Moby Dick Was Too Small to Carry My Dream!

The moment the voice rang out, everyone's expressions and thoughts were astonishingly unanimous.

No way, that hadn't killed him?

How was that possible?!

Was this guy some kind of cockroach?!

No matter how hard they found it to believe, the figure standing at the bottom of the crater could not be denied.

Though he looked utterly battered, he was still standing firm and alive. And then—

Crack, crack, crack—

A series of bone-grinding cracks sounded out. Steam suddenly rose from Xia Luo's body, and his skin turned red—the sign that his injuries were rapidly healing!

His natural recovery ability alone could not have been so fast, but Xia Luo had the Six Treasury Immortal Thief.

At that moment, the energy stored within his body was released in massive quantities, and the Six Treasury Immortal Thief operated frantically to repair his wounds.

Whether they were visible injuries or internal damage, none of them posed a problem.

Xia Luo clenched his fists, his eyes shining as brightly as lamps. He was in an exceptionally good mood. Those blows had not been for nothing—his Three Types of Haki had increased by at least ten percent!

Moreover, during his previous fight with Garp, his Three Types of Haki had also risen sharply!

By now, his Armament Haki was already nearing LV4!

His Conqueror's Haki and Observation Haki had progressed a little more slowly, but their experience bars had also passed fifty percent. LV4 was no longer far away.

Perhaps after a few more major battles, he could rapidly advance to LV4.

The future was promising!!

Whitebeard stared at Rosha in the crater, his eyes gleaming as he threw back his head and laughed. "Gurararara—Rosha, you brat, you've given me one hell of a surprise!"

He admired Rosha more and more, and his desire to