Boom!!
Garp, plunging down like a cannonball, landed a fierce punch on Sage, who was thrown to the ground, sending a shockwave rippling outward, stirring up clouds of smoke beneath his fist.
The impact of the shockwave caused a vibration, making the already precarious bridge sway violently, misaligning its dense cracks, and causing small rocks to cascade down.
Garp maintained his punching stance, a hint of surprise on his face.
The smoke quickly dispersed, and his massive fist had not hit Sage's head but was blocked by crossed arms.
Sage's arms slowly lowered, revealing sharp eyes and a grinning face.
Sage grabbed Garp's fist with one hand and yanked it to the side with force. As his body twisted, his legs kicked out, his toes hitting Garp's flank, sending Garp's body flying sideways.
In the instant of being flung away, Sage took a deep breath, white vapor spewing out from his nose and mouth, his body's muscles swelling furiously, forming into an armor-like state.
"100%!"
He roared, utilizing the motion of kicking out his legs to flip horizontally, his toes touching the ground to rebound into the air, his body spinning rapidly upward, both fists turning into afterimages, each punch carrying tremendous force, pursuing Garp with a relentless barrage.
"Thousand Strike Rokuogan!!"
"Ora ora ora ora!!"
Bam bam bam bam!
Countless afterimages were like rapidly swinging whips, manically showering down on Garp's body, the impact of each punch seeming to penetrate Garp's form, every blow to the front causing the back to bulge slightly. Garp, like a ragdoll being ruthlessly pummeled, was shaken violently, quickly ascending into the sky.
"Ora!!"
Boom!!
With the final blow, Sage combined both fists, slamming them fiercely towards Garp's face, the impact sending Garp rocketing into the air, turning him into a tiny dot in the sky.
The final Secret Technique of the Six Styles, besides combining with Tenha Kassatsu, its impact can also merge with the Hundred Split Fist, allowing him, through the mysteries of the Dragon Transformation Breathing Technique, to unleash even more punches!
"Hoo!"
Sage stepped on air, bouncing slightly in the air, vapor streaming from his nose and mouth, diving downward like a comet.
Take advantage now, destroy the bridge!
Bogard, standing on the bridge, gripped his sword hilt, watching the massive form rapidly descending, his posture slightly bent, preparing for an Iaijutsu move.
"Puhahahaha!"
But at this moment, a hearty laugh echoed from above.
Suddenly, Sage, who was diving downward, felt an instinctive warning, his scalp tingling, he turned defensively as a reflex.
The figure who had been sent to the sky was now plummeting down like a meteor, his white cape fluttering with his descent, the 'Justice' emblem on his back appearing and disappearing. His white suit stained with blood, yet the presence it conveyed was merely as though it had scraped a bit, a minor blemish.
The sound of rapid descent from high altitude, his left hand resting on his right arm, laughing joyfully, and as his right fist was raised, it further disturbed the air around.
Ziii ziii!
Sage even saw among them, the gleaming of black lightning.
What kind of thing is that...
"Sage brat! Watch closely, this is how fists are used! Fist Bone..."
Garp laughed loudly from the heights, not waiting to descend before fiercely punching out in mid-air.
"Galaxy Impact!"
Boom!!
At the moment the fist blasted down, an inexplicable layer of visible shockwave shield appeared beneath it, within which countless black thunderbolts flickered, causing Sage's eyes to roll white instantly, spewing out a large mouthful of blood, as if touched by a mountain of immense weight, fiercely pushed downwards.
Crash!!!
His body smashed directly through the bridge, creating a massive hole, causing the already crack-filled bridge to collapse entirely.
This massive segment of the bridge crumbled completely under the impact of that one punch!
The sides of the bridge crumbled downward like steps, large stones swiftly falling, forming a staircase of rubble on both sides of the bridge.
Whiz!
At this moment, a barrage of cannonballs shot towards Bogard on the bridge and Garp in the air, the massive explosive power preventing the descending Garp from catching it, with the cannonballs colliding into his body, dragging him into the bridge's wreckage, erupting in explosions.
"Sage!!"
A Black Ship, as if flying, rapidly shot to the center of the shattered bridge, Lily loudly calling from the leading edge of the deck, the massive deck of the ship catching the falling rubble and among them, Sage.
Bogard swiftly burst out from the explosion, bending his legs slightly mid-air, pressing on his sword hilt, "Don't think you can run!"
"Power Shock!"
Renedia rushed among the stones on the deck, extending a toolbox hammer, smashing it into the stones, adding a burst of power to them, sending them flying towards Bogard.
Sizzle!
Yet these stones, as Bogard quickly drew his sword, emitted countless cold glints, slicing the stones apart.
They're merely stones, how could they possibly stop him...
"Huh!!"
A stone as large as a hill, accompanied by a maiden's yell, flew past just as Bogard drew his sword, striking Bogard's hanging form, carrying him crashing towards the outer part of the bridge.
Marika clapped her hands, her smile unchanged, "Now's the time..."
Just as Sage observed and discovered, monstrous strength lay hidden within her body.
Lily raised her thin sword, shouting: "If you're gonna set sail, follow us!"
This voice snapped the slaves, who had run to both sides of the bridge before the battle, back to reality.
They had seen the Captain who was to take them to sea being blocked by the Navy, and that was the Navy Hero Garp, nobody could be his match.
If they escape, there would be no hope left.
But now...
The bridge collapsed, yet it had even formed into a bridge, and in the center, a large ship docked, the endless blue sea, so near...
The first to move was the mute strongman whose chains were broken by Sage earlier. He sprang forward, leaping from the broken bridge, plummeting downwards, landing like rubber on the deck with a heavy thud.
His face was smeared with blood from the fall, but he didn't care, and after half rising, let out a bizarre howl to the sky.
The howling stirred the feet of the remaining slaves; they moved their shackled feet, oblivious to the blood oozing from their ankles, each one jogging to the center of the broken bridge, and jump they did.
Like dumplings dropping into the pot, or like...
A frantic struggle to rush toward freedom and break free from the cage!
"Set sail!"
One slave crashed onto the deck, snapping his arm bone clean in two, yet he paid it no mind, raising his head to loudly shout: "Quickly set sail! Take us to the sea!!"