A powerful right leg viciously swept across a person-sized boulder. The force was tremendous; the entire rock instantly crumbled into countless tiny fragments that sprayed outward. The man quickly pulled back his leg and leaped away.
Rumble!
The earth shook, and a strong gust of air erupted, kicking up a cloud of dust. When the smoke screen cleared, a three-to-four-meter-wide crater lay on the ground. A man with a scar on his face, Gorbo, slowly straightened up inside, pulling his arm out of the earth.
"Harlan Borey, the Second Island Ruler of the Garfield Pirates, why don't you join our side?" Gorbo said, stepping out of the crater. His black suit was stretched tight over his muscular frame.
"Hmph. If you want me to join you, you'll have to beat me first, Head Chef of the Chris Pirates," Borey said, lifting his right leg slightly as he looked at Gorbo.
As the second-in-command of the Chris Pirates, Gorbo was well-known. He was the captain in charge of the Palace Entertainment City, handling almost all of the sudden incidents.
Many people who lost money there were unruly, including some powerful experts and pirates with bounties over 100 million. But without exception, they were all suppressed by the man known as the "Mighty Cook."
Once, a Marine Vice Admiral from a branch, relying on his World Government connections, threatened to extort protection money from Millie, who was in charge of the entertainment city. Millie just laughed and let Gorbo handle it.
Even though the Marine Vice Admiral was a bully, he had earned his position through sheer strength. He was proficient in two types of Haki and the Rokushiki fighting style. But it was all for naught. Gorbo brutally beat him, nearly to death.
"Mighty" referred to Gorbo's great strength, and "Cook" was because the food he made was genuinely delicious; he personally cooked for some of the VIP guests.
"I've had my fun with you guys, but now it's time to end this," Gorbo sneered, the scar on his face twisting.
"Fun? You dare say that? You're really looking down on us," Borey said with a cold smile. His body suddenly lunged forward, his right leg becoming a blur as he kicked.
Bam!
A leg and an arm collided violently. The air shuddered, creating a powerful shockwave that spread outwards.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
The two then engaged in a fierce battle of fists and feet. Each punch and kick contained enough power to shatter steel, and the ground around them was soon covered in craters, looking like a scarred, pockmarked wasteland.
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
Clink, clink, clink, clink...
A fierce volley of gunshots, mixed with the sound of metal clashing, rang out.
Dimitri, holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, was fighting a thin, dark-skinned man. The man held a long-barreled flintlock pistol in each hand, their firepower long-ranged and fierce. A single shot could blast a large hole in the ground, and it seemed like he was suppressing Dimitri.
But that was only on the surface. While Dimitri's flintlock pistol didn't have the same range, its power was no less. His bullets were specially made, mixed with Seastone and mercury; even a Giant wouldn't feel good after taking a shot.
What's more, Dimitri was also skilled in close-quarters knife fighting, and could block the incoming bullets to get closer to his opponent.
Bang!
Clink!
Dimitri quickly fired a shot, then almost at the same time, used his beast-fang dagger to deflect a bullet.
"You've got some serious power, Gunslinger Saru Hanter. No wonder you survived a fight with Akainu Sakazuki. It really feels like a cannon in the form of a gun," Dimitri said, clicking his tongue. But he didn't stop moving, running in a quick zigzag.
His opponent's guns were already powerful, and with Haki on top of it, the power was greatly enhanced. After deflecting a few of the enemy's bullets, Dimitri had switched to using skillful movements to deflect them.
Bang! Bang!
Hanter raised his hands and fired two shots. His face was filled with a grim expression. "Everyone thinks you're only good at navigation and command, but I didn't expect you to be such a tough and tricky opponent. You really are worthy of being the Third Commander of the Chris Pirates."
Hanter had never expected that Gunfighter Myles Dimitri, who was famous for his military command, would also have such power. If he got close, with that fierce knife skill, it would be a death sentence.
Dimitri's true fame came from his command of the Chris Pirate Fleet during the conquest of the Clifford Kingdom. His tactical prowess in that battle was known all over the world, but his individual strength was a mystery.
His position as Minister of the Military in the Clifford Kingdom showed his fame as a military commander. Even the battle plan for this war was something he took part in.
As the fierce gunshots continued, Dimitri and Hanter's battle grew more intense. With three high-powered guns, the ground around them became filled with craters.
"...Jio-Ken!"
"Back-Pain Stance!"
"Back-Pain Stance: Eye-Jab Strain!"
"Back-Pain Stance: Icy Stiff Shoulder!"
The bald Lao G threw his fists out, taking various poses to unleash one powerful, quick, and stronger move after another.
Thump, thump, thump, thump...
A series of fist and foot clashes created powerful waves of energy.
"Damn you, you bald old geezer!"
Under Lao G's fierce offensive, a large bald fat man, Gemick, angrily dodged and countered quickly.
"G-boy, you bald fatso, you have no right to call me that! G!" Lao G rolled and pointed his hands back.
"G, my ass! Just die! Fat-Fat Fist: Localized Fat Increase, Fat-Fat Punch!" Gemick roared, his already obese arm swelling up and becoming even fatter and warmer before he threw a powerful punch at Lao G.
"Die! Ten-Ton Vice!"
Swoosh!
Just as Gemick was about to hit Lao G, he felt a shadow fall over him. He heard something dropping and quickly rolled to the side.
Rumble!
In the next moment, a massive figure fell from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground and shaking the earth. A crater several meters wide was created, and a huge gust of wind kicked up a cloud of dust.
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