Too Weak

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"Whoosh"

Amidst the flashing blades and crisscrossing sword energy, the entire sky seemed to be torn apart. The mysterious Great Swordsman and Mihawk appeared to have transformed into a single sword, locked in a fierce duel.

Slashing, chopping, parrying, entangling—the dazzling array of sword techniques is like art, seemingly profound at first glance, yet plain and unremarkable at second.

With a single stroke, the harbor of Marineford was split in two.

A blinding light shone as the two brushed past each other; almost simultaneously, a wound appeared on their chests.

Turning around, Mihawk's expression turned serious, his sword intent growing increasingly intense, and the shadows of countless Black Blade Yoru, materialized behind him.

Opposite them, behind the mysterious Great Swordsman, countless transparent sword arrows also appeared.

Centered on the two individuals, two storms of sword energy slowly rotated, forcefully tearing through the clouds that obscured the view and showering down patches of sunlight.

"I know I am far from being the World's Greatest Swordsman, and it is my honor to fight you today."

There was no hostility, only pure respect, as Mihawk looked at the mysterious Great Swordsman.

"It's my honor."

With his right foot back, the mysterious Great Swordsman leaned forward, gripping the Wado Ichimonji in both hands, his gaze sharper than ever before.

"Sword Domain - One Line"

"Sword Domain - Desolation"

Everything vanished. Neither the mysterious Great Swordsman nor Mihawk remained. All that could be seen was a long, transparent sword imbued with the Wado Ichimonji, which grazed past the massive sword formed by countless Black Blade Yoru.

The sunlight disappeared, and the entire sky turned pitch black. After an unknown amount of time, a bolt of lightning struck down, and the light returned.

"Puff"

Blood sprayed everywhere, and the mysterious Great Swordsman and Mihawk appeared out of nowhere.

They crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and the two men lay among the corpses, unable to get up for a moment.

On the other side, amidst the endless ruins, a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex was seen whipping Eighteen away with its tail, while Seventeen tore several scales from its chest.

With its feet firmly planted on the ground, the dragon's face was covered in blue scales, and its blue eyes were filled with ferocity.

Standing together, Eighteen and Seventeen were panting heavily, their bodies covered in scratches, some so deep that the bone was visible.

Looking at the two men with a dangerous gaze, Long made up his mind.

The dragon charged forward, shattering the ground beneath its feet, and launched the first attack.

Using their abilities, Eighteen eliminated the energy attack released by the dragon, while Seventeen transformed into Savage Lion and clashed head-on with the dragon in a physical battle.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Dragon changed positions while fighting, and before they knew it, the three of them were getting closer and closer to the berserk Kaido.

Having taken a direct hit from Seventeen, the dragon coughed up blood, then kicked Eighteen away, revealing a triumphant smile.

"Roar"

It shot down at an angle, accompanied by tumbling rocks, Eighteen slammed into Kaido like a ball.

At this moment, Kaido's eyes were bloodshot, and his spiked club was covered with various pieces of flesh and internal organs. On some of the spikes, you could even see his unseeing eyeballs.

Faced with the sudden impact of the Eighteen, Kaido a clang.

"Roar"

Extremely violent, Kaido pushed aside the rubble on his body, stood up, glared fiercely at Eighteen, gripped his spiked club with both hands, jumped up, and then blasted down.

His face paled beneath the shattered mask, and without a second thought, Eighteen rolled to the ground, trying to escape using the storm that was brewing.

He is very powerful, but he also has a fatal flaw: he usually avoids Kaido's purely violent attacks.

A bone-chilling cold descended, Eighteen froze, watching the spiked club sweep towards him. He covered his hands with his Armament Haki and held it up in front of him.

"Click"

Both hands were broken, his chest cavity collapsed, and Eighteen mouths coughed up blood as he flew out. Before he could even fall, he was trampled underfoot by Kaido, who had descended from the crowd.

