Battle at Sabaody Archipelago 3

The immense recoil force caused Garp's arm muscles to tremble violently, his blood to surge, and his body to slide uncontrollably backward a hundred meters;

Madara's Susanoo armor only had a slightly duller surface luster; not even a single crack appeared.

Just as Garp had finished dissipating his old power and had not yet generated new power, four dark divine lights pierced through the air from afar!

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, the three of them simultaneously unleashed their techniques, sending four condensed, dark beams of light piercing the sky and precisely targeting the weak points of Saint Saturn's Susanoo, attempting to break through its defenses and disrupt Madara's battle rhythm.

This is the safest tactic they've repeatedly devised: never engage in close combat, rely solely on ranged attacks for sustained attrition, coordinate four-person attacks, and assist Garp in surrounding and eliminating powerful enemies.

However, in the face of an absolute disparity in strength, any tactic is futile.

Madara Uchiha didn't even turn his head. With a slight thought, his Chakra flowed gently, Susanoo's empty left hand flicked its five fingers in succession, sending out five fine Chakra blades that accurately collided with the four divine beams of light.

Ding ding ding ding--!

A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out as the attack that the God's Knights were so proud of was instantly shattered and dissipated.

While single-handedly withstanding Garp's whirlwind attacks, he effortlessly deflected the ranged attacks of four people, his movements calm and graceful, as if he were merely brushing away a mosquito that had landed on his shoulder.

Garp regained his footing and charged forward again, his Conqueror's Haki rising and boiling over once more, his attacks rising wave after wave, his punching speed and power increasing exponentially.

Dark fist shadows filled the sky, like a torrential rain pounding on Susanoo's armor, creating a deafening roar that shook the heavens and earth.

The more they fought, the more shocked Garp became.

Rocks back then was already considered a tyrannical and domineering ruler of his time, but compared to Madara Uchiha now, he was still a step below.

Madara's power was profound and steady, with no flaws in either offense or defense. What was even more terrifying was his ultimate control over the battle—even when facing attacks from five people simultaneously, he remained calm and firmly grasped the rhythm of the entire battle.

The battle thus reached a high-intensity stalemate: Garp fought head-on, each punch delivered with the full force of his life's peak;

The four members of the Saint Saturn circled the perimeter, constantly harassing from a distance, looking for any opportunity to launch a sneak attack;

Madara stabilized the situation at the center of the battlefield, directly withstanding Garp's fierce attacks, and easily deflecting sneak attacks from all sides, controlling the entire course of the battle.

Countless beams of light, Haki impacts, and Chakra blades intertwined and exploded high in the sky, filling the heavens with Kakkō and smoke, yet they could not budge Madara in the slightest.

The exploding halos and billowing smoke, ironically, became the backdrop for the epic duel between Madara and Garp, making the head-on clash between the two powerful figures all the more breathtaking.

The relentless harassment from the ants finally exhausted Ban's last bit of patience.

He was tired of the tedious match where he had to fight against strong opponents while also swatting away mosquitoes.

In Setsuna, Madara's eyes turned cold, and the Chakra around him suddenly contracted inward.

The Susanoo that had been layered and protecting itself vanished with a roar under Garp's astonished gaze, its majestic energy body turning into specks of light that merged into the void.

Without the protection of the Susanoo Armor, Madara's body was completely exposed to the five's attacks, appearing vulnerable and defenseless.

Garp's pupils contracted sharply, his attack paused instinctively, and he was filled with astonishment and confusion.

That brief pause is enough.

Madara Uchiha's speed almost broke through the spatial limits of this world.

Without the light and shadow build-up of the Body Flicker Technique, without any warning of Chakra burst, his figure suddenly vanished into thin air.

Even with the naked eye and Haki perception, even those with top-tier Observation Haki, could not detect his movement trajectory.

One second he was confronting Garp a thousand meters away, the next second he had teleported in front of Saint Saturn.

Saint Saturn felt his hair stand on end; the extreme fear of death instantly gripped his entire body, his brain trembled violently, and even his thoughts nearly came to a standstill.

He had fought for eight hundred years and experienced countless brutal battles, but he had never seen such a bizarre and unsolvable speed.

This goes far beyond Taijutsu or abilities; it's a pure dimensional crushing defeat.

Madara lowered his eyes to look at the Celestial Dragons was frozen in place, and expressionlessly raised his hand to pick up a piece of the Navy's standard steel sword that had fallen from the sky.

Any iron, when held in his hand, possesses power no Supreme Grade Blade.

A simple, cold glint gently swept across the void.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no dazzling explosion effects, just a simple, instantaneous slash.

Saint Saturn's head shot into the sky, a column of blood gushing through the air, while his body plummeted straight down from the heavens.

As one of the Five Elders of the World Government, he holds the Deep-Sea Immortality Contract and possesses a legend of immortality that has lasted for hundreds of years.

But at that very moment, Madara casually beheaded him with a single, ordinary naval sword.

The next second, a dark glow appeared in the void, the Deep-Sea Contract was activated as scheduled, the distorted light and shadow reshaped the physical body, pieced together the skull, repaired the injuries, and Saint Saturn was resurrected with full health.

But after his rebirth, he no longer possessed even a trace of the arrogance and confidence of Celestial Dragons.

The biting chill of death that had just struck, the unstoppable speed that crushed everything, and the imminent life-or-death crisis were deeply imprinted on the depths of his soul.

He dared not linger for a moment, his body tumbling and crawling back a thousand meters, his eyes filled with extreme fear and apprehension, staring intently at that proud and aloof figure, his mind trembling violently.

Madara ignored the fleeing Saint Saturn, his chakra Chakra violently once more, Complete Susanoo reformed, becoming even more majestic and domineering than before, with its jet-black Susanoo Blade traversing the sky.

Step forward, swing your sword, and clash head-on!

The Susanoo Blade, imbued with overwhelming power, collided once again with Garp's iron fist, which was brimming with peak Haki!

The deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, the shockwave swept across thousands of miles, the ground of the Sabaody Archipelago trembled violently, and the sea surged with towering waves.

Garp was so shocked by the sudden surge of terrifying power that he staggered backward, his hands splitting open and bleeding, his arms tingling with numbness, and the shock he felt was indescribable.

He finally realized that the Madara Uchiha before him was far stronger than Rocks, and was the ultimate monster that had never been born in this sea.

Having experienced this attack, Saint Saturn and the remaining three God's Knight were filled with apprehension and felt as if they were walking on thin ice.

They were acutely aware that Madara possessed the power to annihilate them in an instant.

Even with Deep-Sea Contract, one is not absolutely safe.

If they are hit with full force by the opponent, the contract may not be able to revive them.

Fear overwhelmed their fighting spirit, and the four dared not approach to test the waters again. They maintained a safe distance throughout, only daring to release divine beams from afar to harass and passively restrain the enemy, never again daring to rush forward rashly.

Even this minor annoyance, like a mosquito bite, still made Ban feel irritable.