Hashirama Senju looked at him, an admiring smile appearing on his face as well.
"The same goes for you, Lord Edward Newgate."
"Your power truly is enough to destroy the world."
"Had we not been in this special arena, and had my body not possessed nearly limitless chakra, I would probably have been the one to lose."
He was telling the truth.
Whitebeard's [Tremor-Tremor Fruit] possessed an utterly unreasonable power of destruction.
His [Wood Release], meanwhile, was the ultimate manifestation of vitality and creativity.
This had been a clash of spear and shield from the start.
In the end, the one with greater energy reserves had the last laugh.
The system's majestic voice rang out at just the right moment, bringing this legendary battle to a close.
[Exhibition match one], winner-Hashirama Senju!!
Whoooosh!!
Only now did the audience snap out of their daze, erupting into thunderous applause and cheers!
They cheered for the victor!
And they paid their highest respects to the World's Strongest, whose defeat had brought him no dishonor!
Whitebeard and Hashirama Senju slowly vanished in the light, teleported back to the spectator stands to recover.
The entire venue remained immersed in the tremendous shock of the battle they had just witnessed.
"That... that was ridiculous... that giant Buddha at the end was practically a god descending to earth!"
"The God of Shinobi... he really lives up to that title!"
"Whitebeard lost with honor, too! He shook that giant Buddha through his own power alone!"
Inside the Royal Box, however, the atmosphere was entirely different.
"Hmph, what was that?!"
Puffing out her cheeks, Perona was the first to complain:
"That big beard and that big log fighting just now had no beauty to it at all. All they did was smash up the arena, bang, bang,