The bottom shell was pried open, and a large spiderweb-like crack spread out. Kaido looked down at the Eighteen, raised his other foot, and stomped down without hesitation.

With his brains exploding, Kaido crushed him like an ant, then charged back into the battlefield, club in hand.

"Eighteen!"

Seventeen, who was fighting the dragon, had a look of utter despair in his eyes and could only watch helplessly as Eighteen was trampled to death by Kaido.

Just as Seventeen was stunned, Long grabbed Seventeen's head and slammed his knee into him. With the shockwave from behind, Seventeen's eyes bulged out, his body arched, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

With a swift kick, a deafening sonic boom erupted, Seventeen transformed into a streak of light, crashing to the ground and creating a crater in the surrounding barren mountains. Without leaving any room for retreat, the dragon descended and stomped on Seventeen's chest. Accompanied by a bone-chilling sound, a wind blade appeared in the dragon's hand.

A head was raised, blood gushing from its neck like a fountain.

This is a duel between masters; one wrong move and you lose the initiative.

Emerging from the giant pit, the dragon panted heavily, its scales peeling off and covered in blood, but it recovered in the blink of an eye.

"White Fist."

Sand and Luffy everywhere, and the area where Luffy was located was now completely filled with smoke.

"Luffy's heart."

The four of them lay sprawled on the ground, their expressions wary as they watched Smoker pursue them.

"It's you again, you smoky bastard."

Looking at Smoker, Luffy entered Gear Second mode, clearly having learned his lesson before.

"Straw Hat, your journey ends here."

Smoker, his face serious, was enveloped in smoke.

"Don't even think about it, Jet Pistol."

He bounced high into the air, Smoker body pierced through, but he returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

"Smoke spikes."

The thick smoke expanded and then formed spikes covered in Armament Haki that shot towards Luffy.

"Don't even think about harming the captain's brother."

In the nick of time, a figure appeared in front of Luffy and blocked all the attacks.

"Rumba, the 1st Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates!"

The smoke erupted, transforming into a white giant, Smoker then slammed down with a punch.

"Ace's brother, run!"

He raised his sword to intercept, Rumba turned back and gave a word of advice.

Thank you.

After thanking Luffy, Luffy picked up Zoro and the other two and ran away.

"The most vicious bloodline, don't even think about leaving."

Along the way, Luffy was blocked by one Marine Vice Admiral after another, either the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates or Revolutionary Army officer, but he remained unharmed for a short time.

Near the Marine Headquarters area, Sengoku looked at the battlefield of the artillery company, his gaze fixed on the stumbling Luffy.

"I'm optimistic about Garp."

He gave the crane a look, and Sengoku disappeared from the spot.

"The Buddha's Impact"

In a series of flashes, Sengoku blocked Luffy, his giant golden hand pressing down.

Before they could even react, a terrifying explosion ensued, and Luffy and his crew coughed up blood and crashed to the ground, leaving a trail of blood.

"Zoro, Usopp, Robin!"

Covered in blood, Luffy scrambled to his feet and looked at Robin and the other two lying in a pool of blood, his heart filled with panic.

"Luffy, don't worry about us, let's go!"

Robin's long, glossy black hair was stained red. She tried to support herself, but she couldn't get up even after several attempts.

"Don't worry about us."

Usopp coughed up his internal organs, his eyes half-closed.

A dazzling golden light spread out, Luffy looked up at the Buddha's palm that was pressing down again, his face ashen.

"Boom"

A blue dragon tail lashed out, accompanied by a raging storm, and the entire ground cracked into dust, turning into a deep pit.

"Monkey D. Dragon."

Glaring angrily, Sengoku raised his right hand again, his azure dragon claw clenched tightly, gleaming with terrifying power.

Dragon glanced back at Luffy, said nothing, and immediately engaged Sengoku in Sengoku.

Clenching his fists tightly, facing despair time and time again, and being saved time and time again, Luffy hated, hated to the extreme.

Because he was too weak, too weak to protect anything.