Garp's fist collided heavily with Troius Jeno's leg. In that instant, time seemed to freeze.
Troius Jeno felt a force as heavy as a mountain surge through his leg.
The tremendous impact made his body tremble uncontrollably.
He gritted his teeth and drove the power within him to its limit, trying to withstand Garp's blow.
But Garp was, after all, one of the world's strongest fighters, his strength unfathomable.
With a low roar, he unleashed another burst of Haki, and the force behind his fist abruptly increased.
Troius Jeno felt an irresistible surge of power wash over him like a tide.
His leg could no longer hold. With a sharp crack, the bone snapped instantly.
Then, as though struck by a heavy hammer, he hurtled backward, his body beyond his control.
He traced a long arc through the air and slammed into the distant ground, leaving a deep crater.
Amid the billowing dust, Troius Jeno lay in the crater, his face as pale as paper.
He kept coughing up blood, yet an unyielding light still shone in his eyes.
Garp stood where he was, panting slightly as he looked at Troius Jeno lying on the ground.
He nodded faintly. "Not bad, kid. You've got some skills."
"Haha! You really do live up to your name as the Hero of the Navy. Even my strongest blow couldn't beat you."
Troius Jeno spoke with feeling. At present, he could only unleash an attack like that once.
The muscles and bones throughout his body had now suffered severe damage, and he needed some time to recover.
However, his Quick-Quick Fruit ability could speed up his recovery.
"Kakarot, only you and Hades are left. Come on! I want to see what you can do!"
Garp's voice rang out across heaven and earth like a