One Piece: Creating Avatars Start With Ryomen Sukuna Chapter 353: Garp Caught in Iori Yagami’s Combo

Chapter 353: Garp Caught in Iori Yagami's Combo

Iori Yagami's guitar wasn't ordinary—it was crafted by Kai, after all.

It ca with added features, including a small storage space where he could keep items. Kai had stashed plenty of treasure and Berries inside.

That's why Iori never worried about money. It could also hold food and water, as long as they were stored separately.

Beyond that, the guitar allowed him to hover and fly.

Lastly, it had a built-in map function. It also explains how Iori could travel between places so quickly.

What kind of ability is this? Isn't his power those purple flas? Can it store things too?

Garp wondered, watching the guitar disappear.

As he pondered, an unusual atmosphere began to thicken around them. The heavy pressure forced even Garp to get serious.

Was a fight about to break out?

In the woods, a few paparazzi hid among the trees, clutching their cara, ready to capture the mont.

They'd already snapped shots of Iori Yagami nearly wiping out the Cockroach Pirates in seconds.

That alone was decent news.

Now, with Iori facing off against Vice Admiral Garp, this was bound to be another big story.

They could practically see the Berries waving at them. The only annoyance was the extra competition—more paparazzi ant a fight over the scoop later.

Boom!

Under the eager gazes of the paparazzi,

The battle erupted.

Iori Yagami charged straight at Garp.

Garp didn't strike first. He planned to let the kid make a move, then counter to show him the gap in their strength firsthand.

"Outer Style: Dream Bullet."

Iori dashed up to Garp and struck, pushing his arm aside. Garp's initially casual expression shifted abruptly.

What's this?!

He blocked casually, only to find that after taking the hit, a strange force seeped into him. His body locked up, stiffening, and his Armant Haki felt severed.

The sensation was brief, but it was enough for Iori to chain his attacks.

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What Garp felt was the power of Iori's Yasakani no Magatama.

This ability from the Avatar Shop didn't manifest as an artifact. Like Artoria's twin Noble Phantasms, it took the form of a power.

All abilities from the Avatar Shop appeared this way.

Thanks to this, Iori could wield it effortlessly.

Normally, it let his attacks carry a binding and sealing effect. How long it lasted depended on how much power Iori put into it and the opponent's strength.

Against soone like Garp in this casual state, it could only lock him for an instant.

This was partly because Garp hadn't preemptively used Armant Haki, relying on his raw physical resilience.

Even just an instant was enough for Iori.

He specialized in combos.

Each move lasted a split second, but strung together, they could lock Garp down completely.

Garp found himself unable to counter, instinctively tensing his body to absorb the blows.

"Outer Style: Axe of Death."

"Outer Style: Lily Break."

After two claw strikes, Iori followed with a swift single-leg kick and an aerial attack.

Caught in Iori's tight combo and restrained by the Yasakani no Magatama's power, Garp could only take the hits, growing frustrated and shocked.

"100th Style: Ghost Burn."

Purple flas flared as Iori's left hand swept upward, lifting Garp slightly off the ground. The fire seeped into Garp's body.

What's this?!

As the flas enveloped him, Garp felt the binding intensify, and his body took so damage—though it wasn't a problem for him yet.

Just wait until he could move. He will teach this kid so respect!!

As Garp fud inwardly, the assault continued.

"100th Style: Ghost Burn."

Light flashed as purple energy surged in Iori's right palm.

The Yasakani no Magatama's sealing power made Iori's combos flow seamlessly, giving him the freedom to attack however he pleased.

Whoosh!

"Forbidden 1211th Style: Eight Maidens."

Iori raised both hands in an eight-shaped stance. A blinding light flared briefly in his upraised palms.

Then, under Garp's shrinking pupils, Iori exploded forward with speed far surpassing his earlier moves.

A frenzy of savage attacks tore into Garp relentlessly, it was more intense than before.

Such exquisite technique!

Swaying under Iori's storm of blows, Garp was inwardly stunned.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As the Eight Maidens neared its end, Iori grabbed Garp like a ragdoll and slamd his head into Garp's forehead.

Flas erupted, sending Garp flying through the air.

His head spun, and blood streaked his body, but that wasn't the priority. Garp sensed an even greater danger looming.

"Inner 316th Style: Wolf Fang."

Sure enough, Iori didn't stop after launching Garp.

His hands slashed through the air, a fleeting claw strike laced with his signature pale flas sending Garp soaring higher.

Then, under the stunned gazes of the paparazzi in the distant woods, Iori dove headfirst into the ground. A massive pillar of pale flas shot upward, blasting Garp skyward.

Boom!

A dazzling purple light ripped through the heavens.

Across the island, people in other areas looked up toward the sa direction.

That spot—where a blinding purple beam had flashed—what was it?!

"That place..."

On a street elsewhere on the island, Garp's current adjutant, Bogard, stared at the purple pillar that briefly pierced the sky, his expression grave.

He adjusted his hat, gave quick orders to the nearby Marines who'd arrived, then hurried toward the source.

The commotion made even Bogard uneasy.

After all.

With such an intense fight, he was also afraid that sothing might happen to Garp.

In the past, he wouldn't have worried at all, Garp's strength was evident, and in his mind, that kind of power was basically invincible.

But in this era, unexpected monsters kept popping up out of nowhere.

Even Bogart could no longer unconditionally trust Garp's strength like he used to.

As Bogart moved forward, At the scene of the showdown between Iori Yagami and Garp,

The civilian paparazzi who witnessed this clash couldn't help but tremble.

Not only they saw that man unleash earth-shaking moves, but they also saw a figure fall from the sky and crash into the ground.

Could it be that the legendary Marine Garp was about to lose here? Defeated by a newcor who'd only gained fa a few days ago?

This world was just too crazy!

They felt it was unbelievable yet incredibly exciting at the sa ti.

Because this ant it was big news! News of this magnitude—how many Berries would it be worth?! Wow!

While they were thrilled and excited, they were also a little scared.

That man looked terrifying—his fearso fighting style, combined with an intimidating aura, washed over them.

It made their hair stand on end, and they feared he might suddenly rush over and send them to the afterlife.

But as the saying goes, "The timid starve, and the bold feast."

They were determined to cash in on this big scoop, and even if they were scared, they had to stick it out to the end.

( End of this Chapter )