"Bang!"
Chu Qiye burst forward again, charging straight at Garp.
"Rokushiki—Soru!"
Garp stomped the ground dozens of times in rapid succession, generating explosive recoil force to barely keep up with Chu Qiye's speed.
Both men coated their fists in Armament Haki.
They threw punches at nearly the same time—
Both fists smashed into the other's face—
And both were sent flying.
Thanks to the Golden Armor Talisman, Garp's punch, though it broke through the defense, only left a superficial wound on Chu Qiye.
Garp, on the other hand, had his face swollen high and bruised dark.
Chu Qiye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"What a pity. If this were two years from now, we'd truly have a satisfying fight."
"Oh yeah?"
Garp's veins bulged as he lunged forward with another punch.
"Then I'll fight until you're satisfied!"
"Your power's there… but your speed's lacking."
Chu Qiye's leg shot up in a high kick, slamming into Garp's chin.
The strike hit the vagus nerve cluster, causing Garp to briefly lose consciousness. Before he hit the ground, Chu Qiye followed with a spinning kick.
Just as it was about to connect—
Garp suddenly snapped awake.
He grabbed Chu Qiye's leg mid-air and, with brute force, smashed his forehead into Chu Qiye's skull.
"Damn—!"
Pain shot through Chu Qiye. He spun violently, flinging Garp away.
"Tch… careless."
He'd never encountered such a rogue-style brawler before.
No wonder Luffy fought like that later on—
Clearly inherited from his grandpa.
"Hahahaha! How's that, Black Devil? Having fun yet?"
"Heh… not bad. But now I'm getting serious."
"Good!"
"Mountain-Splitting Five Strongmen Talisman!"
Chu Qiye quickly formed a brown talisman that merged into his body.
One of the highest-tier talismans of the Tongtian Register.
The Five Strongmen referred to five legendary warriors of ancient Shu said to split mountains.
Naturally—
It was a strength amplification buff.
With enhanced power, Chu Qiye smashed his fist into the ground.
The earth shattered violently across a wide radius.
Garp lost his footing.
Without stable footing, he couldn't use Soru to match Chu Qiye's speed.
By the time he reacted—
Chu Qiye was already within arm's reach.
"Rokushiki—Tekkai!"
Garp planted his stance, accelerating his muscle tension until his body hardened like iron.
"BOOM!"
Chu Qiye's punch slammed into Garp's chest.
The force exploded through his body.
"PUAAH—!"
Garp spat a mouthful of thick blood onto Chu Qiye.
"Rokushiki—Shigan!"
Suppressing the agony, Garp condensed all his strength into his index finger, coating it with Haki, and thrust forward at lightning speed.
Chu Qiye raised his palm and caught the hardened finger head-on.
His brow furrowed slightly.
That one hurt.
Garp tried to press the advantage—
But Chu Qiye wasn't about to give him the chance.
An uppercut blasted Garp into the air.
Chu Qiye leapt after him—
A spinning kick struck cleanly.
This time, Garp couldn't grab him.
He was sent flying.
When Garp hit the ground heavily, Chu Qiye turned and began walking away.
After two buffed punches and a kick—
Even Whitebeard might not still be standing.
"Hey… you damn pirate… it's not over… don't run…"
Garp's broken voice reached him.
Chu Qiye turned.
Garp, battered and trembling, was dragging himself back to his feet.
Chu Qiye frowned.
"You really want to continue? If we keep going, you'll die."
Garp answered with four words:
"Justice will prevail!"
"Justice will prevail? That's nonsense."
Chu Qiye removed his coat.
He dispelled the Armament coating and all talisman buffs.
Standing in his most basic state.
"Let me teach you what justice really is."
"The victor is justice."
The moment the words fell—
They charged again.
Fists collided with flesh.
Chu Qiye kicked Garp in the stomach—
Garp traded injury for injury and smashed a punch into Chu Qiye's face.
The brutal exchange continued—
Until at last—
Garp collapsed.
Unconscious.
Full of unwillingness.
"Hah… hah…"
Chu Qiye stood over him, breathing heavily.
The wounds on his body were visibly healing.
"Garp… you're interesting."
"Today was satisfying."
"I look forward to next time."
He picked up his coat and turned away.
He could kill Garp easily right now.
But if he did—
What fun would remain on the seas?
Elsewhere—
Whitebeard and Sengoku's battle had reached its climax.
Sengoku was clearly weaker than Whitebeard.
But his Mythical Zoan granted immense physical durability, temporarily compensating for the gap.
"This won't work… Sengoku will lose eventually."
Hidden in the shadows, Tsuru signaled him.
Years of fighting together allowed instant understanding.
Though reluctant to endanger her, Sengoku knew they had no choice.
Garp's situation was unknown.
Black Devil carried a two-billion-berry bounty and was infamous for his bizarre methods.
With Garp's personality, it was easy to fall into traps.
How could they not worry?
Sengoku, who had been on the defensive, suddenly erupted forward.
He charged at Whitebeard.
Whitebeard's eyes narrowed as he swung Murakumogiri.
Sengoku deflected the blade with all his strength—
Then lunged in, grabbing Whitebeard's arms and locking them down.
"Now, Tsuru!"
Tsuru descended from above, activating her Wash-Wash Fruit.
Her palm struck toward Whitebeard.
Whitebeard's pupils shrank.
He'd gotten too caught up in the fight—
Forgotten about her.
Forgotten Chu Qiye's warning.
Just as her hand was about to connect—
Blue light flared on Whitebeard's back.
The Five Upper Pure Guardians Talisman activated.
A massive hand formed from black mist materialized—
And swatted Tsuru away like a fly.
She flew off, crashing into the distance.
Her fate unclear.
"Tsuru!"
Sengoku's face drained of color.
🌟 The story is already written… waiting to be unleashed.
Claim early access on Patreon: patreon.com/c/LuneWriter
🔓 You hold the keys to bonus chapters:
💬 10 reviews ignite 1 bonus chapter
🔷 200 Power Stones summon another
🔥 Your power determines how fast the tale unfolds.