Silent Sever!
Tatsuki waved both hands, and dozens of vacuum-transparent wind blades, sharp enough to cut through steel, slammed toward Garp's vital points with piercing shrieks.
Facing the sky full of wind blades, Garp didn't dodge or hide, simply swinging his fists.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Those incredibly sharp wind blades were smashed by those bare fists, dissipating into a breeze.
"Too light! Are you just scratching an itch for me?!"
Garp strode forward, ignoring all attacks, closing the distance in an instant and punching Tatsuki in the face.
"Pffft—"
[Ding! Detected that the host has actively attacked one of the Marines' top combat forces!]
[Discipline violation determined: Attacking a superior, insubordination!]
[Settlement reward: Violation Points + 2000!]
Tatsuki wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, stood up shakily, and his eyes became fanatical.
"Cough, cough... That punch of yours... did you not eat? It's so weak, no wonder you couldn't catch Roger and couldn't keep an eye on your son."
"Hiss..."
The sound of collective gasps echoed on the deck.
Bogard, who was peeking from the cabin entrance, almost had his jaw hit his feet.
Is this kid crazy? Saying such things? Does he think his life is too long?
A bright red cross vein instantly popped on Garp's forehead, and his smile became incredibly "kind".
"It seems you have more guts than Dragon. Since you think it's light, then I'll give you an extra serving."
Boom!
This time, the air exploded.
Tatsuki didn't even see Garp's movement clearly, only feeling a fierce wind rushing at his face.
Cyclone Barrier!
He used all his strength to mobilize his devil fruit ability, setting up layers of high-pressure airflow in front of him. But in front of that pitch-black iron fist, these airflows, which were enough to deflect cannonballs, were as fragile as a thin piece of paper.
Bang!
Tatsuki took a direct hit to the face. His features were instantly displaced, and he spun seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air before smashing into the deck, so deep he couldn't be pried out.
"Cough, cough..."
Tatsuki lay in the wreckage, blood overflowing from the corner of his lips, grimacing in pain.
But he was smiling.
Because the blue light screen on his retina was frantically scrolling.
[Ding! Detected that the host has publicly provoked a Marine Vice Admiral in a public place!]
[Discipline violation determined: Verbally contradicting a superior!]
[Settlement reward: Violation Points + 1500!]
"Not dead yet? If you're not dead, crawl back up for me!"
Garp stood outside the hole, clenching his fist. He seemed to regret not holding back just now, but his mouth remained unforgiving.
"Of course... not dead."
In the wreckage, a green gale suddenly rose.
Storm Wings!
The airflow behind him condensed into huge wings, his speed instantly exploding. He turned into a streak of green light, frantically attacking around Garp.
"Too slow! I can see all your movements!"
Fist of Love!
Bang! Boom! Snap!
"This is the Marine Hero? Just this? You haven't even messed up my hair!"
At this point, Tatsuki had huge lumps all over his face.
[Ding! Violation Points + 2200!]
"Kill me if you have the guts! If you don't, I'll report you to Fleet Admiral Kong for abusing a new Marine!"
[Ding! Violation Points + 3000!]
For the entire afternoon, a tragic one-sided beating took place on the deck of the dog head warship.
But every time Tatsuki was sent flying, he would stubbornly crawl back up, his mouth still spewing trash talk that made one's blood pressure soar.
The Marines went from horror at the beginning to numbness later, and finally to admiration.
"Tatsuki... is truly a man."
"To be beaten like that and still stand up to mock Vice Admiral Garp—this willpower is terrifying."
"Is he provoking Vice Admiral Garp so he can break through in an extreme state? What a moving heart for seeking the path."
Garp went from rage at the beginning to surprise later, and finally to... being somewhat speechless.
This kid, how does he get more energetic the more he's beaten?
That kind of look...
That look of his eyes shining as he looked at Garp's fist, as if looking at gold—what on earth was going on?
As the sun set, Garp stopped his movements. Looking at the boy opposite him who, even while lying on the ground, stubbornly gave him the middle finger, he felt immense admiration in his heart.
"Alright! That's enough for today!"
Garp withdrew his Haki and waved his hand, his mood unexpectedly becoming exceptionally pleasant.
"Carry this kid to the infirmary! Use the best medicine! Don't let him die!"
"Yes!"
Two medics rushed up and lifted the limp Tatsuki onto a stretcher.
"Wait..."
On the stretcher, the originally "unconscious" Tatsuki suddenly reached out a trembling hand and grabbed Garp's leg as he passed by.
Garp was stunned and looked down. "What? Haven't had enough yet?"
On Tatsuki's face, which was so swollen it was unrecognizable, he managed to squeeze out a smile that looked worse than crying, his voice hoarse but full of sincerity:
"Vice Admiral... tomorrow... please... increase the intensity."
Garp: "..."
Marines: "..."
Madman! This is definitely a madman!
Only Tatsuki knew that the last thing he saw before passing out was that beautiful line of numbers on the system panel.
[Today's cumulative earnings: 28,500 Violation Points!]
[Violation Points: 128,700]
He let out a satisfied sigh in his heart.
Just five more days of being beaten... no, four days! I'll be able to pay for Haki in full!
Vice Admiral Garp, you're truly a good person.