Bang!
The veins on Garp's arm bulged. With a slight exertion, the clothes on his body exploded apart.
Muscles rippled all over his body, brimming with explosive power. Standing there, he was like an insurmountable mountain. With a disdainful glance, it seemed that all the storms of the world were no more than a single punch.
"Guo Mo Guo Moruo!" [Sorry, wrong channel!]
The Iron Fist came crashing down!
The force of the punch surged out in waves, stirring up the surrounding air as sonic booms thundered.
This punch was as fast as lightning, countless times faster than Garp's earlier attacks.
Sure enough, no one in the Monkey Family knew how to play the game unless things were dire and they were at critical health. Clearly, Garp had recovered his account.
Clang!
Ryan blocked it with his sword.
After just one exchange, Ryan knew the battle ahead would not be easy.
Sure enough, Garp's fists came raining down like a furious storm, giving Ryan no chance to react or catch his breath. In an instant, Ryan was held down by Garp alone.
At that moment, Observation Haki became useless. Even if he could see the future, there was no time to react, because every one of Garp's punches was like this. In particular, Garp's broad, sweeping fist winds severely countered those proficient in Observation Haki.
When sheer momentum crushed you, what was there to predict?
Unless Ryan teleported away directly, but he could not do that. This was his first battle in unifying the New World.
He wanted everyone to witness his strength, so that everything afterward would be much easier. What kind of strength truly left an impression deep in people's hearts? Naturally, facing one's enemies head-on and breaking all techniques with raw power. Whitebeard was acknowledged as the