Jet-black Haki coiled around invisible Ryuo as Garp's iron fist tore through the air in an instant.
His fist whistled straight toward Lorne's face.
"Just what I wanted!"
Lorne laughed wildly and advanced instead of retreating.
The two types of Haki and the Grit within him surged to full power in that instant.
"Iron Body: Steel!"
Lorne growled, crossing his arms in front of him as Armament Haki instantly coated them.
Boom!
A dull impact exploded like thunder.
Violent currents of air swept outward, tearing a massive crater into the beach beneath their feet.
The impact drove the seawater into towering waves that parted to either side.
Garp's fist pressed firmly against Lorne's arms, the force of his Ryuo flooding into Lorne's body like a tide.
"Brat, that's some defense you've got!"
Garp grinned broadly, and the muscles in his right arm swelled again.
"Old man, you're still not hitting hard enough!"
Lorne gritted his teeth and held on, his feet sinking deep into the sand.
"Is that so?"
"Then take another punch from me!"
Garp shifted sideways, his left fist becoming a blur as it slammed toward Lorne's abdomen.
The punch was so fast that a piercing crack rang through the air.
With no way to dodge, Lorne could only take the blow head-on.
Bam!
Lorne flew backward like a cannonball.
He plowed a hundred-meter trench through the beach, smashing countless rocks before coming to a stop.
"Cough..."
Lorne spat out a mouthful of blood and braced himself against the broken rocks to stand.
"That felt good!"
"Again!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lorne shouted with a laugh.
Although his chest and abdomen had caved in somewhat, Battlefield Valor's regenerative power activated instantly.
Warm energy circulated through his body, knitting his broken ribs together within