"Boom--!!!"
The moment the two fists collided, the whole world seemed to fall silent for a moment.
Then, a terrifying shockwave exploded from the center of the collision, spreading wildly in all directions.
A large section of the surrounding ice was overturned, and shards of ice and debris were carried dozens of meters away by the shockwave.
A recent warship was hit head-on by the shockwave, and its hull broke in two.
Their fists remained locked in mid-air, neither giving way.
The Flame Clouds behind Bullet swirled in the impact, and Garp's cloak was blown straight backward by the shockwave.
Beneath their feet, the ice surface was constantly cracking and collapsing, with cracks spreading in all directions.
"Strong enough!"
Bullet grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs.
"Truly a naval hero! Let's do it again!"
Bullet retracted his right fist, spun in mid-air, and swept his left leg like a battle axe towards Garp's waist.
Garp lowered his arm and used his forearm to block Bullet's kick.
With another muffled thud, the ruins beneath Garp's feet finally succumbed to the immense force and collapsed completely.
The two fell from the top of the ruins, continuing their attack even in mid-air.
Bullet's fists rained down on Garp, each punch carrying the force to shatter a mountain.
Garp parried each blow with his iron fists, each block sending the air crackling with a deafening roar.
The two fought from the air to the ice surface, and from the ice surface to the harbor, leaving ruins in their wake.
"I've wanted to fight you for ages!"
Bullet punched Garp's crossed arm, sending Garp staggering back several steps.
"So many years have passed, and you old man haven't gotten any weaker!"
"Snort!"
Garp steadied himself and twisted his neck.
"I can fight for another hundred years!"
"How could I possibly be outdone by you juniors!"
On Garp's right fist, the Conqueror's Haki Inazuma suddenly became even more ferocious.
He took a step forward, shattering the ice beneath his feet, and lunged forward, delivering an uppercut aimed at Bullet's chin.
" Galaxy Impact!"
Bullet's pupils contracted slightly; the power of that punch made him feel a sense of danger.
He didn't take the punch head-on; instead, he twisted his body at an unusual angle, barely avoiding it.
However, the Conqueror's Haki shockwave from Garp's fist still grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody gash on his face.
Then it blasted upwards into the sky, creating a huge hole in a large cloud layer.
"That's ruthless!"
Bullet wiped the blood from his face, his fighting spirit only growing more fervent.
"That's more interesting!"
He crossed his fists in front of his chest, and Demonic Aura Conqueror's Haki condensed simultaneously, forming a rapidly spinning black and red energy ball on his fists.
" Demonic Aura - Overlord Jade!"
Garp was equally unyielding; the black and red Inazuma on his right fist was even more ferocious than before, and his entire arm was wrapped in a layer of lightning.
" Fist Bone - Meteorite!"
The two threw punches simultaneously, and the black and red shockwaves collided violently.
This collision was far more terrifying than the previous one; the shockwave shattered all the ice within hundreds of meters and even churned up the seabed silt.
Those nearby naval soldiers and pirates were struck by the shockwave, bleeding from all seven orifices and immediately losing consciousness.
As the smoke cleared, the two stood in the center of a massive ice crater over a hundred meters in diameter.
Their clothes were tattered and torn, but their eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit.
"Again!" they both roared at the same time, charging at each other once more.
On the other side of the battlefield, a completely different battle is underway.
There was no deafening roar, no terrifying shockwave, only the crisp sound of blades colliding with ice, and the tangible sense of oppression between the two.
Dracule Mihawk, wielding the Black Blade Yoru, stood on a patch of ice.
Opposite him was Marine Admiral Aokiji. The ground around them had been completely frozen by Aokiji's Ice-Ice Fruit, and the air was filled with a biting cold.
Aokiji thrust both hands forward forcefully.
Two thick ice pillars shot out from his palms, splitting in the air into dozens of sharp ice spears, which rained down on Hawk Eyes like a storm.
Hawk Eyes flicked his wrist, and Black Blade Yoru drew a perfect arc in front of him.
A pale green slashing wave flew out from the blade, as thin as a sheet of paper, yet sharp enough to cut through anything.
The ice spears were all sliced in half the moment they hit the slashing wave.
The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, without even a single shard of ice flying out.
The slashing wave continued its relentless advance towards Aokiji.
Aokiji dodged the attack with a flash of cold air.
The spot where he had been standing was struck by the slashing wave, and a deep, narrow crack appeared on the ice.
"Such a sharp slash."
Aokiji reformed in mid-air, the chill emanating from his feet spreading outwards and thickening the surrounding ice.
"But--"
He clapped his hands, and dozens of sharp ice spikes suddenly sprang up from the ice beneath Hawk Eyes's feet, piercing towards him from all directions.
Hawk Eyes's expression didn't even change.
He spun around in place, drawing a perfect Black Blade Yoru around himself.
The icicles were chopped into pieces half a meter away from him, piling up into a ring of glistening ice shards at his feet.
"There's no need for this kind of probing, Aokiji."
Hawk Eyes raised his head, a sharp glint flashing in his golden eyes.
"Let me see the true strength of Marine Admiral."
Aokiji was silent for a moment, then he smiled.
That smile held both helplessness and earnestness.
"That's true."
Aokiji straightened up, his right hand forming a fist, and an ice blade condensed from extremely compressed cold air took shape in his palm.
The ice blade was completely transparent, and a visible chill swirled around its edge.
The temperature of the surrounding air dropped several degrees because of the appearance of this ice blade.
Ice Age Sword.
Aokiji stomped his foot and charged towards Hawk Eyes.
He was incredibly fast, leaving a white afterimage trail across the ice.
He raised the ice blade high and slashed it towards Hawk Eyes's head.
Hawk Eyes raised his knife to parry.
The moment the Black Blade Yoru collided with the ice blade, it produced a crisp, ear-piercing sound.
A terrifying chill erupted from the ice blade, spreading along the body of the Black Blade Yoru.
In an instant, the entire blade froze into an icicle.
The chill continued to spread, freezing Hawk Eyes's arm as he gripped the knife.
"Um?"
Hawk Eyes raised an eyebrow slightly, flicked his wrist, and an incomparably sharp sword intent erupted from his body.
The ice layer that had frozen Black Blade Yoru shattered instantly, ice shards flying all around him.
He swung his sword backhand, a simple, unadorned horizontal slash.
But when Aokiji saw this strike, his pupils suddenly contracted—he felt that no matter which direction he dodged, he would be struck by this blade.
Aokiji transformed into his elemental form without hesitation.
His body transformed into a cloud of cold air, attempting to drift backward.
But Hawk Eyes's slash was too fast; Aokiji's elemental body hadn't even fully dispersed before the slash arrived.
The blade of Black Blade Yoru sliced through the cold air, though it did not strike anything solid.
However, the sword intent attached to the blade left tiny cracks on every ice crystal of the chilling air.
As Aokiji reformed his form several dozen meters away, a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Those tiny sword marks could not heal in his elemental state; they could only be repaired slowly once he returned to his physical form.