"Ahahaha, good boy, you've got spirit! Then it's settled. As long as you can convince me wholeheartedly, anything is up for discussion."
Garp laughed heartily as he agreed, and the two promptly left Marine Headquarters, taking a ship to a large, deserted island nearby.
Soon after, Fleet Admiral Sengoku also received the news.
"What?"
Fleet Admiral Sengoku was somewhat surprised. That guy Roy actually planned to have a sparring match with Garp?
Usually, he hated that kind of thing the most.
"Well, it's a good thing to give those two something to do."
Fleet Admiral Sengoku shook his head, curious about their sparring match. In his mind, although Roy had already reached the level of an Admiral, he was still too young. Facing a monster like Garp, he probably wouldn't get the better of it.
"I could send Momonga and Doberman over to take a look." Thinking this, Fleet Admiral Sengoku decided to order several Vice Admirals from Headquarters to observe the fight, as a full-power clash at this level was a rare sight.
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On a massive, deserted island, waves crashed against the shore with a deafening roar.
Garp and Roy stood side by side.
"Vice Admiral Garp, watch out. I'm about to make my move."
Roy warned softly.
"Come at me, Roy boy. It's been a long time since I've stretched my limbs."
Garp grinned, clearly excited. Though he was old, his strength had barely diminished; he remained a monster.
Roy took a deep breath, every muscle in his body tensing. Suddenly, he moved like a lightning bolt tearing across the sky, unleashing his signature technique – Light Speed Kick.
With a roaring boom, he attacked Garp with ferocious speed.
This strike was not only incredibly fast but also contained a terrifying power capable of shaking the earth.
"Roy boy, you've got guts!" Garp's eyes flashed with approval and a hint of curiosity.
In Garp's memory, Roy's fighting style was always renowned for its speed. While his physical strength was nothing to scoff at, it was never his strongest asset. In fights against opponents of his level, Roy usually preferred to win using his speed and rarely chose to settle things with such direct physical clashes like this.
Garp's laughter echoed, a deep-seated confidence born from absolute trust in his own power.
His fist was quickly enveloped in a deep, ink-like black – the mark of Armament Haki honed to its peak. The very air around it warped and twisted under this force, and space itself seemed to tremble.
Then, with a deafening roar that tore through the sky, Garp's fist, containing terrifying power, collided in mid-air with Roy's Lightspeed Kick.
In that instant, a dazzling light illuminated the surroundings as a powerful shockwave erupted from the point of impact, tearing through the air in all directions.
In that moment of collision, both Garp and Roy's eyes showed a flicker of intensity.
A look of surprise briefly crossed Garp's face. He hadn't expected Roy's strike to be so powerful, nearly able to hold its own against his own Armament Haki, which he had honed through decades of grueling training.
Roy, on the other hand, remained calm, his eyes showing no sign of turmoil.
Garp was indeed quite surprised. Even with this attack, he hadn't been able to overpower Roy as he had hoped.
"Roy boy, your body has gotten a lot stronger."
Garp keenly noticed the significant change in Roy.
Upon hearing this, Roy's lips curled into a smile.
Enhanced by the Divine Tree remnant and subtly influenced by the Sage Body, his physical strength had unknowingly reached a whole new level. Consequently, his mastery and application of Armament Haki had also improved, rising with the tide.
They clashed again, each coating themselves in dense Armament Haki, engaging in an even more intense exchange.
Though Garp possessed overwhelming strength, he found it difficult this time to quickly gain the upper hand and take down Roy as he had in the past.
This unexpected turn didn't discourage Garp; instead, it ignited his fighting spirit, making his eyes burn even brighter.
"Good boy, you've got some skill! Come on, show me what you're really made of!"
Garp's voice was full of anticipation. He knew Roy's true strength far exceeded this.
After all, Roy's primary reliance was never just his physical prowess.
"Vice Admiral Garp, your fists don't seem hard enough."
Roy's lips curled into a teasing smile, his words carrying a hint of provocation.
"Haha, I'm just warming up. Don't underestimate these fists of mine!"
Garp laughed heartily, his voice loud as a bell, echoing across the open sea.
His eyes sparkled with the light of battle, his muscles coiling like dragons, radiating an astonishing sense of power.
As his words trailed off, Garp swung his fist violently, tearing invisible cracks through the air. An overwhelmingly powerful wave of Conqueror's Haki surged forth, intertwining with his Armament Haki, encasing his fist completely.
"Galaxy Impact!" Garp roared, his fist carrying enough force to shake heaven and earth, crashing down towards Roy like a falling meteor.
Roy's eyes gleamed with excitement.
This was a rare opportunity to test the very limits of his own body.
He took a deep breath, every muscle in his body tensed instantly, each inch of his skin brimming with latent power.
"Boom!" The moment their fists met, an ear-splitting explosion erupted.
That terrifying force swept out like a hurricane, sending massive waves crashing in the surrounding sea. The entire island shook violently under the impact, as if it might crumble at any moment.
"This power!" On a distant warship, Vice Admirals Momonga, Doberman, and several other Vice Admirals from Headquarters exchanged glances, their eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
They had arrived to witness such an astonishing collision of power. The fight between Garp and Roy was far more intense than they had imagined.
When their gaze fell upon Roy, exchanging blow-for-blow with Garp, they were so stunned they almost dropped their jaws.
"Since when did Admiral Kizaru have such strong physical combat skills?" Doberman muttered to himself, a hint of confusion in his voice.
They knew Roy was renowned for his Devil Fruit abilities, but they had no idea his hand-to-hand combat was also this formidable, allowing him to hold his own against a veteran powerhouse like Garp.
As the battle escalated, the small island began to show signs of collapse.
Their fight lacked flashy techniques; it was a raw, direct clash of pure force. Each strike was enough to shatter rocks and make the earth tremble.
Garp's heavy punch, carrying the force to shake mountains, collided with Roy's equally powerful counter.
Dust flew, boulders tumbled, and half of the small island crumbled under their combined might.
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