Extreme speed could pierce almost anything! It was also the hardest attack in the world to defend against!
That instantaneous distortion tilted even space itself, leaving it layered, as though it had been divided into several dimensions.
Yet River crossed those dimensions in a matter of milliseconds.
Clean, decisive, simple, and direct-as soon as he appeared, his right foot lashed out in a vicious kick.
Boom!
The kick struck the right arm Whitebeard had raised on reflex.
His enormous body was hurled away, tumbling head over heels across the ice. He flew nearly three thousand meters before finally coming to a stop.
"Pops!!"
Another wave of anxious cries rang out across the battlefield.
But River's attack still did not stop.
He stamped his right foot against the ground and crossed a hundred meters in an instant, leaving a string of sonic booms and shock waves behind him.
In the blink of an eye, he was before Whitebeard again.
"River!!!"
With a low, furious roar, Whitebeard raised his fist and hammered it down.
Boom!
Speed and strength collided, and Whitebeard's body shuddered violently. After a momentary pause, both men shot backward again.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Once he came to a stop, Whitebeard suddenly shuddered, bent over, and coughed up a great mouthful of blood, staining the shattered ice beneath his feet red.
The sight drew the attention of countless people across the battlefield.
A gleam appeared in the Marines' eyes, while the pirates' expressions changed.
"Hurry! Break through here!"
"Pops probably won't hold out much longer!"
Marco gritted his teeth, tore his gaze away, and shouted.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
Just then, an enormous figure appeared behind the pirates, stomping across the ground toward them.
"It's Oars!!"
"He's finally here!"
**"Once we break through that gate, we can save