I, Broly, began by destroying the pirate world.

62 My combat power is 53 [Coming Soon, Please Support!]

Rewind five minutes, and as Whitebeard and Broly took their seats, the members of the Whitebeard Pirates and the Kuja Pirates also found their places and began to eat and drink heartily.

Since they were both pirates, they naturally had a lot in common.

Moreover, the women of the Kuja Pirates were all incredibly attractive and had stunning looks, making the rough men of the White Team stare wide-eyed, secretly swallowing their saliva, and already fantasizing that tonight might be a wonderful night.

"Come on, ladies, if you're not full, just let me know!"

Sachi, the fourth division captain and head chef who would later die at Teach's hands, carried a full basin of roasted meat and headed straight for the table where the Kuja crew members were gathered.

The Fourth Division originally belonged to the Whitebeard Pirates' logistics unit, which is somewhat similar to the Fourth Division of the Gotei 13 in Bleach.

The members of the Fourth Division, who were serving the food nearby, saw this and immediately started teasing, "Captain, you're so cunning! You only pick the table with the most beautiful women!"

A beautiful female pirate from the Nine-Headed Serpent at the table glanced at Sachi, grinned, and said, "Your cooking is quite to my liking, but it's a pity you're so ugly. Otherwise, I could have given you a good time tonight."

As soon as he said that, Sachi's face fell.

The crew members of the white-clad group around them burst into laughter. They were all men, and no one could hide their thoughts from the other.

Broly grinned as he watched the spectacle.

These female hooligans, every time they go out to sea to satisfy their needs, they specifically target handsome men. Generation after generation, they have been "selecting the best" so that the girls on the island are bound to be beautiful.

On the other hand, the White Group, while not exactly as ugly as Celestial Dragons, is definitely not "good-looking".

These guys, feeling repressed, can only go to the pleasure district. Nine out of ten of the women in Kusa look down on them.

Just as everyone was laughing and joking, Teach suddenly interjected, "I'm a little curious, between Mr. Broly and Dad, who's stronger?"

Instantly, the commotion in the hall ceased.

The white-bearded man raised an eyebrow, glancing sideways at Teach with a hint of amusement in his voice: "Teach, you're much more lively than usual today."

You know, this kid usually avoids standing out if he can avoid attracting attention, but today he's unusually interrupting repeatedly.

Teach scratched the back of his head, a憨厚 smile plastered on his face, but he let out his signature "thief hahahaha" laugh. "Sorry, Dad, it's just that it's the first time I've ever seen an alien, I was just too curious!"

The white-bearded man didn't argue with him, but simply stated bluntly, "I'm not as good as him."

Don't be fooled by Broly's ability to kill with a single blow, making it impossible to accurately gauge his strength ceiling. Just the fact that he single-handedly stormed Mary Geoise, kidnapped two of the Five Elders and a leader of the Knights of God, and afterwards the World Government didn't dare utter a word.

These records alone were enough for Whitebeard to assess the gap between the two sides—he himself could never have achieved this level of success.

Broly also became interested. "Want to give it a try?"

At his peak, Whitebeard was like the healthy Itachi and Jiraiya from the Naruto universe, a "concept god" that was talked about by anime and manga fans.

Broly was also somewhat interested.

The white-bearded man hesitated for a few seconds, then asked hesitantly, "If I hurt you, you won't go after my sons, will you?"

Upon hearing this, Broly's pupils contracted, and the next second, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, he clutched his stomach and burst into laughter, almost collapsing to the ground.

He laughed for a full three minutes before Broly, panting, stood up straight, turned and walked out of the restaurant, beckoning to Whitebeard with his finger, "Let's go."

Looking at Broly's back, which was still beaming with laughter, Whitebeard knew, even without hearing a reply, that the kid hadn't taken his words to heart at all.

A surge of anger rose within him—after all, he was one of the strongest people in the world besides Broly, and he had his pride, didn't he?

The two walked one after the other onto the street outside the restaurant, and Bai Tuan and Nine Serpents immediately swarmed around them, blocking both ends of the street.

Broly and Whitebeard stood ten meters apart, their size difference astonishing.

Broly stood before Whitebeard like a kitten before an elephant.

"How do we fight?" the white-bearded man asked.

Broly said nonchalantly, "Just bring them over."

The white-bearded man clicked his tongue and said no more.

He clenched his large hand, which was a meter in diameter, into a fist, and a pale white aura instantly enveloped his fist—that was the Tremor-Tremor Fruit ability, the strongest Paramecia-type Devil Fruit.

The next second, the white-bearded man suddenly took a step forward.

With his exaggeratedly long legs, he managed to cover a distance of ten meters in a single step!

With a wide swing of his left arm, his fist, accompanied by a force that tore through the air, slammed fiercely towards Broly!

Broly tilted his head when he saw this.

Whitebeard and the onlookers' expressions changed instantly—were they going to fight back?

Just as everyone was on edge, Broly simply took half a step to the side and used his neck, tilted to the right, to meet Whitebeard's fist!

"Thump—!!!"

A deafening roar erupted, and terrifying shockwaves swept out like a tsunami! The sky was torn apart with countless cracks, the clouds were instantly dispersed, and the entire island trembled slightly!

This is the power of a white-bearded man at his peak! Enough to destroy the heavens and the earth!

However, an even more horrifying scene unfolded—Broly, whose body was barely taller than Whitebeard's fist, was frozen in mid-air, maintaining a crooked neck posture, completely still!

That earth-shattering blow couldn't even make him move an inch?

"No...no way?!"

The captain of the first division, Marco, was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he shouted in disbelief.

The Whitebeard crew members all wore expressions of utter disbelief—they had expected that Old Man wouldn't be able to defeat Broly, but who would have thought that Broly would take Old Man's full-force attack with his neck and emerge unscathed?!

Broly raised his hand and patted Whitebeard's fist, moving the large hand covered in the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power away, his tone as relaxed as if he were evaluating a dish: "Not bad, in terms of combat power, it's about 180."

Just then, Lucci and his group, having finished their phone call, used Bruno's Door-Door Fruit ability to reach the head of the crowd and quickly squeezed to the front, their eyes fixed on the two people facing off.

"180?"

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this number. They were familiar with using numbers to indicate bounty rewards, but using them to describe combat strength was a first.

Lu Qi and his group were also stunned—within their CP organization, there was a standard for measuring the strength of agents using "Duo Li" (道力), with 10 Dao Li being the level of an ordinary naval soldier.

How could Whitebeard's power level only be 180? You have to know that Lucci had 50 power level when he first joined CP!

Clearly, Broly's "combat strength" is based on a different set of calculation standards.

The white-bearded man also suppressed his shock, raised an eyebrow, and asked with interest, "So, by your standards, what's your combat strength?"

"Me?"

Broly pondered for a few seconds, then looked up and uttered a few words, one by one:

"My combat power is—53."