Garp Truly Lived Up to His Name-He Withstood Three Punches!

At that moment.

Golden light blazed as everyone saw the execution platform after the smoke cleared.

Garp's fist slammed into Ye Zhuo's enormous golden fist.

It was a punch forged from strength, Haki, and shockwaves.

Even Garp coughed up blood.

"It's been a long time. You've grown stronger!"

Buddha Ye Zhuo commented with a smile.

"Same to you. You're even stronger."

Garp had indeed become stronger after learning Ye Zhuo's traditional martial arts, but he understood even more clearly just how terrifying Ye Zhuo before him was.

The force of a single punch had made him cough up blood!

In their previous battle at Twin Cape, they had been evenly matched in both Haki and strength.

Ye Zhuo had only won by using demonic energy as a boost.

Now, a single punch was enough to injure him internally.

Pfft!

Garp spat blood again. On either side of him,

Black Arm Zephyr and Smoker appeared at the same time.

With a thunderous crash.

The ground shattered, and Garp, sunken into it, felt even his eyes tremble.

There was no way he could defeat two-point-one opponents by himself!

Ye Zhuo and Zephyr each counted as one person; comparatively speaking, Smoker only counted as zero-point-one.

"Garp, stop!"

Zephyr tried earnestly to persuade him. He had seen the truth, but Sengoku and Garp were still lost in the fog.

"Idiot, our Science Unit and the secrets we hold are all building up strength.

Sooner or later, we'll have the ability to stand against the Five Elders and the Celestial Dragons!

You're too impatient, Zephyr!"

Garp and Sengoku had always endured, waiting for the day the Marines truly spread their wings.

"Garp, reality has proven that no matter how strong we become, we cannot surpass the Celestial Dragons.

Their foundations far exceed those of the