The sky shattered. Cracks snaked across the island, the ground had long since been charred black, and the sea heaved without end.
Xia Le attacked with everything he had. Longinus's Spear, Thunder Giant, Two Billion Volts Thunder God—he unleashed every move in his arsenal.
But Whitebeard endured them all head-on. His body showed only patches of scorched skin and a few wounds.
Xia Le was stunned by how much punishment Whitebeard could take.
In sheer physical strength, Whitebeard even surpassed Xia Le as he was now. With that terrifying power and endurance, he could shrug off ordinary lightning strikes.
His fierce will to fight and boundless spirit were just as astonishing.
Whitebeard, too, was stunned.
"He took the power of my Tremor-Tremor Fruit head-on!"
"And after fighting this hard for so long, he's still full of energy."
"This kid's a monster!"
Both men had stopped holding back. Every blow was powerful enough to devastate the land, like a natural disaster.
Time and again, each took the other's attacks head-on, displaying extraordinary resilience.
Before long, the battle had lasted until dusk.
Lightning thundered over the island, and the sound of things breaking never ceased.
"They're both monsters!"
"Xia Le is terrifying. I can't believe he's fought Pops for this long!"
"Before this, only Roger could do that!"
Marco and the others stared wide-eyed at the two figures on the island, watching them raise blade and fist against each other again and again.
This battle was nowhere near its end.
"His Haki, Hand-to-Hand Combat, Swordsmanship, and willpower are all at the highest level."
"So this is Whitebeard?"
"Even in a battle pushed to the limit, my Devil Fruit Powers can no longer do much damage to him."
Xia Le's eyes shone brighter. His excitement kept growing.
Whitebeard could withstand an incredible amount