"Someone else dares set their sights on my Flower Country?"
Chinjao had just been about to use Hasshoken against the enemy.
He had not expected Whitebeard to make his signature move the moment he appeared.
He drew both arms inward, his fists sending vibrations through the air.
The tremendous force instantly stirred up waves, cracking numerous buildings around the port and even making Flower Country begin to shake.
How terrifying would it be if that punch struck the ground?
The port would probably collapse underground from the earthquake immediately, followed by countless cracks splitting the island apart.
What if that punch struck Chinjao's head instead?
Did Hasshoken pack enough punch compared to the Tremor-Tremor Fruit?
Could his pointed head smash Whitebeard's Murakumogiri?
Chinjao really had to hand it to them. How had the monsters of the Rocks Pirates become even more monstrous?
Nevertheless, Armament Haki still wrapped around his pointed skull.
He hardened both fists with Armament Haki as well!
Strength was what truly mattered. However powerful a Devil Fruit ability might be, a Haki expert must never admit inferiority.
The spirited Chinjao was also in his prime.
Although he was already middle-aged compared to Shane, this was the age when men on the seas had undergone countless trials.
They were powerful fighters whose Haki, Rokushiki, and worldly experience had been honed countless times.
Chinjao gritted his teeth and spread his Observation Haki.
He sensed the arrivals!
Was that a giant dragon?
Behind it were powerful giants and an abnormally large ship.
Were they strong?
He had grown up in West Blue and had seen plenty of the giants who lived there.
Especially Sanjuan Wolf, who ate and drank everywhere he went.
To him, it was merely filling his stomach, but to others, it was a catastrophic disaster.
The thick-skinned,