Ryan's sword strike swept toward everyone present. He actually meant to take on all nine powerful fighters below him alone!
If one word could describe it, that word was terrifying!
"That brat!" Whitebeard didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had barely finished speaking, and Ryan had already proved him wrong.
Still, he marveled at Ryan's talent. One hint from him, and Ryan had strengthened this move so much in such a short time.
If Ryan could have heard Whitebeard's thoughts, he would have burst out laughing. He had met every requirement long ago; all he lacked was a spark, and Whitebeard's words had happened to provide it.
"What a sword strike!"
The Wind Swordsman was the first to act. As a swordsman, how could he back down now? Gale-like Sword Intent poured from him.
Wind was one of the most common things in the world. Some breezes were warm and gentle; others were fierce and violent. His gale was the latter.
Sand and stones whirled around Yasuo, the Wind Swordsman.
"Wind Barrier!"
In an instant, a wall of air formed from sword energy appeared above Yasuo.
He intended to use it to break Ryan's Two-Sleeved Green Snake!
"Incredible!" Garp praised Ryan as he watched him in the sky.
Every time Garp saw Ryan, the young man had grown stronger. If this continued, Garp couldn't imagine who in the world would still be able to stop him.
"Hmph!" Akainu snorted. Ryan, his enemy, seemed to have grown stronger again, and it left him seething.
He formed a Magma Fist and sent it toward the sky.
Garp threw a punch, while Sengoku thrust a palm upward.
The others each used their own strengths to counter Ryan's attack.
Boom!
The ground shook. Dust billowed into the sky, then quickly dispersed.
Akainu