On the Sabaody Archipelago, Shamrock, Shanks, and Rayleigh's sword strikes, wrapped in Conqueror's Haki, had already reached Oak. Snapping out of his wild thoughts, Oak raised the Seven Star Sword to block them.
"Clang, clang, clang~"
Clear clashes of steel rang continuously through the air. Facing three opponents alone and wielding his sword with just one hand, Oak still appeared completely at ease, a relaxed expression on his face. His sword was so fast that the three men could not find the slightest opening.
Beneath his feet, Garling's resistance had also taken shape.
"Boom~"
Powerful Haki erupted. With Sengoku, Garp, and the others working together from another direction, Garling finally managed to shift Oak's foot slightly and escape from beneath it. Oak immediately drew Garling into the Seven Star Sword's range as well, turning his one-handed battle against three into one against four.
One of Oak's hands dealt with the four sword-wielding opponents, swordsmanship against swordsmanship. His other hand was free to handle the attacks from Sengoku and Garp, along with Kizaru and Aokiji.
Dull "bang, bang, bang" sounds rang from his hand as Oak continuously shifted between fists and palms, fully displaying the art of combat. No matter what kind of attacks Sengoku and the other four used, Oak handled them calmly. With both hands working in tandem, he defended himself flawlessly amid the siege of eight people.
For a time, the eight of them found it difficult to break through his defenses and land an attack on him.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Shamrock, experiencing Oak's strength for the first time, narrowed his eyes. He had never seen combat power like this before.
There were actually experts like this in the world?
Not only him—even Garling, who knew something of Oak's strength, was greatly shocked.
Oak had