A Veteran Vice Admiral Who Served Alongside Garp / Sometimes the Truth Is That Simple and Ridiculous
"Tekkai?"
Kuta looked at the spot where his foot touched Corus, a strange glint in his eyes.
As expected of CP0!
They've actually cultivated the Tekkai to this level; I wonder what its upper limit is.
Thinking this, he quickly retracted his foot, then his left foot instantly became covered in Armament Haki. With a twist of his body, he spun 360 degrees and struck Corus in the chest with a "bang".
Thump--!
An even stronger wind swept outwards, causing the underlings of Kuta behind Bada to involuntarily squint their eyes.
"Is it still not working?"
"This is fucking..."
Although his hand-to-hand combat skills were lacking, they were still not something an ordinary person could withstand, especially since he was also entangled in Armament Haki.
Looking down at the surprise in Kuta's eyes, Corus calmly said, "Your kick is useless against me! I am the CP0 commander, known as the 'strongest shield among the Celestial Dragons '!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and stuck his index finger into Kuta's head.
"Shigan!"
His Tekkai had long since been honed to the point where he could move and wield it.
Therefore, this guy can unleash the Tekkai without limit in actual combat, maximizing his defense.
A red light flashed in Kuta's eyes. He easily dodged Corus's fingers by tilting his head to the right. Then he bent down, raised his sword with his left hand, Zankū the sword with his right hand, and stared up at Corus's chest.
Fists and kicks are useless, so what about the knife?
"Iai Slash!"
A flash of light, angled upwards, swiftly slashed towards Corus's chest.
Sensing the endless sharpness before his chest, Corus quickly covered his chest with a layer of dark Armament Haki.
Bang--!
After only a brief stalemate, Corus was sent flying by the force of the Kuta katana.
With a "whoosh," it flew towards the pile of rocks behind the boulder on the shore.
Boom--!
It slammed hard into the ground.
Kuta sheathed his sword, looked at the pile of rubble amidst rising dust, and a smirk appeared on his lips.
"You think you can show off? I'll teach you how!"
"You call yourself Tekkai? If you're so capable, why don't you use Armament Haki instead!"
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
Kuta laughed loudly, tore off his Wine Gourd and took a sip, then turned to look at Melason, "Hey! Old man, I heard you're an old Marine from the same class as Garp, how come you're doing so badly! You're only serving as a branch Base Commander near the first island of the Grand Line."
Melason looked at Kuta, slowly took off his navy coat, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.
The old man wasn't particularly tall, not even that Kuta, but he exuded an aura that only a peerless expert could possess.
He held his hands in front of him, pinched his fingers together, and made a "snap" sound, like popping beans.
"Now that you know I was born in the same year as Garp, and that I was placed on the first island, do you know why?"
"Why?"
Kuta looked excited.
He looked at Melason with a glint in his eye.
Although that CP0 officer was strong, his strength was limited. If Kuta really wanted to kill him, it would only take one strike.
But the old man in front of him was different; he felt pressure emanating from him.
"Why!"
Melason coated his hands with jet-black Armament Haki and stomped his feet on the ground.
With a "whoosh," it appeared in front of Kuta in an instant.
"Of course, it's because I'm strong enough!"
After saying that, he clenched his right fist, pulled it back, and then, like a cannonball, slammed it towards Kuta.
"So fast!"
Kuta looked at Melason, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
The old man's "shaving" was much faster than that of the CP0 officer from before, almost like Teleportation.
Looking at the pitch-black fist in front of him and feeling its sharpness, Kuta quickly put away his contempt and dared not meet it with his own fist, because these old guys could be said to have spent their entire lives practicing martial arts.
Faced with Melason's fist, which he had practiced for decades, he instantly drew his knife, the blade covered in Armament Haki.
"Iai Slash!"
Clang--!
The two sides were locked in a stalemate when a shockwave-like storm swept wildly in all directions, causing a section of the beach beneath their feet to cave in.
The storm swept across the beach, causing the sand to tremble and fly in the wind, making everyone, whether it was the Kuta, the Navy, or the CP, unable to resist heading towards the shore.
"Old man, you're quite old, but your strength isn't bad!"
Kuta stared at the pressure on the old man's fist, his arms and forehead veins bulging.
This old man was the third powerful person he had encountered.
The first two, the first one was the Golden Lion, who died.
The second one was Marine Admiral, a yellow-skinned monkey. Since I didn't want to fight this guy, I tested him a bit and then quickly ended the encounter.
The third one is the old man in front of us.
