One Piece: Nobody has more Devil Fruits than me.

"Your ability is the ability to use other people's Devil Fruit powers, isn't it?"

As expected of the knowledgeable Garp, he made the right judgment based on the abilities demonstrated by Russell.

Russell had nothing to hide, and such things were not important now.

With his current abilities, he wouldn't stand a chance against a humanoid monster like Garp.

The Chop-Chop Fruit is somewhat of a waste of its potential against truly powerful opponents, so Russell immediately switched to his strongest form.

The only option left is to confront them head-on.

Moreover, he doesn't necessarily want to fight Garp to the death here.

"Conqueror's Haki, what an enviable talent! Let me experience it; maybe I can activate it too?"

"Moreover... it's not easy to find someone who has mastered all the advanced methods of using domineering aura."

Thinking of this, Russell's body creaked and he bent slightly.

"Hahaha, you little brat, you have a good eye, and what you did was pretty good too. I agree with what you did to those good-for-nothings."

Garp grinned. "However, what this sea needs is order, and the Navy must prevent this chaos and disorder from occurring."

Russell sneered, "What order? What kind of rules are you talking to me about? Might makes right, even if it's the Heavenly King himself. Or do you want to reason with those Celestial Dragons?"

The World Government, the most powerful organization, serves the Celestial Dragons; the so-called order simply doesn't exist in the face of those guys.

"If you think the order of the sea is chaotic, then it's simple: wipe out all those Celestial Dragons. I think things will be much better without the Celestial Gold."

Russell scoffed, "Apart from people like me who become pirates out of interest, who would want to be a pirate for no reason?"

Ultimately, the number of pirates is not determined by people like us, but by the so-called World Government.

If everyone could fill their stomachs, the country would be peaceful, and the people would be happy, who would want to be a pirate!

After a few words, he successfully made Garp's smiling face turn into one of deep thought.

Unfortunately, Garp is not a politician, and his personal military strength is not powerful enough to change the entire ocean... or rather, he dares not even think about it.

He is old.

And what his son is doing is changing the world.

Whether it's the right path or not, only time will tell.

What Garp was practicing was simply the justice he had been practicing for almost his entire life.

"I've been invited to become a pirate before, but if I leave, who will protect the young marines?!"

Garp's figure vanished from his spot in an instant, followed by his iron fist descending from the sky.

Chapter 64 Bertrand Russell's Personal Charisma

Before Karp could react with a hint of surprise, Russell had already thrown a punch.

Between dodging and running away, did he actually choose to attack?

The moment he touched it, there was a slippery feeling, but Garp forcefully erased this friction and suddenly exerted force.

Amid the violent shockwave, Russell experienced freefall. Before his body touched the ground below, he flicked his hand, making the ground smooth and greatly mitigating the impact of the fall.

Sizzle sizzle.....

After sliding for dozens of meters, Russell finally regained his balance, his face contorted with embarrassment. "What are your fists made of?"

With the physique enhanced by the ancient species, even Garp's punches felt hard and painful.

No wonder a pirate with powerful Armament Haki, even possessing Conqueror's Haki, was flattened by a single punch.

There wasn't a single flaw to be found.

Garp strode over with an air of indifference, "I'm curious, how many abilities can you use right now? Was that the Smooth-Smooth Fruit just now? I heard from Bogart that you can also use the Chop-Chop Fruit, right?"

"Anyway, my abilities aren't enough to deal with you right now. You older folks don't really think much of people with abilities, do you?" Russell said.

Rocks, Roger, Harald... these names, which once represented an era, were all users without Devil Fruit powers.

"Pfft, hahaha, you can say this in secret, but don't let Sengoku hear you." Garp laughed.

After all, many of my old friends are capable individuals.

"Hmph, the stage for Devil Fruit users is coming soon. The future ocean belongs to the God Fruits!"

Russell's face was full of unrestrained smiles.

He doesn't even have ten Devil Fruits yet, but he's already able to stand in front of Garp.

Ten more, twenty more... The so-called quality is insignificant in the face of absolute quantity, not to mention that absolute quality is also contained within its quantity!

"Yes, I sensed it. Leaving a dangerous individual like you at sea would be extremely dangerous."

Garp sighed, casually ripped off his cloak and tossed it aside, then walked unhurriedly toward Russell. "I think someone like you should be smarter. Don't provoke those Celestial Dragons before you've grown up."

Russell's hands turned black as he grinned, "That won't do. They were the ones who provoked me first. I hold grudges quite a bit."

He was doing well as the island owner when a group of people came to his island to play some games.

How can we tolerate that?

As for stealing the Celestial Dragons' Heavenly Gold.

No, I've already become a pirate. If I see a Celestial Dragon's Heavenly Gold, why would I be a pirate?

Pirates who can resist so much money must be psychologically impotent.

"Pfft, hahaha, then I'll be the one you hold a grudge against."

Garp laughed loudly, "Don't you dare draw circles around me in Impel Down!"

Russell scoffed, "I will not become the next Golden Lion!"

Garp grinned, "Still thinking about leaving here, kid? If your hope is Hawkeye over there, you might as well give up now. Although it might be that I smashed his ship to make him unhappy, Bogard's strength is enough to stop him."

"Bullshit! Only an idiot would put their hopes on someone else. The only person you can trust is yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Russell advanced instead of retreating, and the python-lizardman's body left afterimages in mid-air.

One, two, three...

He incorporated the unpredictable nature of the Snake Style Fist into his own attacks.

boom!

The sound of wind breaking!

Garp remained calm, leaped up, and threw a punch.

"Got you."

Boom!

Russell was struck directly in the chest, from front to back, followed by a massive shockwave that exploded behind him. In the instant Russell was thrown away, his hand suddenly wrapped around Garp's hand, and in the instant he flew away, Garp was taken along with him.

In mid-air, Russell steadied himself and spun Garp around before throwing him to the ground.

Cast on earth!

Who says you can only take a beating and not fight back?

"It's not over yet, old man."

As he spoke, a scorching flame began to gather in Russell's hand.

Then it gushed out downwards.

"Scorching Fire Attack!"

As huge fireballs appeared one after another, the sky was dyed red.

"Honestly, if you hadn't told me your name, I would have thought you were some other brat."

Garp stood still, making a punching motion.

This flame reminded him of a grandson he hadn't seen in a long time.

Ace... he's with Whitebeard right now, isn't he?

With that thought in mind, he threw a punch!

The flames were pierced through.

Russell, who was in mid-air, had disappeared; he had actually bent down and appeared behind Garp.

The undeveloped pure flames could only slightly soil the clothes of a monster like Garp. Even a monster whose entire body was covered in ice could be directly repelled by Haki. If you're going to fight, you have to strike its vital points.

Head, heart, neck...

Tiger Hunt!

A hungry tiger pounced on its prey, the impact shattering the ground, but Garp opened his arms and grabbed those terrifying claws.

Boom!

Grasp each other with both hands and begin to exert force.

After a brief stalemate, Russell, unable to gain any leverage in mid-air, was thrown out by Garp. Before Russell could regain his footing, he looked up to see a fist and a grinning, white tooth. "Pfft, hahaha, my strength is not weak!"