The once-handso Marine veteran now had streaks of white in his hair.
Garp had watched Roldy grow up.
Roldy had watched Garp grow old.
And now—this man who had once trained him, one of the ntors he respected most—stood before him as an enemy.
"You brat… I can't just stand by and watch you slaughter these young people full of promise!"
Garp blocked Roldy's twin blades with his bare fists. After taking a deep breath, he flashed the hearty grin he used to show in the past.
But the emotions hidden behind that smile were obvious.
"Vice Admiral Garp… no—Teacher Garp. Are you really going to stop ? You know my talent. I'm capable of achieving the dream you all once spoke of!"
Roldy poured more strength into his arms.
At over ten ters tall, he towered several tis over Garp. Yet in pure strength, the smaller man yielded nothing.
Garp's Iron Fist was beyond imagination.
Though Roldy's blades were not Supre Grade weapons, they were 50 Skillful Grade Blades, reinforced with dense Armant Haki Coating. Their sharpness was no ordinary matter.
Ti had taken Garp's youth—but not his power.
Despite the white at his temples, Garp had undeniably reached his absolute pri. Compared to God Valley, he was even stronger now.
"You stupid brat! That won't do! The Marines are the rightful force guiding this world! As long as us old dogs are still here, it's not your place to take the stage!"
Forr teacher and student faced each other.
Neither held back.
Garp clenched his fists, pitch-black Armant Haki surging over them.
Roldy focused, his own Haki even deeper, coating both blades.
Dragon and Sakazuki in the distance didn't dare blink—
Yet when the two monsters moved simultaneously—
No one could see them.
Fast.
Absurdly fast.
Aside from Borsalino, who could barely track faint traces, everyone else saw only afterimages.
Only now did they realize—
Even in the earlier battle, Roldy had not gone all out.
His current speed was outrageous. Even with top-tier Observation Haki, evasion would be nearly impossible.
And Garp—
For a brief mont—
Was being suppressed in speed.
A born monster, amplified by the Mo-Mo no Mi's thirtyfold speed enhancent, Roldy now possessed speed that crowned the seas.
His twin blades shone coldly, sweeping Garp into a storm of steel.
From the center of their clash ca endless tallic explosions.
The Marines instinctively believed Garp would dominate—
But every top-tier fighter present could tell:
Roldy held the advantage.
He was steadily suppressing Garp.
"What a monstrous brat…"
Sengoku frowned.
Roldy's prodigious talent had once been the Marines' greatest pride.
Now—
It was their greatest threat.
The strength he displayed was already enough to clash head-on with soone like Garp.
With that terrifying speed—
He now stood on equal footing with Golden Lion Shiki.
Equally dangerous. Equally untouchable.
"Zehahaha! Sengoku! Let's settle this to the death!"
With Roldy holding the line, Shiki fought without restraint.
The tyrant of the skies unsheathed his two fad blades and descended from above, crossing them into an X-shaped slash aid to bisect Sengoku.
But the two had fought too many tis.
Sengoku knew Shiki well.
His expression turned solemn as he tore off his Marine Admiral coat. Though not as physically overwhelming as Garp, he was far from weak.
The battlefield descended into chaos.
Marines and pirates clashed in full-scale war.
Seizing the opportunity, the Roger Pirates withdrew swiftly, sailing toward the depths of the Edd War Sea. With the Marines holding Shiki back, they believed they had ample ti to escape.
anwhile—
Roldy vs. Garp raged on.
Shiki and Sengoku were evenly matched.
The Golden Lion Pirates, elite and nurous, steadily suppressed Marine Headquarters' forces.
Dragon and the others, having lost their target to Garp, joined the wider battlefield, engaging the core officers of Shiki's crew.
Tokikake and Gion also chose their opponents—
And quickly learned the cruelty of war.
Gion faced a female swordswoman of comparable skill.
Though slightly less striking in appearance, the woman was undeniably beautiful—and vicious.
Her swordplay was exquisite, but every strike aid at dirty, underhanded angles.
A "white lotus" raised within Marine Headquarters had never faced such ruthless tricks.
Gion's technique was suppressed to barely eighty percent.
Tokikake fared no better.
His opponent wielded a massive war hamr. Even without a Devil Fruit, the pirate stood taller than Tokikake's transford Zoan state.
Worse—
While attacking ferociously, the man kept flinging handfuls of li powder from his pocket.
Tokikake's eyes turned red from irritation. A heavy punch struck his face, blood trailing from his mouth.
He was clearly at a disadvantage.
This operation would leave a deep impression on the two rookies.
And that was precisely what they needed.
They struggled desperately.
But none of the Marine powerhouses spared them attention.
All eyes were fixed on the clash at the top.
More precisely—
On Roldy versus Garp.
The two continued their frenzied exchange.
At so point, they separated.
Roldy flicked blood from his blade and rubbed his bruised eye socket.
Across from him, Garp breathed lightly.
His white shirt was soaked red with blood.
Frowning, he tore the ruined fabric away in one motion, revealing his perfectly conditioned physique.
The Hero of the Marines—
Had suffered a genuine setback.
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