Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

Chapter 110 Roger is defeated due to illness, Nocturne vs. Garp!

Garp's smile froze for a moment.

He tilted his head, staring at the figure descending from the sky. His nostrils twitched a few times, as if he had caught a familiar scent. A knowing smile flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by the excitement of a hunter encountering a formidable foe.

His intuition told him that this was Nock.

Garp was curious about Nok's true purpose, but did not intend to expose him directly. He was also deeply interested in the strength of this fearless young man who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Moreover, he really didn't get to enjoy the fight with Roger just now!

"Hey, another one who's got a death wish." Garp clenched his fist. "Where did he come from?"

Nock did not answer and flew straight toward the Golden Jackson.

Rayleigh abruptly withdrew his sword, his gaze falling on Nok, his brows furrowed. He didn't recognize this person. Zephyr also stopped his fist and took a half step back, watching the suddenly appearing guy warily. Unlike the incredibly intuitive Karp, he couldn't recognize the person in front of him as his student Nok for the time being.

Knok walked to the side of the Golden Jackson and looked up at Spencer and the others.

"Board the ship and prepare for evacuation."

Spencer opened his mouth, wanting to ask, "Who are you? Why are you helping us?" But those unyielding dragon eyes made him swallow his words, turn around, and begin urgently repairing the sails and rudder with the other crew members.

"Hey!" Garp's roar exploded, "You brat, do you think this is your backyard? You can't just come and go as you please?"

Nock turned around, looked at the old man covered in black armor, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

This naval hero is now on the opposing side.

"Lieutenant General Garp, you attacked a sick man; that's an unfair victory."

"A patient? Hahaha!" Garp laughed. "On the high seas, there are no patients, only pirates and marines! I don't care if they're sick or not, as long as they're pirates, I'll beat them up!"

He paused, then sniffed.

"And you, kid..."

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He didn't finish his sentence. But his eyes made it clear: I recognize you.

Nock neither denied nor admitted it; he simply stretched his fingers, bent his arms slightly, and assumed a fighting stance, exuding a fierce fighting spirit.

Nok doesn't have any decent swords in this world, so this time he plans to focus on hand-to-hand combat.

At the same time, Nok is also quite looking forward to his battle with Garp!

In fact, the only time Nock has truly fought against a power level comparable to an Emperor has been once, against the future Admiral Kizaru.

Kizaru possesses top-tier Devil Fruit abilities and speed, but is slightly inferior in terms of destructive power and physique. Garp, on the other hand, is completely different, possessing what is currently considered to be the best Conqueror's Haki, Armament Haki, and physique on the seas.

Even though Garp has already fought the ailing Roger, this is still destined to be a tough battle, but Nok is looking forward to it.

On the other side, Garp's eyes lit up.

"Well, kid, instead of running away, you're taking the initiative to fight?"

Garp grinned. "I admire your courage, but in my opinion, you're still too green!"

Before he could finish speaking, the ground beneath his feet cracked instantly, sending rubble flying, and he hurtled straight toward Nock like a cannonball.

One punch.

Without any fancy moves, just an iron fist covered in dense Armament Haki, smashing towards Nok's face with the force to crush everything.

Nock's Observation Haki had already predicted the trajectory of the punch. He slightly turned his body, and the fist whistled past his ear. But the impact still stung his cheek. He didn't retreat. He stomped his right foot on the ground, and his whole body spun like a top. His left fist came from below and slammed hard into Garp's ribs.

Fishman Karate: Samehada Thrust!

Garp reacted just as quickly, his other hand swiftly pressing down, his Armament Haki-covered palm blocking beneath his ribs. Fist and palm collided, producing a dull thud. Garp's body swayed slightly, while Nok used the momentum to leap back several meters, shaking his numb fist to regain his balance.

"That's impressive!" Garp exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "You're really strong!"

Nock didn't speak, because the second punch had already landed.

The two figures clashed and collided on the island, each punch landing with a visible shockwave. Garp's fists were incredibly hard, like Thor's hammer; each strike, delivered with overwhelming density, made Nok's bones tremble. However, Nok's strength was equally formidable. The physique granted by the Azure Dragon Fruit, combined with the immense strength shared with the giant Nok, and his considerable mastery of Armament Haki, were enough to ensure that Nok could withstand Garp's heavy punches without sustaining serious injury.

"Haha! Interesting! Very interesting!" Garp laughed as he threw a punch. "Your physical skills are even better than Zephyr's!"

That old bastard, Zephyr is right there, yet he can't even watch his mouth when he speaks.

Nock didn't answer, he just kept his head down and dealt with the situation.

Karp's punches became faster and heavier as he began to adapt to Nok's rhythm and figure out his tactics.

Nok's Observation Haki was desperately trying to anticipate the attack, and his body, relying on the reaction speed of the Azure Dragon Fruit, was able to dodge and block with incredible speed. But Garp's combat experience was terrifying. He wasn't fighting; it was more like he was "weaving," using his fists to weave a net that completely blocked all of Nok's escape routes.

"What's wrong? Is that all you've got?" Garp punched Nok's crossed arms, sending Nok sliding back several meters, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground. "Weren't you supposed to help those pirates escape? If you can't even beat me, how are you going to save them?"

A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of Nock's mouth. He raised his head, looked at the arrogant old man, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Vice Admiral Garp, you really are... talkative."

He took a deep breath, and a visible surge of Conqueror's Haki emanated from his body, colliding violently in mid-air with Garp's surprised counterattack.

The air exploded, and the ground cracked.

The surrounding soldiers covered their heads and retreated in terror.

"Conqueror's Haki?!" Garp raised an eyebrow. "You kid, you really know everything."

Nock chuckled. "Hey, Garp, stop holding back and unleash your full power! I've been looking forward to fighting someone who has mastered Conqueror's Haki!"

Garp's smile faded. He cracked his knuckles, his casual demeanor replaced by a seriousness honed on the battlefield.

"Conqueror's Haki Entanglement?" He tilted his head, looking at the surging purple-black lightning around Nok. "You kid, you even know this? It seems you know much more than I thought."

"Want to see my true power? Then I'll grant your wish!"