In an instant, the raging seawater was sucked into the erupting energy created by the evaporating mist. The water that had been suspended in the sky suddenly plumted to the ground, creating a terrifying scene that resembled an enraged demon unleashing its fury.
In the distance, the marine personnel, witnessing this spectacle, were thrown into a panic, their eyes wide as saucers.
"Is this a scene from hell?"
"How can it be this powerful? Just how strong can the warriors of this world be?"
"Before them, I feel like we're even less than ants!"
"When will we be able to beco like this?"
"..."
This horrifying scene struck deep into the hearts of the marine soldiers, who were not only shocked by Bob insurmountable strength but also realized the vast gap between themselves and the true powerhouse of this world. A desire to grow stronger ignited within each of them, hoping that one day they too could reach such heights.
"Your moves are truly strange!"
"Even the nas are so peculiar!"
Zephyr, hearing the nas of the techniques shouted by Bob and witnessing his displayed abilities, wore an expression of bewildernt.
These techniques lacked any combat finesse they relied solely on terrifying physicality and overwhelming strength.
Flipping tables? Water guns?
Such childish tricks and yet in Bob hands it could unleash such trendous power, leaving Zephyr astonished.
"What a monster!"
At this mont, Zephyr could only use such a term to express his inner thoughts, for without the Six Styles and those combat techniques, he would have likely been defeated in no ti!
Compared to those in the navy headquarters who boasted of their exceptional physical prowess, they should be brought over to see what it truly ans to be outclassed.
"You're strong! But... justice will prevail!"
Shaking off his thoughts, Zephyr sank his body, muscles tensing once more, as Armant Haki enveloping his right leg shot out in a fierce kick, unleashing a scorching heat that even burned the air around it.
His entire right leg was engulfed in blazing flas!
"Hmm?"
"Isn't that Sanji's technique?"
Feeling the wave of heat rushing toward him, Bob furrowed his brow and couldn't help but mutter.
In the next mont.
Zephyr leg, covered in flowing flas, collided directly with Bob. At this mont, neither of them paused, their figures transford into streaks of black lightning as they began to exchange fierce blows.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The battle raged on for a long ti, with the two lights separating, rging, separating, and rging again.
In this intricate dance, the four directions—north, south, east, and west—blossod with chaos.
Terrifying shockwaves erupted, the atmosphere tearing apart, and the ocean was sent into towering waves of over ten ters high.
Debris flew, and a significant portion of the island was reduced to ruins amidst the battle.
The intensity of the fight was extraordinarily high.
As the fierce clash continued, Zephyr grew increasingly astonished.
'Just where is Bob physical limit?'
Zephyr was different as a top-tier close-combat fighter, his stamina was not inferior to those of the admirals.
However his stamina drain really fast in this battle after using the highest level of Armant Haki, life return and the Six Styles' ultimate techniques, all those moves that consud massive amounts of energy.
In this state, Zephyr could no longer fight such exhausting battle.
Yet, what astonished Zephyr was that his opponent, Bob, seed to possess an inexhaustible reserve of stamina.
Though he had been sent flying earlier, he had not sustained any real damage, and throughout their exchange, Zephyr could clearly feel that the other strength and speed had not diminished in fact, he seed to grow more invigorated with each strike.
"This..."
Zephyr, after a powerful strike, seized the opportunity to leap aside.
Drops of sweat trickled down his forehead, and the wounds from earlier had reopened due to the excessive exertion, blood flowing freely.
"Why is it like this? Is his stamina limitless? Could it be that Bob is stronger than ?"
With this thought, Zephyr looked at Bob youthful face, realizing that such a frail body could harbor such terrifying energy and seemingly endless stamina.
A wave of helplessness washed over him.
At this mont, Bob was pondering the sa question.
"The stamina of the powerhouse in this world is truly terrifying!"
From the initial hand-to-hand combat to the current flurry of attacks, Zephyr, despite being injured, was still able to exchange so many techniques with him.
Moreover, he had even used his serious techniques, yet still couldn't defeat his opponent.
While it was true that this was partially due to his short training ti and his own lack of strength but compared to zephyr he was still stronger.
It seed he had underestimated the strength of the people of this world. He had thought he could easily handle soone like Zephyr.
He still needed to grow stronger and he needed ti to finish saitama training.
At this mont, both n, each lost in their thoughts, chose not to strike again after separating.
Zephyr flexed the muscles in his body, closing the flow of blood from his wounds, and reining in his aura. He knew that capturing Bob was impossible. Given his current state, continuing the fight would only an waiting for reinforcents from headquarters.
However, looking at the devastated island, all he saw was a wasteland. The earlier battle had left this area ravaged if they continued, the island could very well be sunk in the fight, and its residents would not survive.
This was sothing he, as a marine vice admiral, could not allow.
In the face of Bob and the safety of the island's residents, he would unhesitatingly choose the latter.
With this thought, he raised his gaze to Bob, his eyes revealing calmness, and slowly spoke.
"Bob, how about a truce?"
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