Pirates: I am the devil

Chapter 85 Iron Fist and Dragon Claw

"boom--!!!"

The wind from the fists was whistling, and when the white and black figures collided with each other, a deafening roar like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth exploded.

The air with a fishy smell of the sea was torn apart by the extremely powerful shock wave, forming circular air waves visible to the naked eye.

The originally calm sea surface was stirred up by the might of the fistfight between the father and the son, and huge waves tens of meters high were formed. When they reached the highest point, they fell down with a loud bang, causing splashes all over the sky and making the sea turbulent.

The sails on the mast showed signs of breaking under the impact of the strong wind, and the ferry was swept into the violent waves, with the risk of capsizing at any time.

The members of the Self-Defense Force tried their best to stabilize the ship, and the helmsman tried his best to hold down the rudder, but these efforts were in vain in the face of the huge waves that could be described as a shipwreck scene.

Fortunately, the dragon had arrived in advance, which meant that the ferry was not too close to the center of the impact and was not destroyed in the first place.

Compared to the small and light-loaded ferry, the huge naval warship was not affected too much. All the sailors on the warship looked at the two people fighting in the sky with an expression as if they were looking at gods.

As a direct subordinate of Vice Admiral Garp, even though he has followed him through countless battles, he is still shocked by every punch he throws.

It was an attack without any frills, carried out in the most direct and simple way, a move that perfectly combined the purest skill and strength.

However, what shocked them was that the man on the ferry was actually able to withstand Vice Admiral Garp's punch head-on!
A punch that was powerful enough to shatter a mountain; even Vice Admiral Kuzan, Vice Admiral Garp's direct disciple, might not be able to take it unscathed.

In other words, Kuzan didn't know what was going on in their minds, otherwise he would have definitely explained it.

I only became Mr. Karp's apprentice midway through my studies, but his eldest son has been receiving the education of the Iron Fist of Love since he was a child.

The two are not on the same level in terms of their ability to withstand blows.

Of course, the fact that the father and son could appear to be evenly matched was not what surprised him the most.

What really surprised and even horrified him was that Mr. Kapp's son was actually the leader of the Self-Defense Forces!

They are extreme terrorists who stand against the World Government and the Navy!
Before the Self-Defense Forces caused a commotion in Mary Geoise in Cyrus, they had already led large-scale demonstrations in countries around the world, and news about them could often be seen in newspapers.

As soon as the incident in the Holy Land of Marijoa happened, they got control of all the intelligence of the Self-Guardian Army, including the "dragon" whose origins were unknown!
There are countless people saying that the imprisonment of Quetzal Sirens and the attack on the Holy Land of Marijoa were all planned by this terrorist leader.

The purpose is to thoroughly establish the reputation of the Self-Defense Forces, call on more anti-government and anti-social armed forces to join, and become the world's largest anti-world government organization!
He looked at the father and son fighting in the sky, and the ferry floating up and down among the turbulent waves in the distance. He couldn't help but pinched his brows, feeling as if he knew a great secret.

At this moment, even he was a little unsure about Mr. Garp's past behavior of turning a blind eye to the orders given by the World Government and the Navy.

Is it because he wants to live freely and as he pleases, or is it because he has a lot of opinions about the World Government and the Navy in his heart that he lets his son...

Looking at Garp who was laughing loudly in the sky and knocking a dragon into the sky with one punch, Kuzan felt that he must have been overthinking it.

Mr. Garp is a person who longs for stability and peace. Even if he is really dissatisfied with the World Government and the Navy, he will not take the initiative to provoke unrest that would affect the entire world.

"You little brat, you've been away from home for so many years. Have you forgotten everything I taught you?"

In the air, Garp stomped on the air and instantly caught up with the dragon that was blown to a height of 300 meters.

"If this is all you have, then you should give up your unrealistic dream and come back to serve as a marine at the lowest level!"

A pitch-black hand like a palm leaf fan grabbed the dragon's head. Under the dragon's helpless gaze, the hero wearing the navy's cloak of justice roared and suddenly threw the disobedient and rebellious son into the boundless sea below:

"Falling to the bottom of the ocean!"

whoosh-

The tall figure in a dark green cloak fell like a tiny meteor from the sky, crashing into the sea at a speed far exceeding that of a cannonball.

Seeing this, the members of the Self-Defense Force on the ferry in the distance couldn't help but worry for their leader. Some anxious people even couldn't help but take out their weapons and pulled the trigger at the naval hero standing in the sky.

However, how could a bullet propelled only by gunpowder pass through the raging winds and hit the legendary figure standing at the top of the sea?

Cap didn't even notice that someone fired a shot at him. He just crossed his arms and stood with his legs apart, falling towards the sea under the influence of gravity.

