One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 335: Garp's Strength!

On the battlefield.

The atmosphere froze.

Garp looked at his former disciple without the slightest hesitation.

Only the unwavering resolve of a naval officer.

"Get out of the way, Kuzan!"

"I've come today to pick up my lovely subordinates and take them home!"

"That won't do, Mr. Garp."

Kuzan sighed, and a blade of ice materialized in his hand.

"Now that I'm in this position, I can't let you take people away so easily."

"This is also... my 'justice'."

"Then stop talking nonsense!"

Garp burst into laughter.

His figure vanished instantly.

Bang--!!

The iron fist, imbued with Conqueror's Haki, clashed violently with the extremely cold ice blade.

Black lightning and white freezing air intertwined wildly.

The aftershocks shattered the remaining buildings in the vicinity, and the earth cracked again.

The terrifying shockwave sent all the pirates who were attempting a sneak attack flying.

"puck!"

"Blue Hole!"

Kuzan attempted to trap Garp with extremely cold air.

But Garp moved too fast.

That's too domineering and overbearing.

He grabbed Kuzan's face, his terrifying grip shattering the ice on Kuzan's body, and pressed down hard.

Boom!

The ground collapsed, creating a deep pit.

Kuzan's body was slammed into the ground.

Garp is getting old.

His hair is gray.

However, in terms of momentum and strength, he actually managed to suppress Kuzan, who was in his prime.

"Is this... the old man's strength?"

The dragon high in the sky watched this scene, its mind buzzing.

He thought his father was old and would be swept away by the tides of time.

Only then did he understand.

The lion was simply dozing off, its claws and teeth retracted.

Once awakened, it can still tear the entire sky apart.

What shocked him even more was Garp's motivation.

To save Koby.

That young marine, who even seemed somewhat naive to him.

Garp risked his life, venturing alone into the lion's den.

"For the future...?"

Long remembered what Chen Ye had said before.

Garp is risking his life to preserve the spark of life for the Navy and for this world.

The battlefield situation changes rapidly.

Although Karp suppressed Kuzan, he was alone and had to take care of the retreating SWORD members.

Just as Garp knocked Kuzan back with a punch and was about to turn around to support Koby,

A seemingly frail female pirate is asking Coby for help.

Kind-hearted Koby wanted to step forward to help.

"Don't go! Koby! That's a trap!"

Garp's Observation Haki detected the killing intent, and he roared as he abruptly turned back.

A faint ripple spread through the air.

Shiryu of the Rain is a user of the Clear-Clear Fruit.

He had been waiting for this opportunity.

The moment Garp revealed an opening, Shiryu's famous sword "Thunderstorm," gleaming with a sinister cold light, silently pierced towards Coby.

If this knife strikes, Koby will surely die.

*Pfft!*

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh echoed clearly throughout the battlefield.

Fresh blood gushed out.

It stained Koby's terrified face red.

But it wasn't Koby who fell.

It's Garp.

He charged forward at supersonic speed, using his broad chest to block the deadly blade.

The long knife pierced his abdomen.

Fresh blood dripped down the blade.

A shocking, bloody hole appeared on the aging body of this hero.

"Lieutenant General Garp!!!"

Kobi's agonizing screams echoed through the sky.

Garp simply grunted and slammed the exposed Shiryu into the ground with a backhand punch.

That reassuring smile still lingered on her face.

"Don't panic! This little injury... will just be caught in my muscles!"

Although he said that, the constant flow of blood couldn't lie.

High in the sky.

The moment he saw his father being pierced through, Long's mind went blank.

"Father!!"

The dragon let out a low roar and was about to break through the spatial barrier.

A violent wind element gathered around him.

This is a son's instinct.

He absolutely could not stand by and watch his father die in front of him.

A hand, like an iron clamp, pressed down firmly on his shoulder.

"Don't move!"

Chen Ye's voice was cold and left no room for argument.

"Garp isn't that fragile! This injury won't kill him!"

Long Meng turned around abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, the wind making his cloak flutter loudly.

"That's a fatal wound! With Kuzan and the Blackbeard Pirates' executives still around, he'll die!"

"That was the battlefield he chose!"

Chen Ye did not loosen his grip; instead, he increased his strength and even used spatial confinement.

"Look closely, it's a dragon!"

"That was the final performance for the 'heroes'!"

"If you rush down now, you'll only destroy the will he wants to pass on to the next generation!"

"That's right."

Zephyr, who had been excited all along, was surprisingly calm at this moment.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to rush down and tear Shiryu to pieces.

"Garp isn't that weak; he's a naval hero that even I acknowledge!"

"This injury... isn't enough to defeat that old monster."

Zefa stared intently at the figure fighting a bloody battle below.

That was absolute trust in my old friend's abilities.

It is the highest respect for a soldier.

"and……"

Zefa turned his head, glanced at Chen Ye, then looked at Long, and said in a deep voice.

"It's not time for us to make a move yet!"

These words struck like a thunderbolt.

This stunned the dragon, which was on the verge of exploding.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Zefa, then at Chenye, whose face was unfathomable.

The anger in his eyes turned into astonishment.

"What?"

The dragon's voice was hoarse from being suppressed.

"Didn't you forbid us from intervening? Didn't you bring us here so we could only be 'observers of history'?"

Zephyr's statement just now, "It's not time for us to make our move yet," clearly meant—

They can make a move.

The time is just not right!

This is completely contrary to Chenye's previous emphasis on "absolutely not interfering with cause and effect".

Chen Ye loosened his grip and straightened his collar.

He looked down at Garp, who was once again locked in battle with Kuzan, and a smile crept onto his lips.

"This involves... the 'finale' script I prepared for you."

Chen Ye turned around, his back to the battlefield.

He put a finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

"The so-called observers are only there to show you what 'despair' truly is."

"Hope shines brightest when despair is at its deepest."

"Isn't that right?"

A faint golden light flickered in his eyes.

I saw a moment that was about to happen.

"Be patient, dragon."

"The climax of this play will be when your father is truly exhausted..."

"It is also time for us, the 'ghosts from the past,' to take our final bow."