The Shattered Nameless Island

New World.

"Uncle Shanks, you're running out of strength, aren't you?" Yake said with a smile. He had some wounds on his body that he had not had time to heal. Since he needed to conserve his stamina for a prolonged battle, he could not be bothered with insignificant injuries.

"Huff, huff... You're too shameless. Why won't you just stay down?" Shanks panted. Fighting Yake was exhausting. Not only did he have to guard against Yake's elusive attacks at all times, he also had to watch out for lightning suddenly striking down from the sky.

The key was that Yake simply could not be knocked down. Even if he fell, he could get back up, and once he did, the wounds on his body would be gone. Meanwhile, Shanks's injuries were still faintly aching.

"Because I have reasons I can't afford to stay down! Let's begin the second half, Uncle Shanks." Yake spoke energetically. He felt that he had already touched the threshold. With just a little more, he would be able to master Conqueror's Haki Infusion.

"Huff..." Shanks exhaled, somewhat regretting accepting Yake's challenge. Yake's fighting style was simply disgusting. Perhaps that was why Kaido was known as the strongest in a one-on-one fight.

Seeing the fighting spirit in Yake's eyes, Shanks could not help but be infected by it. Hadn't he once been just like Yake? As long as he still had one breath left, the battle would never end!

"Let's raise some hell, Yake!" Shanks's bold aura shot into the heavens. This was no longer a matter of winning or losing, but a clash of their fighting wills. The moment cowardice arose in his heart, he would surely lose!

"Just what I wanted! Come on!" Yake roared excitedly, his fighting spirit blazing.

"Thunder Susanoo!" Lightning around Yake's body began to Overload. A massive phantom of the Thunder God appeared behind him, gripping lightning in its hand as it automatically locked onto Shanks and hurled it down.

"Shanks, don't just watch the sky!" Yake charged at Shanks with dazzling blade light.

On the sea, aboard the Red Force.

"How many days have they been fighting?" Lucky Roux asked weakly, with two dark circles under his eyes.

"A full seven days. It looks like the battle still isn't over." Benn Beckman was also reaching his limit. Not only did they have to watch the battle during the day, but the aftershocks prevented them from sleeping peacefully, while thunder occasionally rumbled without end.

"That kid is only three years older than my son, right? I never expected him to be this strong." Jesus might not have been a good father, but he was still Usopp's eternal idol.

Although Morgans had also watched the battle without sleep for seven days and six nights, his eyes bloodshot, his spirits only grew more excited. He had an inexplicable premonition that the battle was about to end!

"Yake, this is my final move. If you can take it, you win!" Shanks knew that he could not keep dragging this out with Yake. He would only grow weaker as his stamina drained away, while Yake showed no signs of fatigue at all.

Yake remained silent. It seemed Shanks was finally getting serious. Yake closed his eyes and calmed himself.

"Thunder Hell: Azure Dragon Rebirth!"

There was no time to chant. Without hesitation, Yake activated the Rumble-Rumble Fruit's awakening. This would only be stronger than it had been in Mock Town, because this time it was not an area-of-effect attack.

Feeling the suffocating presence in the sky, Shanks tightly gripped Griffin in his hand. Incredibly dense Haki dyed the blade pitch-black, while black-purple Conqueror's Haki flowed ceaselessly around it.

From the cloud-darkened sky, a massive dragon's head broke through the clouds, revealing its body. It was a lightning dragon a thousand meters long, its head, tail, scales, and claws lifelike, as though it were truly alive. After roaring at Shanks, it plunged down like a meteor.

"Extreme: Delusion-Breaking Slash!"

An utterly ordinary white sword light swept out in complete silence, like awakening from a dream...

Yake's heart pounded wildly, but he did nothing, allowing the blade light to slash toward him. He firmly believed that his ability would not deceive him.

The Lightning Dragon roared as it charged toward the white sword light.

Boom!

Dazzling white light dispelled the darkness, and the island beneath their feet let out a mournful cry.

This was a collision between the very strongest powers upon the sea!!!

The dragon's body continuously shrank, while the white sword light gradually dimmed. Amid the deafening explosions, both vanished into the air as though they had never appeared.

Nameless Island: I'm freaking cracking apart!!!

The oncoming shockwave made it impossible to open their eyes. Yake's heart suddenly lurched. He grabbed Tensa Zangetsu, Conqueror's Haki already wrapped around its blade.

"Thunder Bagua!"

The words blurted out of Yake's mouth. There was truly no time to think of a move name!!!

Yet this awe-inspiring slash came to an abrupt stop.

"I lost..."

"I lost..."

The two spoke in unison. Yake's sword had stopped at Shanks's neck, while Shanks's sword rested against Yake's heart.

"Hahahaha!" The two burst into laughter at the same time.

The only true loser was the Nameless Island. Their battle had reduced it to fragments, leaving it forever silent beneath the sea.

"Looks like they've decided the winner. Let's go pick up the captain," Benn Beckman said in relief. Just now, he had nearly thought his captain had died.

Yake returned to the Red Force with the somewhat exhausted Shanks, their arms draped over each other's shoulders.

"Who won?"

"Yake, it had to be you! I bet ten chicken legs that the captain would lose!" Lucky Roux asked anxiously. He had truly made a massive wager.

"Hahaha, it was a draw," Yake said indifferently. Winning or losing did not matter at all.

The two had fought for seven days. Compared to Akainu and Aokiji's battle, their expenditure had been even greater. There was no need to mention Yake, but Shanks not only had to constantly maintain Observation Haki to evade the fatal lightning that could suddenly strike down, every one of Yake's attacks was potentially lethal, forcing him to resist with all his strength. On top of that, there were the constant clashes of Conqueror's Haki. The consumption had been enormous.

Lucky Roux looked at his captain, who was already snoring in exhaustion, then at the energetic Yake. No matter how he looked at it, it did not seem like a draw.

"Haha, Lucky Roux, you lost! Your chicken legs are gone!" Jesus laughed as he threw an arm around Lucky Roux. He loved seeing Lucky Roux suffer the most.

"Bastard, you didn't win either!"

Morgans, high in the sky, had already taken his photos. With a face full of excitement, he hurried back to the newspaper office. Tomorrow, this news would shake the world! Even if he dropped dead from overwork, he had to write the report overnight.

"Brothers, let's hold a feast to celebrate the captain and Yake fighting to a draw!"

"Oooooohhh!"

The sleeping Shanks immediately woke when he smelled the meat. He grabbed it and wolfed it down, not forgetting to drink as well. After fighting Yake for nearly seven days, his stomach had long been growling. He swore he would never fight that monster Yake again. It was too infuriating. Ganging up on Kaido was much more fun.

"Yake, what exactly is going on with your physique? You're completely unlike a normal person!" Shanks still could not forget Yake's terrifying regenerative ability. Otherwise, they would not have fought for so long.

"Ah, I merely ate another Devil Fruit. It's nothing," Yake said, beginning to show off casually.

"Oh, I see. You ate two Devil Fru—pfft!" Food scraps flew from Shanks's mouth toward Yake. Yake hurriedly flashed to a safe spot. That was so unhygienic.

Lucky Roux, sitting behind Yake, was utterly dumbfounded. For no reason at all, he had been sprayed all over by his captain.

A world where only Lucky Roux got hurt had been achieved!