As expected of a veteran vice Vice Admiral in the Navy, with this level of strength, if he wanted to, no Pirates could possibly get past him!
No wonder there are hardly any Supernovas or powerful Pirates crews sailing from here to the Sabaody Archipelago on route number five.
He heard this news from Firebird.
I initially thought it might be luck, or perhaps the countries along this route were too powerful, like Bada of the Bass Kingdom.
Now I know, so it was this old guy!
With this guy guarding the entrance, let alone the Supernovas, any Pirates crew with even a little fame and strength would probably be sent to Impel Down, the Impel Down, by Melason!
Sensing the Armament Haki Zankū, which was showing signs of collapse, Kuta calmly and quickly sheathed his sword, then rapidly replenished his Armament Haki before slashing towards Melason's fist again.
Clang--!
"The ultimate application of Armament Haki!"
Kuta stared at Melason, a glint of excitement in his eyes.
Melason looked at Kuta, and then slammed his other fist toward Kuta's head.
"Kid, since you've run into me, consider yourself unlucky. You'd better obediently go to Impel Down!"
"That's hard to say!"
Kuta looked at Melason, a smirk playing on his lips, a flash of red light in his eyes, and with a twist of his toe on the ground, he brushed his ear against Melason's left fist and retreated to the right.
Can they escape?
Melason looked at Kuta, paused his left fist in mid-air, then twisted his body, quickly changed direction, and smashed it down towards Kuta's face.
"That old man is so heartless!"
"With a face as handsome as mine, how could you be so cruel?"
Feeling the unavoidable fist coming at him, a hint of helplessness flashed in Kuta's eyes before he vanished from his spot in an instant.
"Um!"
Melason's fist passed through Kuta's head and stopped in mid-air.
In the interplay of movement and stillness, one demonstrates unparalleled control over power and one's own body.
"An afterimage?"
Melason stood still, a red light flashing in his eyes, and the Armament Haki on his hands gradually faded.
He shouted loudly outside, "Kid, all you do is run away!"
"I'm not running away, I just have something to tell you."
Kuta appeared on the shore next to Kuina, looked at Melason on the beach, and chuckled softly.
"No rush, wait a minute, I'll let you play to your heart's content!"
As he spoke, he Guotou to look at Bada.
"Bada, let's part ways here. All the experts on this island are here. Your task is to rescue your people."
"Kuta..."
"Alright."
Kuta interrupted him, "We can talk about gratitude when we get back. Now is not the time to relax! You need to hurry. The World Government and the Navy's powerful figures might arrive to provide support at any time."
"If I find myself outnumbered, that would be terrible!"
"Knew."
Bada looked at Kuta with unwavering determination in his eyes, then quickly turned around and led his men into the pile of rocks on the shore.
He had visited the island more than once in the past few years and already knew where the island's inhabitants were being held.
"Hey! Wait, wait!"
Firebird looked at Bada, rushed over, stopped them, and took out a Camera Den Den Mushi from his backpack and handed it to Bada.
"Bada, take this Recording Den Den Mushi with you and record everything that's happening on the island. That way we can publish it in the news later!"
He wanted to record Kuta's heroic fighting prowess here, not go with Bada to witness the human tragedy on the island.
If it weren't for the fact that their Newspaper Office had a previous deal with Kuta, he might not have handed the Camera Den Den Mushi to Bada.
Because he had absolutely no interest in what was happening on the island.
He's only interested in Kuta now.
Chapter 35 Sometimes the truth is just that simple and ridiculous.
Watching the group of Bada disappear into the pile of rocks on the shore, the Cipher Pol members dressed in black instinctively wanted to chase after them.
Their target this time is Bada, as for the Silver Hair Crew, others will naturally deal with them.
"Hey! You guys should just stay here!"
Just as they were about to take action, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
The number of Cipher Pol members who came this time was not large, only about ten, because they knew that to deal with the Silver Hair- haired guy Bada, ordinary organization members would just be cannon fodder.
Just like those naval soldiers, he couldn't even withstand the Conqueror's Haki of the Silver Hair.
These dozen or so members of the Cipher Pol all possess at least one of the Six Powers, which is why they came along.
They stared at Kuta, their bodies tense and filled with vigilance.
However, Kuta simply stood there and did not make a move.
These guys are the perfect sparring partners for Ahua Trio!
Just then, behind these Cipher Pol members, Ahua and A-Luo had transformed into half-orcs, while A-Tao, with a cigarette in her mouth and a long knife in her hand, charged towards these people from behind.