Surrounding Ochoku

Damn it!

Sengoku, who had been sent flying, looked at Oak, whose entire body radiated an overwhelming aura. His expression darkened as he wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

That damn bastard was actually this strong!

Not long ago, Oak had only been slightly stronger than him, and it would have taken them days and nights to determine a victor. Yet today, even he and Garp joining forces were being suppressed.

This level of strength...

Sengoku had never fought Rocks, but he felt that even if Oak had not yet reached Rocks's level, the gap could not be that large.

Compared to Sengoku, Garp, who had fought Rocks many times, had a more direct understanding of Oak's strength.

Although Haki was the power that transcended everything!

In his view, Oak's Armament Haki and Observation Haki were still somewhat lacking. Even his Conqueror's Haki Infusion was not quite refined enough. Forget rivaling Rocks—even compared to Garp himself, Oak was still slightly inferior.

But...

Oak had made up for that gap with multiple Devil Fruit abilities, even surpassing it in some respects.

Oak's current Haki was naturally still inferior to Rocks's, whether in Armament Haki, Observation Haki, or Conqueror's Haki.

But in every other aspect—whether strength, defense, speed, or recovery—there were few people in this world stronger than Oak. In fact, he was unquestionably the strongest in all these areas.

So overall, Oak truly was not much weaker than Rocks. And he was only in his early twenties, still in his growth phase. Whether it was his physique, Haki, or Devil Fruit abilities, he had enormous room to improve.

Give him a few more years...

No, he did not even need a few years. At most, one or two years would be enough