreme recoil caused his blood to surge, and his body slid backward uncontrollably for several meters.

His eyes widened in shock. His proud light-speed attack, delivered with all his might, was actually met head-on by the opponent's pure physical Haki, without the opponent gaining the upper hand!

Before Kizaru could regain his footing, Akainu fist slammed down from the side. The violent magma, carrying the power to incinerate everything, slammed into Madara's waist and abdomen, a domineering attack aimed at severely injuring his opponent.

Madara's eyes turned slightly cold. A faint blue light flashed behind him, and half of the pale Susanoo arm instantly appeared. Its bones were as hard as top-grade Seastone, and it accurately blocked the giant lava fist.

Clang!

Hard bones collided violently with molten lava, the ear-piercing metallic roar echoing across the battlefield. Splashed lava landed on the beach, scorching large areas with black marks, and billowing black smoke rose into the air.

The raging power of lava relentlessly assaulted the bone armor, yet it could not penetrate this rudimentary Susanoo defense, and even Madara's true form could not be touched.

Akainu's pupils contracted sharply, his heart filled with indescribable shock.

His full-force lava punch, powerful enough to pierce through the armor of a giant warship and shatter mountains and rocks, was easily blocked by the bone armor casually summoned by his opponent. The strength of this physical body and secret technique had completely exceeded his comprehension!

Just as the Admiral were blocked, a group of Marine Vice Admiral surrounded them.

The Momonga's Haki longsword slashed and cut across the battlefield, its sharp blade energy blocking the way ahead;

Bastille's massive battle axe, imbued with brute force, slammed down;

Doberman wielded his double axes, launching a fierce and cunning attack.

The Haki offensive of several Vice Admiral locked down all of Madara's movements from all directions, with each attack seamlessly connected and without any flaws.

At the same time, the firepower of tens of thousands of marines never stopped. The continuous barrage of artillery fire and layers of bullets relentlessly bombarded Madara's defensive perimeter, using sheer numbers to wear down his Chakra and stamina, attempting to overwhelm top-tier individual combat power with sheer numbers.

On the battlefield, Madara Uchiha moved like the wind, calmly maneuvering and shifting among countless attacks.

With his Sharingan, he anticipated every attack. Every shift in his body and every raised hand to block was precise to the extreme, avoiding all fatal attacks and easily withstanding the fierce onslaught of a group of Vice Admiral.

Occasionally, he would raise his hand and unleash a Chakra palm strike, instantly blasting away dozens of elite naval soldiers who rushed close. Screams of agony filled the air, yet no one was ever able to get near him.

The overwhelming offensive appeared extremely dangerous and oppressive, but the actual damage it inflicted on Madara was minimal.

Countless cannon fire, sword strikes, light-speed attacks, and lava surges were all easily blocked by his Haki, Chakra barrier, and simplified Susanoo Bone Armor.

After several minutes of fierce fighting, Ban remained calm and composed, his breathing steady and his expression serene, without even a speck of gunpowder dust on the Kakuzu.

As he moved around engaging in combat, he silently assessed the overall combat strength of this all-out encirclement and suppression operation.

Objectively speaking, this navy's combat capabilities are indeed among the best in the ocean.

Akainu's lava destructive power is overwhelming, combining offense and defense, making him ferocious and unstoppable;

Kizaru's light-speed attacks are unpredictable and swift, with attack speed and penetration unmatched in the Four Blues;

The group of Vice Admiral possessed an imposing Haki, superb skills, and excellent teamwork; each was an elite warrior capable of commanding a region on their own.

Tens of thousands of naval forces, operating in coordinated layers with concentrated firepower, combined with sheer numbers and overwhelming artillery fire, were enough to suppress the vast majority of top-tier powerhouses.

If any of the Four Emperors from the New World were to personally confront such an encirclement, they would undoubtedly be overwhelmed, fight to the death, and possibly even find themselves in grave danger.

But for Madara Uchiha, he was still too mediocre.

Throughout the fierce battle, he has always held back his strength, never even using 60% of his combat power. There is not even the slightest sense of pressure from him that requires him to go all out, let alone any sense of crisis.

The pressure he had anticipated, the pressure that would have captivated him and forced him to exert his full strength, never materialized from beginning to end.

A hint of boredom and disappointment crept into Ban's eyes.

He sidestepped Kizaru's sudden light-speed blast, raised his hand to knock away two elite Marines who were close behind, and chuckled. His clear, cold voice pierced through the roar of artillery fire, resounding throughout the entire battlefield. "So that's how it is... Is this the Marines' all-out encirclement and suppression, using their mid-level and top-level combat power?"

The disappointment and contempt in his tone were undisguised, deeply piercing the hearts of every naval officer and soldier present.

"Utterly arrogant!" Akainu was enraged, and the lava around him surged again, transforming him into a molten torrent as he launched a frenzied and relentless attack. "A mere individual dares to underestimate the righteous cause of the Navy!"

Kizaru's expression grew increasingly solemn, and his apprehension intensified.

The fact that the opponent, surrounded by tens of thousands of troops and attacked by Admiral in a desperate battle, still had the leisure to comment on combat strength and show disdain means that from beginning to end, the opponent was just playing around in the battle and never took it seriously.

The lieutenant Vice Admiral' faces were burning hot, a mixture of embarrassment and anger.

They had roamed the seas for decades and had never faced such a humiliating battle. Despite their combined efforts, they couldn't even break through the enemy's defenses and could only watch helplessly as the enemy cruised around and mocked them at will.

On the distant warship, all the Uchiha clan members silently observed the battlefield, none of them making a move.

Ban's orders were like ironclad rules. Even though they watched their clan leader face off against thousands of troops alone, they could only suppress their fighting spirit and watch silently.

The crowd's eyes were filled with awe. This calm and composed demeanor as he fought against thousands of enemies was the epitome of the Uchiha's supreme fighting power and character.

Madara shook his head slightly, the interest in his eyes completely fading, his tone tinged with regret. "It seems I overestimated the current navy."

Aside from Garp, who has yet to appear, the rest, even if they were to surround him, would ultimately be nothing more than a swarm of ants, unable to pose a significant threat.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped following the nature of the barrier and his pale blue Chakra suddenly surged, with a powerful energy sweeping in all directions.