"Gale: One-Line Sky!"
Whoosh!
A thin sword aura sliced across Sakazuki and Borsalino's bodies.
Neither of them took any real damage.
Magma flowed over one body and healed in moments.
Golden light flickered over the other, restoring him just as quickly.
Though they were unhurt, neither looked pleased.
Sakazuki stared darkly at White Ghost.
"So arrogant. You still won't use your ability?"
"How scary. We've been fighting this long, and we still haven't forced out your ability."
Kizaru's tone was the same as ever, but his expression no longer looked relaxed.
White Ghost touched the burn on his chest and looked up at them.
"Can't you see my wound healing? Isn't that using it?"
The moment he said that, Sakazuki lost patience first. His body turned into magma as he charged at White Ghost.
"Dogtooth Red Lotus!"
White Ghost coated his greatsword in Haki and chopped straight at Akainu.
"Power Slash!"
Boom!
The two began a contest of strength.
A red light flashed through White Ghost's eyes.
"Speed is weight. Have you ever been kicked at the speed of light?"
Borsalino flashed behind White Ghost and raised his leg.
Whoosh!
White Ghost vanished from where he stood.
Bang!
Borsalino's light-speed kick collided with Sakazuki's magma fist.
Just as Kizaru prepared to pull back, White Ghost appeared behind him. In half-dragon form, he raised his greatsword.
"I haven't forgotten that kick from last time, Admiral Kizaru!"
Swish!
The greatsword, coated in Conqueror's Haki, slashed down at Borsalino.
Kizaru dodged immediately.
It looked a little like selling out his teammate, but he had no desire to take that slash.
Kizaru avoided it.
Sakazuki, who had just withdrawn his strength, could not.
Splurt!
The greatsword carved brutally across his chest, blood spilling instantly.
After landing the hit, White Ghost immediately pulled back.
Swish!
Borsalino's Ama no Murakumo sword cut through empty air.
Akainu hurriedly used his ability to seal the wound, his face dark as he stared at White Ghost in midair.
"You tricked us."
Borsalino's expression was ugly as well.
White Ghost had fought for so long while deliberately making them believe he would not use his ability.
Who would have thought he had been setting them up?
Caught off guard, Sakazuki took a hit.
Everyone watching, both on-site and through the broadcast, stared in shock.
The battle had only gone on for half a day, yet an Admiral was already wounded.
Whitebeard and the others, however, showed disdain in their eyes.
Not toward White Ghost.
Toward the two Admirals.
They had fought their way out of the Rocks era. No matter what battle they faced, they would never drop their guard.
That brat had only played a small trick, yet the Admirals still fell for it.
Too young.
What shocked people most was White Ghost's strength—and his crew.
White Ghost alone was holding back two Admirals.
That mysterious blind man was holding back another.
All three Admirals were occupied.
As for the other Vice Admirals, they too had been stopped.
On the battlefield, Brook fiercely attacked Vice Admiral Strawberry.
His strength was lacking, but his speed was more than enough.
What troubled Strawberry most was that this skeleton's sword carried cold air. One careless mistake would let that bone-chilling frost seep into him, forcing him to be extremely cautious.
Elsewhere, Urouge and Vice Admiral Dalmatian traded blows in a brutal brawl.
Both fought fist to fist.
With his powerful physique and his karma ability, Urouge forced Dalmatian back step by step.
"Karma Return!"
Urouge seized an opening and swung his huge fist at his opponent.
Dalmatian brought both arms together in front of him.
"Iron Body!"
Bang!
The heavy impact sent Dalmatian flying.
"Gah!"
Dalmatian steadied himself, dropping to one knee as he looked coldly at the large man ahead.
"You sinful man!"
Dalmatian roared and activated his Devil Fruit.
"Dog-Dog Fruit, Dalmatian Form!"
Urouge raised an eyebrow.
"A Zoan? You waited this long to use it. Were you looking down on this monk?"
"Shave."
Dalmatian said nothing and moved at high speed.
"Tempest Kick!"
Swish!
An energy slash flew toward Urouge.
Bang!
Urouge smashed the attack apart with one punch, his eyes constantly tracking the Marine's movement as he pushed his Observation Haki to the limit.
"Six Powers Secret Art: Conqueror Spear!"
Dalmatian suddenly appeared behind Urouge, clenched both fists, and struck.
Bang!
Urouge grunted and flew forward, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.
Dalmatian seized the chance, quickly appeared in front of him, and punched at his head.
Bang!
The blow landed solidly on the back of Urouge's head.
But Dalmatian did not feel happy.
That spot was pitch-black, coated in Haki.
He was about to retreat when a large hand grabbed him.
After absorbing enough damage, Urouge's body began swelling. Soon, a five-meter-tall giant stared down at the Marine in his hand.
"The boss told us, when your opponent is too fast, you can deliberately sell an opening. The condition is that you can endure the damage."
Urouge raised his fist.
Buzz.
His arm seemed to swell another size.
"Karmic Cycle!"
Dalmatian saw that struggling was useless and immediately coated his entire body in Armament Haki.
"Iron Body: Steel!"
Bang!
Urouge's fist smashed into him, and a white shockwave burst between the punch and Dalmatian's body.
"Ah!"
Urouge increased his strength, veins bulging on his forehead, his face savage.
Whoosh!
Dalmatian was sent flying backward, crashing straight into a building.
Boom!
The building collapsed into rubble, dust billowing into the air.
For a long while, no one stood back up.
"Hah… hah… hah…"
Urouge panted heavily, looking ahead. Then the corner of his mouth lifted.
"So this is a Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral. Nothing special."
The Marines nearby glared at him with bloodshot eyes.
"Attack! He has no strength left! Kill him!"
"Charge!"
A large group of Marines rushed toward the exhausted Urouge.
"Franky Barrage!"
Franky flew through the air and opened fire on the crowd.
Boom, boom, boom!
Small blue bullets exploded repeatedly among the Marines.
"Ah!"
Screams rang out one after another.
Franky landed beside Urouge.
"Hey, you were super cool just now! You beat a Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral!"
Urouge punched away three incoming Marines.
"After training this long, if I couldn't even defeat a Marine Vice Admiral, I'd be embarrassing the boss."
"Hahahaha!"
Franky laughed and fired another beam.
Ever since he replaced his energy core, he had basically become a walking war machine.
The component in his chest had fused with the Plasma Fruit, allowing him to output energy continuously.
Of course, there was still a limit.
If a person had eaten it, they could have developed the fruit quickly.
Unfortunately, Franky was not a person who had eaten it. He could only fuse with it slowly.
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