Taking a Conqueror's Coating Head-On! Something Big Happened at the Holy Land Mary Geoise!

Kahn looked at the faint black arcs flickering around Garp's fist.

That was a threshold only the strongest could cross.

Aside from Marine admirals and a handful of pirate emperors, few people understood what those black sparks represented.

"Old man, are your hands shaking?"

Kahn shook the stone chips from his arm.

His nine-year-old body was already more imposing than that of most adults.

Sunlight slanted across his back, the bulging muscles there slowly rising and falling.

"Are you worried about beating me to death, or worried that you won't be able to keep your title as my grandfather today?"

Kahn spoke with an almost mocking ease.

Garp did not respond immediately.

He looked down at his fist, then at the childish-faced monster across from him.

In that pure contest of strength just now, he had not gained the slightest advantage.

As a Marine hero, his pride could accept defeat by Sengoku, and even by his old rival Roger.

But he had never imagined that he would feel powerless before a child not even ten years old.

"What do you know, brat?"

Garp casually tore off the cape around his waist.

His gaze changed.

It was the murderous solemnity possessed only by someone who had endured countless bloody battles and crawled out from heaps of corpses.

The surrounding jungle fell silent in an instant.

The once-noisy forest birds seemed to sense the end of the world and flapped away from the area.

"This is Conqueror's Coating."

Garp spoke one word at a time.

"In the entire sea, no more than five people can take this punch."

Kahn grinned, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

Not only did he not retreat, he instead took a large step forward.

"Then that works out perfectly. Let me be the sixth."

Kahn drove the Bio-Energy within him to its limit.

He felt his heart beating steadily and powerfully, every pulse sending the power of the sun through every limb and bone.

The heat accumulated deep within his cells from basking in the sun had found an outlet at that moment.

"Come on, use Conqueror's Coating on me!"

Kahn roared.

Garp hesitated no longer.

Since the brat wanted to see the view from the mountaintop, then Garp would let him see it.

At worst, if he broke some bones, he would take him to headquarters and find the best military medics.

Garp moved.

His motion was incredibly slow, yet faster than the limit of what the retina could capture.

It was an illusion created by space being compressed to an extreme.

Black lightning leaped wildly at that moment.

The entire sky seemed to have been torn open by a massive gash.

Golden light flared deep within Kahn's pupils.

He did not back down.

He threw the heaviest punch of his life.

Boom—!

It was the collision of two worlds.

Mount Colubo let out a shrill wail in that second.

The earth beneath their feet instantly collapsed, forming a bottomless crater.

The violent shockwave became a tangible wall of air, snapping every tree within a kilometer.

In the distance.

Ace, Sabo, and Luffy could not keep their footing at all.

Like kites with their strings cut, they were directly blasted dozens of meters away by the force of that punch.

"So this is... Brother Kahn's battle?"

Luffy lay sprawled in the grass, his face covered in dirt and his eyes full of reverence for such power.

At the center of the explosion.

Dust and smoke filled the air.

Garp held his punching stance, the shirt on his right arm blown into butterfly-like scraps.

The shock on his face was beyond words.

Because directly in front of him.

Kahn was still standing.

His right fist was pressed firmly against Garp's heavy punch.

Fine cracks covered Kahn's fist, blood dripping from his fingertips.

But he had not fallen.

Even the golden light in his eyes had not gone out.

"Hahahaha..."

Kahn let out a low laugh.

Though he was injured, though his bones were groaning.

He felt an unprecedented exhilaration.

Under the baptism of Conqueror's Haki, a wondrous transformation was taking place in a Kryptonian's physique.

Under the sunlight, the damaged tissue was closing at a visible rate.

"Old man, your strength isn't all that great either."

Kahn deliberately provoked him.

Garp withdrew his hand.

Looking at Kahn's rapidly healing wounds, he fell completely silent.

This was no longer something genius could explain.

This was an ancient god wearing human skin.

Just as the tension reached its peak.

Bogart suddenly rushed out from the shadows of the forest.

He moved quickly, his face so dark it seemed ready to drip water.

"Vice Admiral, something happened."

Bogart clutched a screaming Den Den Mushi in his hand.

It was Marine Headquarters' emergency red line.

Garp frowned and casually took the Den Den Mushi.

