Rocks Band: I have 48 Imperial Arms.

"Whitebeard, don't be so arrogant. I will definitely defeat you today. My Blazing Executor - Labak will overcome your destruction!" Locke declared loudly.

Whitebeard's gaze hardened, unleashing an even greater power.

Chapter 517: No matter what your trump card is!

"Whitebeard, no matter what your trump card is, I will defeat you!" Locke roared, his entire body surging with unparalleled, scorching energy.

The white-bearded man smiled, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

"Locke, your determination is commendable. But on this ocean, strength is the only true measure of power!" Whitebeard's voice was filled with authority and resolve.

The two clashed again, their fists and feet clashing, releasing enormous energy fluctuations. The ocean was engulfed by the shockwaves they created, the wind howled, and the heavens and earth seemed to tremble at their duel.

Locke dodged Whitebeard's fierce attacks repeatedly, then swiftly counterattacked. His fists and feet burned with intense flames, each collision bringing destructive power.

Whitebeard was equally unyielding, his punches and kicks containing boundless destructive power, each strike capable of tearing through space.

The battle reached a fever pitch, with Locke and Whitebeard giving it their all. Their fists and feet clashed, energy surged, and the ocean trembled in their fight.

"Whitebeard, I will not be defeated by you! My scorching power will destroy your defenses!" Locke roared, his entire body surging with unparalleled scorching energy.

Whitebeard sensed Locke's determination, smiled, and unleashed an even greater power.

"Rock, your Hot-Blood Fruit is indeed powerful, but it's not enough for me!" Whitebeard said calmly.

The battle reached its limit, with Locke and Whitebeard giving it their all. Their fists and feet clashed, energy surged, and the ocean trembled in their fight.

Locke relentlessly employed the techniques and fire powers of the Scorching Executor, Rabak, in an attempt to defeat Whitebeard. Whitebeard, with his massive size and immense destructive power, fought back with all his might against Locke.

The battle entered its final decisive stage, with Locke and Whitebeard's powers clashing against each other. Every collision released unparalleled energy fluctuations. Locke's entire body radiated scorching flames, while Whitebeard unleashed immense destructive power.

"Whitebeard, no matter how powerful your destructive force is, my flames will purify everything!" Locke roared.

Whitebeard smiled, his eyes revealing boundless determination and fighting spirit.

“Locke, your flames do possess intense heat, but they are not enough for me! They are far inferior!” Whitebeard replied.

His voice was full of firmness and majesty, and his white beard exuded an even more powerful aura, seemingly containing limitless potential.

Locke mustered all his will and strength, determined not to back down. A passionate fire surged within him; he believed his flame could conquer all.

"Whitebeard, I will never yield! My scorching power will destroy your defenses!" Locke roared, his entire body surging with unparalleled scorching energy.

Whitebeard sensed Locke's determination, smiled, and unleashed an even greater power.

"Haha! Locke, your Hot-Blood Fruit is indeed powerful, but I still have my trump card!" Whitebeard said mysteriously.

On the battlefield, flames and destruction intertwined once more, creating a breathtaking spectacle. Locke and Whitebeard's fists collided, unleashing violent energy fluctuations. Their auras grew increasingly powerful, their battle reaching its peak.

Locke felt the suppression of Whitebeard's power, but his passionate spirit drove him to struggle and fight back relentlessly.

Chapter 518: Accept destruction! My flames will purify everything!

He unleashed even hotter flames, and the fierce blows of his fists and feet brought destructive power.

Whitebeard was not to be outdone; his fists contained boundless destructive power, and each attack was enough to tear the heavens and earth apart.

The battle reached a fever pitch, each clash of fists and feet generating massive energy fluctuations. Locke's body was enveloped in blazing flames, radiating light. Whitebeard, with his massive physique and boundless strength, became Locke's formidable opponent.

Their movements were agile and nimble, their moves unpredictable. Locke's fire energy intertwined with Whitebeard's destructive power, filling the battlefield with passion and excitement.

"Whitebeard, accept your destruction! My flames will purify everything!"

Locke groaned softly, his entire body surging with unparalleled heat.

Whitebeard stared at Locke, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

"Rock, your Hot-Blood Fruit is indeed powerful, but unfortunately... you've met me! I am Whitebeard!" Whitebeard replied firmly.

The battle escalated further, with Locke and Whitebeard displaying high morale and attacking at an increasingly rapid pace, each blow landing with a satisfying impact.

"Whitebeard, no matter how powerful your destructive power is, I will never back down!" Locke gritted his teeth, his whole body radiating intense flames.

Locke sensed Whitebeard's determination, took a deep breath, and gathered his strongest power.

"Burning Executor - Labak, unleash your full power!" Locke murmured, and flames rose around his body.

Locke launched a full-force attack, his fist slamming towards Whitebeard with searing flames.

"Whitebeard, this is my final blow!" Locke shouted.

Locke felt the suppression of Whitebeard's power, but his fiery spirit prevented him from backing down. He gathered all his will and strength and fearlessly met Whitebeard's attack head-on.

Whitebeard calmly dodged Locke's attacks and then quickly launched a counterattack.

"Locke, I won't lose either!" Whitebeard roared, unleashing destructive power.

