Garp: Damn Pirate, I Don't Need Your Approval!
This is the highest praise for the strong, the ultimate affirmation given to this aging naval hero by the proud and unparalleled elder Uchiha.
Looking across the entire ocean, from ancient times to the present, the only opponent who could earn Madara Uchiha's personal recognition of Taijutsu Garp.
Faced with this recognition that could shake the world, Garp in mid-air showed no joy whatsoever. Instead, his fighting spirit intensified, and a wild, unrestrained laugh followed, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.
Hahahaha!
Garp's muscles were taut, his white hair danced wildly, his calloused fists were clenched tightly, and his dark Haki layered and became increasingly refined, while his eyes gleamed with pure martial fanaticism.
He gazed at the towering Susanoo before him, and laughed loudly, his tone as arrogant as ever. "I don't need the approval of a despicable pirate!!"
You wicked pirate who has committed countless evil deeds! Today, my fists will surely crush you completely, sending you to Impel Down for eternity!
They were locked in a fierce confrontation, neither willing to back down!
There were no empty pleasantries, no pointless probing; the two top experts were already at the peak of their fighting spirit. No more words were needed; only an extreme battle could vent their boiling fighting will.
Upon hearing Garp's declaration, the excitement and anticipation in young Madara's eyes intensified, his crimson eyes revealing a sharp edge, filled with nothing but an extreme desire for battle. He never feared powerful enemies; the stronger the opponent, the more it ignited his fighting spirit.
"Interesting! Since you insist on fighting to the death, then take this strike!"
Without further hesitation, Madara activated his mind, and boundless Chakra instantly filled every inch of the Complete Susanoo's body.
The 700-meter-tall blue Asura-like behemoth's imposing aura soared into the sky, its Chakra hurricane raging around it, Space Rend. Countless rocks, seawater, and debris were drawn by an invisible force, spinning rapidly around the behemoth.
Susanoo gripped the hundreds-of-meters- Tachi tightly. The dark, sharp blade was imbued with a massive amount of Chakra, and a terrifying pressure capable of cleaving mountains and tearing apart oceans emanated from its edge.
The moment the arm swung, the airflow over the entire sea became completely turbulent, and a terrifying slash was unleashed, cleaving straight down towards Garp in mid-air!
The blade's momentum overturned heaven and earth, its oppressive force locking down all directions, sealing off all of Garp's space to dodge—an absolutely unsolvable, head-on, fatal blow!
Faced with this terrifying slash that could instantly destroy a town, Monkey D. Garp remained calm and showed no fear whatsoever.
His battle-hardened body had already instinctively anticipated all attacks. He suddenly gathered strength in his legs, and the void beneath his feet exploded with a deafening roar, with invisible shockwaves spreading out in all directions.
Call out--!
His explosive power instantly distorted space, allowing him to appear in mid-air at the optimal fighting position as if by teleportation. His speed was so great that even the Marine Vice Admiral could not track his movements.
The next second, an even more magnificent and powerful Two-Color Haki suddenly converged!
Extremely refined jet-black Armament Haki covered his fists and enveloped his entire body, while the vast and boundless crimson Conqueror's Haki swept in all directions like a tsunami. The two top-level Haki merged and overlapped, forming an incomparably domineering power barrier that blocked all the slashing pressure.
Garp's eyes widened, and his voice boomed like a bell, shaking the heavens and earth!
"Fist Bone! Meteor Strike!!"
The ultimate move was formed with a roar, an invincible punch that condensed Garp's lifelong martial arts cultivation and decades of battle experience, colliding head-on with the Susanoo Blade's killing blow!
Boom!
A colossal explosion, capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, resounded throughout the first half of the Grand Line, shaking the entire ocean for thousands of miles!
Two ultimate powers, transcending the Admiral-Yonko Level level, collided violently, creating a visible ring-shaped energy storm that surged outwards from the point of impact. A pure white energy wave, carrying the force of destruction, swept across the entire Sabaody Archipelago!
The already dilapidated Sabaody could no longer withstand this extreme impact. All the remaining buildings, foundations, dikes, and streets on the island were instantly razed to the ground, leaving no trace.
The cracks in the ground deepened and expanded, running through the entire island, causing massive amounts of seawater to rush in and completely submerge large areas of land.
Small reefs, shoals, and underwater reefs in the nearshore area were all crushed into powder by the shock wave, and towering waves hundreds of meters high rose up on the sea surface, layer upon layer, and rolled towards the distant sea.
The entire Sabaody was utterly reduced to a desolate wasteland of indiscriminate death, devoid of any trace of life or prosperity.
At the edge of the battlefield, the surviving naval remnants were all pale-faced and trembling, clinging tightly to the broken rocks, using all their Haki to barely protect themselves, without even the courage to look up and face the battlefield.
The pressure from the clash of the two forces was terrifying; even the aftershocks were enough to crush the body of an ordinary Vice Admiral. This level of combat was far beyond their comprehension.
Akainu stood atop the only stable giant rock in the distance, his Magma -Magma-Magma Fruit powers fully activated. A thick lava barrier fiercely resisted the raging energy aftershocks, his resolute face filled with extreme solemnity and shock.
He stared intently at the two figures colliding in mid-air, his understanding completely overturned.
He had always thought that he had reached the top of the sea's fighting power, but what he saw today was that the aging Garp's ultimate Taijutsu and the young Madara's invincible Chakra Armor completely crushed the limits of the Admiral level.
If you were in the center of the battlefield, you wouldn't last a single round before being completely crushed and annihilated.
"This is simply beyond the realm of human combat power..." Akainu murmured, his eyes filled with apprehension.
"If the deadly battle between the two monsters continues, Sabaody will sink completely to the bottom of the sea, and the entire Paradise area will suffer severe damage."
Kizaru, standing to the side, abandoned all his laziness and playfulness. Golden light flowed around him as he used his light-speed ability to deflect impacts at all times. His gentle eyes were filled with an unprecedented seriousness.
He had traveled the Four Blues for decades and witnessed countless battles between Emperor Level powerhouses, but he had never seen such a pure and domineering head-on clash.
Without Devil Fruit counters or tactical ambushes, it was merely a battle of the most primal and extreme powers, yet it possessed terrifying power capable of overturning heaven and earth.
"This is so unreasonable..." Kizaru sighed softly, his voice filled with helplessness. "Legends are never just empty boasts. These two are truly monsters who transcend their era."
The remaining Marine Vice Admiral and Rear Admiral were already shaken to their core, their bodies ice-cold, and filled with nothing but endless powerlessness.
Their pride in their strength, years of arduous training, and countless battle achievements were as insignificant as dust before these two top experts, and they had no right to intervene at all.