From his tone of voice, it was clear that Akainu was already furious.
Getting punched across the room by Good had seriously hurt his pride as a veteran Admiral. Now, Akainu was ready to go all out.
Inside the conference room, the scorching waves of heat that swept through made even the veteran Vice Admirals tense up — especially the weaker ones.
Everyone looked visibly nervous. Akainu's strength was well-known. If he truly lost his temper and began using his Magu Magu no Mi (Magma-Magma Fruit) powers without restraint, everyone present could be in danger.
Many turned to Sengoku, hoping he would step in. But after his earlier reprimand, Sengoku now seemed to have no intention of stopping the fight.
Standing to the side, he looked on with amusement.
It was obvious: he was allowing Akainu and Good to go at it…
Now everyone turned their gaze to Aokiji and Kizaru — the other two Admirals, who certainly had the power to intervene.
But both Aokiji and Kizaru were showing no signs of stopping the clash. Instead, they looked on like curious spectators.
They, too, were intrigued by this newly promoted Admiral whom the Fleet Admiral himself had appointed.
And after seeing Good knock Akainu flying with a single punch, they couldn't help but wonder how powerful he really was.
On the other side of the room, Garp and Tsuru shared the same mindset.
Especially Garp — he'd been impressed by Good's use of Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki) earlier. It sparked his interest.
In this era dominated by Devil Fruits, it was rare to find someone with such powerful Haki.
"Heh! Brat, let's see what you're really made of…" Garp muttered under his breath, picking his nose with his pinky.
As for Good, when he saw Akainu about to explode, he didn't think much of it at all.
From his perspective, if someone wanted to fight, then sure — fight. Get it over with. Why waste time thinking?
Besides, fighting brought him benefits. Why not?
With his intelligence sacrificed, Good's brain now operated like a single-core processor — the moment a thought popped up, he acted on it instantly.
"Akainu-kun! Here I come!!"
Good shouted as he launched himself toward Akainu with zero hesitation.
Straightforward, reckless, and brutally simple. No flashy tricks.
Akainu, his face hidden beneath his cap, showed no emotion. As Good charged, he let out a cold grunt. "Reckless fool."
With that, Akainu raised his arm, now transformed into churning magma, and threw a punch at Good.
"Dai Funka!! (Great Eruption!)" he growled.
His magma arm surged like a living beast, morphing into a massive fist of molten rock that shot toward Good.
The searing heat surged through the room, causing Vice Admirals to scramble out of the way. Even veterans like Onigumo and Doberman avoided confronting that magma head-on.
Behind Garp, Helmeppo and Koby ducked and ran in panic.
Hundreds of degrees of heat — was this a joke?
Only Garp, the peak of physical strength, dared face the heatwaves head-on.
As the Dai Funka (Great Eruption) barreled toward Good, the latter let out a sharp cry and coated his entire body in Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki).
"Is he really planning to take Akainu's magma head-on?"
Someone in the room gasped.
"This is too reckless…"
"What the hell?! Is that bravery or just stupidity?"
Akainu's magma powers were considered the most destructive in the Navy. Who would dare block it with their body?
But Good did just that — without hesitation. His expression was resolute, showing no signs of doubt.
With a fist charged in Haoshoku Haki (Conqueror's Haki), he roared:
"I'll smash this magma to bits!!"
Empowered by advanced Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki), Good's punch shattered part of Akainu's Dai Funka (Great Eruption), magma scattering in all directions.
Still, he was swallowed by the overwhelming heat.
Everyone around gasped in shock.
Koby and Helmeppo, who had never witnessed such intense combat, froze in terror.
"He… He was completely engulfed by magma… D-Don't tell me Admiral Good is dead?!" Helmeppo trembled in panic, his hand gripping his chin.
Koby broke out into a cold sweat, unable to speak — but his face said it all: this was bad.
And yet — in the next moment — from within the falling waves of magma, Good's figure slowly emerged.
Though protected by advanced Haki (Armament Haki), his body was still covered in burns of various severity.
It had to be said — the Magu Magu no Mi (Magma-Magma Fruit) truly lived up to its reputation as the most offensively powerful fruit.
Seeing the state Good was in, many around the room showed genuine concern.
Even if his earlier behavior had been outrageous, they were all soldiers — comrades in arms. At the end of the day, they still cared.
"Should we call a medic?"
"Definitely! These burns are horrible…"
"Even with a doctor, I doubt this can be healed…"
"Why hasn't the Fleet Admiral stopped the duel yet?"
Whispers filled the room.
And just then—Good looked down at his injuries.
In the very next second, those terrible burns began healing — at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within moments, he was completely restored.
The crowd — already tense — stared in utter disbelief.
"What's going on?!" Vice Admiral Mole blinked, rubbed his eyes, thinking he must've seen wrong.
"Th-Those burns… they're completely gone?!" Onigumo stammered in shock.
Aokiji and Kizaru both raised their eyebrows.
"Yo… that's incredible. His injuries healed just like that…"
"Is Good a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user? No, even with Zoan recovery, it wouldn't be this fast… Maybe it's a unique healing-type fruit?" Aokiji murmured in speculation.
Garp could only click his tongue in amazement.
Across from Good, Akainu finally raised his head from under his cap — eyes filled with astonishment.
(End of Chapter)
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