Katakuri and Marco

"Boom boom boom"

A kaleidoscope of colors, billowing clouds, and in mid-air, a bird with outstretched blue wings, surrounded by azure flames, like a mythical bird from a dream, cried out and intertwined with a figure.

In an instant, deafening pressure surges descended from the sky, causing the surrounding atmosphere to rumble, clearly indicating a fierce battle.

With tremendous force, it plummeted down, a white light crashing to the ground. In an instant, chaos erupted, hills rose from the earth, and the shockwave overturned everything.

With his feet firmly planted in the ground, Katakuri, trident in hand, looked up at the mythical bird in the sky. His gaze sharpened, and an image flashed into his mind.

Katakuri pulled away, raising his trident to block the way. The next second, a sonic boom occurred, and a sharp claw, burning with blue flames, tore through the air and lunged straight at him.

The immense force caused the ground beneath the feet of the man and bird to slam, and Katakuri was sent flying sideways.

Surrounded by blue flames, the divine bird gradually transformed into human form, Marco the Phoenix, the first division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Your Observation Haki has improved again."

Standing tall and slender, Marco looked at Katakuri and smiled knowingly.

"Your recovery ability has also improved."

With a stern look, Katakuri stared at Marco, sensing trouble.

The two had fought countless times, and it was always difficult to determine a winner, so everyone knew that it was unrealistic for either of them to truly defeat the other.

"Same old rule, in one hour, whoever is most seriously injured concedes defeat!"

Marco picked at his ear, looking at Katakuri; this had always been their simple way of determining victory or defeat.

If they don't do it this way, they could fight for five days and five nights and still not be able to really determine a result.

And coincidentally, neither of them is prone to injury.

Katakuri possesses Observation Haki allows him to foresee the Future Sight, making his evasion abilities unmatched. Marco has the ability to recover quickly, and the two are quite similar.

Most importantly, they both have a good understanding of each other's abilities.

"Good!"

Katakuri held his trident at an angle, his face serious.

Outside the center of the battle, hundreds of pirates from different factions watched each other warily, but did not make a move. Instead, they all looked towards the center of the arena.

"Hmph! This time, it's definitely our Katakuri who will win."

A woman with a witch-like appearance, long purple hair, and a white dress looked at the shark- Fish-Man in the enemy camp opposite her and gave a haughty snort.

"Child, don't speak."

"You! Humph, how rude!"

"Don't talk to me, you who look like a witch."

"You're not a shark yet, are you that cool?"

"Better than you!"

The two started arguing in front of hundreds of pirates.

That's right, this woman who looks like a witch is none other than Big 8, Charlotte Brûlée, a Paramecia Mirror-Mirror Devil Fruit User.

The person he was arguing with was the eighth division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, Fish-Men, a shark Fish-Man.

Namur.

"Brulee, don't underestimate this guy, he's very strong."

Beside Brulee, Charlotte Daifuku, the third son of Big, looked at Namur with a solemn expression.

Who is Whitebeard? He's the World's Strongest Man, and none of his Sixteen division commanders are weak.

Moreover, the shark- Fish-Man in front of them is the 8th Division Captain. This identity alone is enough to show how powerful Namur is.

Daifuku knew exactly how strong Brulee was; if the other party really wanted to kill Brulee, the latter might not even be able to escape.

"But Daifuku, that guy actually doubted Katakuri's strength." Brulee, who had been protected by Katakuri since childhood, greatly admired Katakuri, so Namur's doubts made her very unhappy.

Not only does Brulee idolize Katakuri, but her other siblings also idolize Katakuri because Katakuri is the brother who loves them the most.

"Let's see how the fight goes! After all, our opponent is Marco the Phoenix."

Daifuku changed the subject, his expression serious. He believed Katakuri could win against any other opponent, but he wasn't so sure about Marco the Phoenix.

After all, before this, the two had never truly determined a winner, and even when they did, it was only by a move or two, making it impossible to compare them.

"I believe Katakuri will definitely win."

Brulee, on the other hand, didn't think that much about it. No matter what, she firmly believed that Katakuri would win, which could be described as blind worship.

For a moment, both sides stopped arguing and turned their attention to the center of the battle, where the fighting had reached a fever pitch.

"Boom boom boom"

With a sudden burst of energy, more than a dozen sticky fists, covered in Armament Haki, shot out from behind Katakuri and attacked Marco in a dense barrage.

On the other side, Marco, surrounded by blue flames, flapped his wings, creating a hurricane that collided with Katakuri, forming a Shockwave.

Vanished from sight, Katakuri thrust his trident towards Marco's chest.

However, disregarding everything, Marco completely abandoned his defense and kicked Katakuri at the same time.

This time, Katakuri's expression changed. He raised his hand to block in front of his chest, his Armament Haki becoming more concentrated than ever before. With a huge roar, the trident twisted and shattered Marco's chest.

Marco's foot was also blocked by Katakuri.

Backslide, Katakuri performed two backflips in the air, shifted slightly to the side, and landed on the ground.

On the ground, Marco was enveloped in blue flames, and his shattered chest cavity healed instantly, showing that he was not injured at all.

Seeing Marco fully recovered, Katakuri unconsciously twitched his lips, held his trident at an angle, and launched another attack on Marco.

Marco smiled, leaving a blue flame that bloomed on the spot before disappearing.

In an instant, the two collided again, the surrounding light and darkness were intertwined, and the air pressure rippled up the ground, sending sand and stones flying and turning into monstrous waves.

The two figures were everywhere—in the air, on the ground, and in the jungle. In just a few brief exchanges, the landscape was altered, forming large ravines and deserts.

Back and forth they went, and every time Marco was injured, as soon as the blue flames covered him, he instantly recovered completely.

Katakuri, however, always manages to dodge Marco's attacks at the first moment.

Yes, the two are evenly matched. If things continue like this, it's impossible to truly determine a winner in just four or five days.

Suddenly, Katakuri and Marco frowned, clashed, and immediately created distance between themselves, both looking towards the side.

Why did you stop?

Brulee and the others, who were watching the battle, were puzzled when they saw the two stop and turned their gazes in the direction Katakuri and the other were looking.

"Crack!"

An Inazuma of light, like lightning in the night, and everyone only felt a blur before their eyes. Then the earth shook, accompanied by a roar, and a shockwave that kicked up dust appeared at the very center.

What's going on?

Apart from Katakuri Marco, and a few others, no one had any idea what had happened!

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