Blackbeard strode smugly toward the docks, lost in his wonderful dreams. He was already imagining the wonderful life ahead. With darkness in one hand and tremors in the other, he would fear no one except Su Yu!
Even the Three Admirals would be thrashed by his tremors once they lost their Devil Fruit powers!
Yet when he strolled to the edge of the battlefield, he suddenly realized that things did not seem quite as he had imagined...
Why did Whitebeard look to be in better shape than the Three Admirals?! Had he come in the wrong way? Should he back out and try walking in again?
Seriously, are you Three Admirals watered-down versions or something?! All three of you together couldn't take down a Whitebeard on his last legs? Are you any good at all?! Retire! Hurry up and retire! If I were you, I'd be too ashamed to stay an Admiral! What a bunch of failures!
But the next moment, he suddenly noticed something strange about the atmosphere. How should he put it? Although they were fighting, and fighting fiercely at that, it lacked that tense feeling of two sides at each other's throats.
And what was with all these spectators? Garp, even slacking off shouldn't be this ridiculous. Does a blockhead like Jozu really warrant you personally holding him down? And why have you two frozen in that position? Even if Ace is your grandson, you don't have to go so easy on him so obviously!
And Admiral Candidate Momousagi standing over there, get in there! Can't you see your seniors have been beaten like dogs? Are you trying to get one of the Three Admirals killed so you can take their place? Hiss!
Then Blackbeard suddenly noticed something amiss. Whitebeard's condition seemed different from what he remembered...