The two fists collided, and a powerful shockwave spread out instantly, as if the air on the battlefield had frozen for a moment.

Locke and Whitebeard stared at each other, both sensing each other's power. Neither was willing to show weakness, and both wanted to prove their strength.

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The battle entered its most intense phase, with Locke and Whitebeard engaging in their ultimate duel. Every attack they launched was enough to destroy the earth, and every dodge revealed their superb agility.

"Whitebeard, no matter how powerful your destructive force is, my flames will purify everything!" Locke murmured, his entire body surging with unparalleled heat.

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Whitebeard stared at Locke, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

Locke and Whitebeard's powers collided, reaching unprecedented heights. Their attacks and defenses were both exceptional, and each punch and kick released powerful energy fluctuations.

The battle reached a fever pitch, with both Locke and Whitebeard unleashing their full power. Their movements were agile and swift, each punch landing with deadly force, making it impossible for anyone to predict their next move.

As time passed, the duel between Locke and Whitebeard intensified, their power seemingly growing stronger with each passing moment. They spurred each other on, unwilling to yield, fighting to the very end with unwavering determination and perseverance.

Chapter 519: The Mirror of Evil Purification - Joan of Arc's Power!

However, as the battle progressed, it seemed that Locke and Whitebeard's strength reached a certain balance, and no matter how hard they tried, neither could gain a decisive advantage.

Finally, they both stopped attacking and stared at each other. Although both were covered in wounds, they both exuded determination and resolve.

"Whitebeard, your strength is truly admirable. We fought to a draw," Locke said, his voice filled with respect.

Whitebeard smiled and nodded, responding in agreement, "Rock, your Flame-Flame Fruit is indeed powerful, and you are an outstanding warrior. Our duel has made me even more convinced that the strong of the sea never give up."

The two looked at each other, their rivalry turning into friendship, and they helped each other out of the battle arena.

As Locke and the child continued their adventure, they arrived at a mysterious sea. This sea was said to be home to a legendary pirate known as Red-Haired Shanks.

Locke and the child, filled with curiosity, ventured into this mysterious sea, hoping to encounter the red-haired man and engage him in battle. They were prepared to meet this challenge with passion and courage.

Finally, they encountered Shanks, a pirate wearing a red cloak, on a small island. Shanks' eyes revealed determination and resolve as he looked at Locke and the child, a smile spreading across his face.

"Are you here to challenge me?" the redhead asked calmly.

“That’s right! We’re here to challenge you, Redhead!” Locke answered without flinching.

Redhead smiled and nodded; he knew these two young men possessed extraordinary courage.

"Very well, I admire your courage. Then let's have a real battle!" The red-haired man's voice was full of passion.

Locke stared at the redhead and took a deep breath. He was determined not to back down and to prove his strength with his own power.

"Redhead, I will unleash the power of my Mirror of Purification—Jeanne d'Arc!" Locke declared.

Locke held the Mirror of Evil Purification - Jeanne d'Arc, and a dark energy gathered within it. He gazed at the red-haired woman, activated the power of the Mirror of Evil Purification, and copied the red-haired woman's power.

The battle began, with Locke and the red-haired man clashing fiercely on the island. Their fists and feet collided, creating deafening sounds... Locke, utilizing the copied power of the red-haired man, launched a fierce attack.

Redhead was not to be outdone. He nimbly dodged Locke's attacks and quickly counterattacked. His punches and kicks were full of passion and power, each strike brimming with excitement.

Locke sensed the immense power of the red-haired man, but his resolve prevented him from backing down. He gathered all his will and strength, fearlessly meeting the red-haired man's attack head-on.

"Redhead, no matter what your trump card is, I will defeat you!" Locke roared, his whole body surging with unparalleled hot blood energy.

The redhead smiled, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

"Locke, your courage and determination are commendable. But on this sea, I am the strongest!" The red-haired man's voice was full of authority and firmness.

The two clashed again, their fists and feet exchanging blows, releasing enormous energy fluctuations. The land on the island trembled during their battle, the sea wind howled, and the heavens and earth seemed to shake in their duel.

Locke dodged the red-haired man's fierce attacks, then swiftly counterattacked. His punches and kicks were imbued with boundless passion and power, each strike bringing devastating force.

Chapter 520: Red-haired, I'll fight you to the death!

Red-Haired Shanks was equally formidable, his punches and kicks brimming with boundless passion, each attack capable of tearing through space.

The battle reached a fever pitch, with Locke and Shanks going all out. Their fists and feet clashed, energy blasts roared, and the island's ground trembled with their fight.

"Redhead, I will not be defeated by you! My Mirror of Evil Purification - Jeanne d'Arc will destroy your defenses!" Locke declared loudly.

The red-haired man's gaze hardened, unleashing an even greater power.

“Locke, your power is indeed formidable, but I still have my trump card!” the red-haired man said mysteriously.

The battle reached its limit, with Locke and Shanks giving it their all. Their fists and feet clashed, energy surged, and the island trembled with their fight.

Locke relentlessly employs the skills and power of the Mirror of Evil Purification—Jeanne d'Arc—in an attempt to defeat Shanks. Shanks, in turn, fights Locke with all his might, fueled by courage and passion.