The dragon below was being carried towards the sea by the terrifying energy, but it was not at all panicked. When it was less than ten meters away from the turbulent sea surface, a strong wind suddenly arose.

The terrifying kinetic energy exerted on him by the "fall to the bottom of the sea" was instantly dissipated. He flipped 180 degrees in the strong wind and quietly floated at a height of one meter above the sea.

Wiping the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, Long looked at the old father with a smile on his face. From his extremely cool standing posture, it can be seen that the anger in his heart should have disappeared for the most part.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the ferry had drifted far enough away in the rolling waves, and the guy on the dog-head warship in the distance who could freeze the sea had no intention of taking action.

With a loud bang, everyone looked up suddenly and found that the white clouds in the sky had gradually been dyed with a thick layer of gray and black.

In the dark clouds that connected to the sky, there was a faint flash of lightning.

The strong wind that had just helped Long to stop his fall was now getting stronger and stronger, gradually forming a powerful hurricane that was difficult to ignore. Long raised his head, and his eyes reflected the majestic figure of the legendary hero admired by the world:

"Sorry, old man, you have your justice and I have mine."

As he spoke, an extremely powerful aura lingered around him, a quality that only a man who could be king of the sea could possess.

"Then prove to me whether your persistence is meaningful!"

In the air, Karp, whose hair was already graying, had a hint of relief in his eyes. He uncrossed his hands in front of his chest and punched the tall figure standing in the air again.

This time, black and red lightning flashed on his fist covered with armed color domineering. Although the sound it caused was not as terrifying as before, the power contained in it was only higher, not lower.

"Fist bones shattered!"

boom--! ! !
A huge hole exploded on the sea surface again, and a figure in a dark green cloak shot out like an arrow.

The right hand hidden under the cloak has been covered with dark armed color domineering, the index finger and middle finger are bent and put together, the ring finger and little finger are tightly bent, and the remaining thumb is also bent.

His dragon-claw-like right hand suddenly rose up, bringing with it endless gusts of wind and energy, heading towards the iron fist that was big enough to shatter a mountain.

"Dragon claw strikes iron!"

A highly targeted claw hit the domineering iron fist, but they didn't even collide with each other. The terrifying energy had already gathered between the fist and the claw, and the air was continuously compressed and compressed again.

Finally, the air that was compressed to the extreme exploded with a loud "boom".

The shock wave, which was so powerful that it was completely irresistible, blew the two people who were close to each other apart, and they exploded in completely opposite directions.

Garp crossed his hands in front of him, resisting the terrifying impact, his face, which was marked by the vicissitudes of time, revealed a smile of pure joy.

It seems that this kid has not wasted his time after so many years of wandering around outside, but has really found his own path.

Moreover, he successfully got rid of the subtle influence of his father in the field of physical skills and walked out a path that was unique to him.

Looking at the dark green figure flying backwards, Garp's lips slightly opened and closed, uttering words that only he could hear:

"If you really decide to go that route, at least... leave me a grandson."

The dragon, flying against the strong wind, saw the old father's lip shape and understood what he meant.

I feel a little emotional and a little helpless.

Although the old man would no longer stop him from realizing his dream, urging him to get married and have children at this time was really a bit of a downer.

Now he is only thinking about his career and has no time to start a family.

However, he did not say this out loud after all. He just kept it in his mind, raised his hand to summon the strong wind to pick up the ferry in the raging waves below, and rushed away into the distance.

high speed!

To use a common example, it's probably like having a dog chasing you from behind.

The reality was similar. After Garp landed back on the figurehead of the dog-headed warship, he threw back the fluttering Navy Cloak of Justice and pointed at the ferry that disappeared at the end of the horizon in the distance and gave the order:
"Follow that ship, they are the accomplices of Quetzal Sirens!"

The navy officers who had just witnessed a passionate battle all stood at attention and shouted respectfully:

"Yes!"

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone took action, and the dog-head warship sped across the turbulent sea at an even faster speed than before.

Cap sat down on the dog-head statue on the bow, with his arms folded across his chest, gazing at the ferry that had long disappeared in the distance. Only the still surging waves and strong winds could indicate that a short but brilliant battle had just broken out here.

"Mr. Karp, are you okay?"

Kuzan looked at the commander whom he and the entire navy respected very much, not knowing whether he should say something to comfort him, nor did he know how to comfort him.

"Haha, what can happen to me?" Hearing the words of the eldest disciple, Karp grinned:
"It would take him twenty years to hurt me with his strength."

The sunglasses on Kuzan's nose reflected the old man's undisguised smile, but there was an indescribable complex emotion in his eyes.

Of all the weapons in the world, only the past can hurt people the most.

Sometimes, it's not only fists, feet, and swords that can hurt people.

(End of this chapter)