Kizaru VS Ryokugyu

On an island.

"You win." A lazy voice rang out. At that moment, heaven and earth seemed to fall silent, and the air grew heavy.

Rumble!

Suddenly, an attack powerful enough to eclipse heaven and earth blasted toward the speaker, scattering him into countless particles of light.

The countless photons gathered elsewhere, gradually forming a human figure from the feet to the lower body, then the upper body.

He was tall and thin, dressed in a yellow-and-white striped suit, with a "Justice" coat billowing behind him.

The head wreathed in yellow light gradually came into focus as well. With black curly hair, a ring of beard around his face, and sunglasses, he was none other than Kizaru, one of the Navy's three Admirals and its highest combat power.

"I told you, you won. You passed the recruitment test, so there's no need for us to keep fighting, is there?" Kizaru said helplessly. "I'm already tired from fighting today."

As he spoke, Kizaru put away his damaged sunglasses, then took out an identical pair from his pocket and put them on.

The island Kizaru stood on had suffered severe destruction and was already on the verge of collapse.

Half the island had sunk into the sea. Countless trees had fallen and shattered, and wild beasts lay dead everywhere. It was completely different from the vibrant island it had once been. Other than the two of them, no life remained.

In the distance, a Navy warship was gradually sinking. Some of the Marines who had fallen into the sea struggled, while others clung to shattered planks and stared at the island in terror.

Sentomaru, huge in stature, wearing a red bib and carrying a massive axe on his back, stood aboard a lifeboat and orderly directed the other lifeboats as they rescued the fallen Marines.

Whenever he looked toward the island, shock appeared on his stitched-scarred face.

The battle between those two on the island was simply too earth-shattering, too terrifying. Even though the warship had been far enough away, it had still been struck by the aftershocks of their battle, leaving it in its current state.

They were too powerful!

"I haven't had my fill of this fight yet. How could it end so hastily? I've only just finished warming up."

A towering figure stood not far across from Kizaru. He grinned, his voice booming like rolling thunder.

He was Ryokugyu, the man fighting Kizaru. A man already slated by Marine Headquarters to be appointed an Admiral.

This so-called recruitment test was merely a formality, meant to intimidate those pirates.

Ryokugyu stepped forward. When his foot struck the ground, it let out a thunderous boom. His suffocatingly powerful aura made the sky grow even darker and the atmosphere even more oppressive.

He raised his hand again and clenched it into a fist. The air seemed to howl as fierce winds surged forth.

With a low shout that resounded through heaven and earth like thunder, he threw a punch, as if it could shatter the very world. An overwhelming force swept toward Kizaru.

Kizaru suddenly tensed and assumed a defensive stance. Smiling helplessly, he said, "Hey, hey, hey, you're really going to keep going? At this rate, we won't be done until after dinner. What a headache."

He seemed to be joking, but there was not the slightest smile on Kizaru's face. In its place was a rare seriousness. His eyes were filled with caution. The man before him was far too powerful; there was no room for even the slightest carelessness.

Ama no Murakumo

Photons gathered in Kizaru's hand, forming a sword of light. His own powerful aura erupted as he slashed toward Ryokugyu's attack.

It was as if it could split the entire space apart!

Rumble!

The two powerful forces collided, seeming to tear the entire sky apart as towering waves rose across the sea.

When immortals fought, mortals suffered. Sentomaru and the other Marines groaned inwardly before being instantly swallowed by the waves.