"This is Garp. What happened?"

Sengoku's furious voice came through from the other end.

Even through the call, one could feel the volcano-like fury in it.

"Garp! You still have time to vacation in the East Blue?"

"Something happened at Mary Geoise!"

"Those arrogant Celestial Dragons are about to blow up my phone!"

Garp froze for a moment.

"Mary Geoise? Who would dare cause trouble there?"

"Did Whitebeard or Kaido attack it?"

Sengoku took a deep breath, his tone becoming extremely grave.

"A Fish-Man."

"His name is Fisher Tiger."

"That madman climbed thousands of meters up the Red Line with his bare hands."

"He set a fire and freed all the slaves in the Holy Land!"

Those words were like a deep-sea bomb.

Garp's hand trembled.

The Fish-Man hero, Fisher Tiger.

That explorer who had once been somewhat famous at sea had actually done something so earth-shattering.

"How many?"

Garp asked.

"Thousands! Or more!"

Sengoku roared.

"Those World Nobles look utterly pathetic right now."

"The Five Elders personally issued the order for the admirals to deploy."

"You need to get your ass back here too. Marineford is already a complete mess!"

The Den Den Mushi hung up.

The wind in the forest stopped.

Standing nearby, Kahn had heard every word Sengoku said clearly.

He was laughing inside.

Though the wheels of history were turning, Tiger had truly pulled off something magnificent.

Those elephant-looking Celestial Dragons deserved a resounding slap from the Fish-Men.

"Old man, are you leaving?"

Kahn reined in the fighting spirit that had not yet been spent.

He knew it.

Even someone like Garp, who disliked taking orders, had to show up for something like the Holy Land catching fire.

After all, this concerned the World Government's dignity.

Garp sighed.

He picked up his damaged cloak of justice again and brushed the dust from it.

"What troubled times."

Garp looked at Kahn, then at the other three brats running over from the distance.

He had originally wanted to teach them more about the true meaning of justice.

But now, it seemed that the World Government's own vile deeds could no longer be covered up with justice.

"Tiger..."

Kahn silently repeated the name.

Fisher Tiger.

Though his bounty had not yet been raised, his status had already made him a god in the hearts of slaves everywhere.

"Kahn, and you three."

Before leaving, Garp's expression turned stern.

"No matter how chaotic things get outside, until you can smash the Red Line apart with one punch, don't go touching those sensitive matters."

"Especially Mary Geoise."

Kahn shrugged.

"Don't worry, old man."

"My sights aren't that shallow."

"A few slave traders aren't worth a special trip from me."

"Unless I want to build a toilet there."

Such treasonous words made Garp's eyelids twitch wildly.

But he had no time left to scold him.

"Bogart, set sail!"

"We're heading back to Marineford overnight!"

The two figures swiftly disappeared into the distance.

Kahn watched Garp vanish at the end of the mountain path, coldness in his eyes.

Tiger had freed the slaves.

But according to the original story, that man's eventual fate was not very good.

Because of humanity's prejudice and betrayal, he would ultimately die on his way home.

"This world is sicker than I imagined."

Sabo walked over. Clearly, he had heard the news just now as well.

As a former noble, Sabo understood better than anyone what Mary Geoise represented.

It was the pinnacle of power, and also a breeding ground for evil.

"A Fish-Man hero?"

Ace clenched his fists.

"He dared to charge in alone. He's a real man."

Although Luffy did not fully understand, he was happy when he heard that someone had rescued the slaves.

"I want to save people too!"

Luffy loudly declared his dream.

Kahn turned to look at this future Sun God.

"If you want to save people, first toughen up those soft fists of yours."

Kahn looked up at the sky.

Now that Fisher Tiger had finished causing trouble, the next few years would see the world sink into an extremely oppressive period of retaliation.

To quell the Celestial Dragons' fury, the Marines would frantically hunt down all kinds of forces across the seas.

"Sabo, Ace."

Kahn's voice echoed across the clearing.

"For the next three years, I'll arrange hell-level training for you."

"If you don't want to become dust amid the coming upheaval, don't you dare complain about being tired."

The two brothers exchanged a glance and nodded heavily.

They could feel it.

The ambition radiating from Kahn—the ambition to tear apart this era.