One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Roy did not make another move easily.

Akainu's close-range combat is indeed stronger than his ranged combat, not only because he is faster, but more importantly because he has almost no time to charge up his attacks in close combat.

The magma condenses directly from the elementalized parts, and the movements between attack and defense are fluid and seamless. Finding an opening under these circumstances is extremely difficult for Roy.

But Roy also noticed another detail.

Although Akainu's attacks were fierce, he was also continuously consuming both Armament Haki and magma.

Maintaining high-temperature magma requires stamina, and applying Armament Haki also requires stamina.

Akainu's current strategy is to use his stamina and Haki to buy time, hoping to defeat Roy before his own energy runs out.

Roy's lips curled into a smile.

Want to outlast their opponent?

You've miscalculated.

Roy stopped dodging and went straight at him.

Autumn Water swung his sword with wide, sweeping strokes, each strike imbued with a heavy dose of Armament Haki, leaving trails of pitch-black energy in the air.

With the enhancement of Roy's terrifying power, every strike of Black Blade Autumn Water carries an impact force capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

clang--!!!

The first strike landed on Akainu's forearm, sending lava flying.

clang--!!!

The second slash struck Akainu's shoulder, the Armament Haki clashing against each other, creating a white shockwave.

Clang clang clang—!!!

Three consecutive strikes, each faster and heavier than the last.

Akainu's defenses were forced to retreat step by step, and ripples spread across the lava pool beneath his feet.

He tried to fight back, but every time the Hound was about to strike, Roy's blade would preemptively block his point of attack.

His Observation Haki, which allows him to foresee the future, combined with his Nen domain to control space, nipped Akainu's every counterattack in the bud.

Roy's fighting style is simple: use overwhelming power to confront opponents head-on, use foresight to suppress counterattacks, and use absolute speed to control the rhythm.

He wasn't in a hurry to determine a winner; he wanted to see just how long this magma man, known as the "Navy's Supreme Force," could hold out.

As the sixth slash landed, a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Akainu's mouth.

The Magma-Magma Fruit can indeed transform the body into an element to avoid physical damage, but Roy's sword is wrapped in a thick layer of Armament Haki, a power capable of capturing Logia-type entities.

Moreover, Roy didn't use swordsmanship; he simply treated Shusui as an iron rod, relying solely on pure strength. However, with the enhancement of Armament Haki, it was enough to penetrate the magma and injure Akainu's body.

Akainu gritted his teeth and forced back the blood that was rising in his throat.

But Roy saw it.

The fleeting glimpse of blood at the corner of Akainu's mouth, the slight movement of his Adam's apple bobbing, and the fleeting shock and anger in his eyes.

"Oh, you're bleeding."

Roy's voice held a hint of amusement.

"Looks like you, a naval admiral, aren't all that great after all!"

"asshole!"

Akainu cursed inwardly. The magma churned more violently around him, distorting his face in the rolling lava.

While Roy was suppressing Akainu, on another battlefield, Tesoro was leading his allies to besiege Zephyr.

Zephyr's black wrist gleamed with a dark luster in the setting sun, a color that could only be revealed when Armament Haki was honed to its extreme.

Zephyr forced back Yamato's spiked club sweep with a punch, blocked Savi's giant ape charge with his right arm, and kicked away Bages's frontal charge with his left foot.

He neutralized all three attacks simultaneously with swift and clean movements, without a single unnecessary action.

"Too young."

Zefa's voice was deep as he slammed a backhand punch into Yamato's spiked club.

Yamato staggered back three steps, his hands trembling from the impact, and his feet dug two deep furrows in the ground.

But the next second, she shook her numb arm and rushed forward again.

Savi was struck in the abdomen by Zefa's elbow, and the ten-meter-tall giant ape's body was thrown backward.

He only caught his breath; although the spot on his abdominal muscle where he had been hit was throbbing slightly, it did not affect his movement.

The giant ape's defensive capabilities, coupled with Tesoro's occasional attacks that disrupted Zephyr's attack rhythm, prevented him from unleashing his full power in his heavy blows.

Burgess went even further, taking a direct hit from Zeff's Black Wrist strike, sending him flying and crashing through a wall.

But he crawled out of the rubble in less than three breaths, dusted himself off, and grinned: "Hahaha! The old man's fists are still as heavy as ever!"

Zephyr frowned.

These brats' defense and recovery abilities far exceeded his expectations.

Yamato has the blood of the Oni clan. Despite being hit by his black wrist so many times, his arm was swollen all over, but he was still full of energy.

Savi has the blood of a giant ape, making him thick-skinned and tough. Although his attacks can cause damage, they cannot kill him in one blow.

Although Burgess's Power-Power Fruit attacks are crude, its ability to withstand blows is equally astonishing.

As for the weaker ones like Pea, Kazami, and Baal—they simply don't engage in direct combat.

Pea vines kept sprouting from the ground, wrapping around Zefa's ankles, knees, and wrists. Although he managed to break free each time, each break free required a moment of his attention.

Kazami's sword was used to strike during Zefu's breathing breaks, and if it missed, he would immediately flee.

Baal, carrying a large iron ingot, roamed the flanks, ready to shield his wounded comrade from a fatal blow. What truly troubled Zeff was Tesoro.

The user of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit floated on the outer edge of the battle, lightning crackling around him, his eyes fixed on Zephyr's every move.

Every time Zeffa charged up to unleash a fatal blow, Tesoro's lightning struck precisely, interrupting his rhythm.

Whenever he was about to pursue his seriously injured companion, Tesoro would flash in front of him, his lightning speed causing Zephyr's pursuit to repeatedly fail.

Tesoro's attacks had limited effect on Zeff, but his distraction prevented Zeff from going all out.

Just as Roy had planned, Tezoro was the primary support; this battle wasn't about dealing damage, but about kiting.

"A bunch of brats..." Zefa gritted his teeth, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

These young people are working together more and more seamlessly, and they are beginning to subtly threaten his safety.

However, due to Tesoro's restraint and the abnormal regenerative abilities of these young people, he was unable to deliver a fatal blow.

What frustrated him even more was that he was unwilling to kill them. Although Akainu's killing of the Celestial Dragons required silencing witnesses, Zephyr's belief in "not killing" prevented him from bringing himself to kill these brats.

This is very troublesome.

Without taking decisive action, the situation cannot be broken.

If we can't break this deadlock, we'll just be stuck here being worn down by these little devils.

On the other side, Shanks and Garp were already locked in a fierce battle.

The sound of Griffin clashing with Iron Fist echoed throughout the battlefield. Garp's fighting style was expansive and powerful, each punch and kick carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks.

No Devil Fruit powers, no fancy techniques, just the purest iron fist.

But with that terrifying power and speed, every punch was a devastating blow.

Shanks' Griffin is also known for his wide-ranging and aggressive style.

His swordsmanship was inherited from Roger, and every strike was upright and honorable.

The sword was wreathed in jet-black Armament Haki, tracing dark lines in the air.

A head-on collision with Garp's iron fist.