Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

Chapter 120 News

Spurred by his competitive spirit, Whitebeard decided to take things a little more seriously. No longer on the defensive, he stomped his foot, the sand shattering with a deafening roar, his massive body charging forward like a golden chariot. Murakumogiri trailed behind him, carving deep furrows in the ground, as he hurtled towards Oden with a crushing, all-consuming force.

"Come on, young man! Let me see what you've got!"

The second round of competition begins.

Although he said he was "getting serious," Whitebeard still held back, not using the devastating power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, nor fully unleashing his Haki. He simply fought Oden with his physical skills, swordsmanship, and basic Haki.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Swords clashed and the clang of metal echoed as the two figures moved and collided at high speed along the coast. Each clash unleashed terrifying shockwaves, whipping up clouds of sand and dust.

Oden's swordsmanship was wild and domineering, full of the ferocity and exquisiteness of the ancient Wano Country swordsmanship. Whitebeard's naginata was wide and powerful, with each strike containing immense force and carrying the momentum to sweep in all directions.

For a time, the battle raged on, with neither side gaining a clear advantage. The beach was left in a state of chaos, the rocks were reduced to dust, and the waves were repeatedly pushed back.

In the midst of the fierce battle, Oden's eyes blazed with light. He parried a blow from Whitebeard's sword, using the momentum to leap backward, his face beaming with the ecstatic joy of finding a kindred spirit: "That was exhilarating! So exhilarating!!" Oden roared excitedly, "I've been waiting for someone like you! Listen, my name is Kozuki Oden! Although I don't know who you are, he pointed his twin swords at Whitebeard and issued a thunderous invitation to join his party: "Let me aboard your ship!"

"Pfft?!" The white-bearded man almost choked on his own saliva, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

He'd been fighting on the seas for decades, what kind of scene hadn't he seen? But something like this, where someone would slash you twice without saying a word, and then, once the fight got heated, would immediately try to board your ship... that was truly unprecedented!

Are the local customs here... really that fierce?

Just as Whitebeard was shocked by Oden's "unique" application to join the group, Oden had already expressed his intentions through his actions.

Sincerity!

"Take this!" Oden's eyes burned with the ultimate fighting spirit. He leaped high into the air again, putting all his power into his twin swords. The blades trembled violently and emitted a roar like a tiger.

Below the Secret Technique of Dual-Sword Style: Totem Ten Fists of Peach Blossom Spring, the astonishment on Whitebeard's face instantly turned into solemnity. This strike is quite interesting.

"Gurararara! Good boy!" Whitebeard was also completely ignited with fighting spirit, and no longer held back. He clenched his empty left fist, and the white sphere of light condensed on his fist. He finally used the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

Facing the descending blade of light, the white-bearded man unleashed a powerful punch into the sky with his left fist, which was wreathed in a powerful aura.

boom!

The white-bearded man's fist did not directly contact Oden's twin swords, but the shockwave shield that had been gathered in front of his fist exploded the moment it touched the sword's edge. The space itself seemed to shatter like fragile glass. The terrifying shockwave mixed with the domineering sword energy from the Murakumogiri slash, forming a destructive torrent of energy that instantly engulfed Oden's all-out attack.

"Ugh!"

Oden let out a short, painful groan, his eyes rolled back instantly, his twin swords were deflected, and he was punched in the cheek. He was sent flying at ten times the speed he had been rising, becoming a blurry afterimage as he crashed heavily onto the soft sand below.

Then she fell into a sweet sleep.

The pirates looked at the unruly, wild guy in the sandpit and laughed triumphantly.

"That arrogant fool, how dare he challenge my father?!"

"Gurararara..." Whitebeard looked at Oden's appearance and shook his head with amusement. "What an interesting fellow." He waved his hand. "Never mind him, boys! Hurry up and fix the ship! This godforsaken place, it just doesn't feel right after a while."

"Yes, Father!" The sons snapped out of their daze. Although they found the samurai a bit strange, their father had spoken, so they obeyed.

They did as instructed. They got to work, repairing the parts of the hull damaged by the previous powerful collision and replenishing the water supply.

As the sun sets, its golden rays bathe the sea and the beach, casting a tranquil, warm glow on the shore that has just witnessed a fierce battle.

Time passed slowly until night fell and the stars began to appear, and the ship's repair work was nearing completion.

"Hey! Marco! What took you so long to buy the newspaper? Sachi almost drank all the wine!"

Jozu shouted at the phoenix that had just flown back.

Marco transformed into human form and landed on the deck, clutching a newspaper still smelling of ink tightly in his hand. His expression was unusually solemn, even showing a hint of disbelief.

He completely ignored Joz's teasing and didn't bother explaining why he had taken so long. He simply exclaimed in shock, "Dad, big news! Something terrible has happened!"

The sound instantly drew the attention of everyone on the ship, even the white-bearded man who was taking a nap opened his eyes and looked at his most prized son.

"What's wrong, Marco? Why are you in such a panic?" the white-bearded man asked in a deep voice.

Marco took a deep breath, as if to suppress the turmoil in his heart. He abruptly unfolded the newspaper in his hand, pointed to the huge, bold, and blacked-out headline on the front page, and exclaimed in horror, "Roger, Gol D. Roger! He's been arrested by the Navy!!"

boom!

This statement was like a bomb going off on the calm Moby Dick ship.

"What?! ...

"Are you kidding me! That's Roger!" "Garp? Or Sengoku?"

The deck erupted in chaos as all the pirates crowded around, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Roger! That great pirate who was on par with their father!

A legendary figure who roamed the high seas, leaving even the navy helpless! He's... been arrested?!

This is simply a fantasy!

The white-bearded man suddenly stood up, his massive body exuding a strong sense of oppression. He snatched the newspaper from Marco's hand and stared intently at the headline.

The fall of the pirate legend! Garp, the iron fist of justice, ends the legend at Reverse Mountain!

Subtitle: "The Navy's Top Fighting Forces Deployed! The Roger Pirates Collapsed! Captain Roger Surrendered!"

The newspaper also featured a blurry but striking photograph: Garp's iron fist slammed into Roger's parrying arms, Roger...

Jessie spits blood and flies backward! The background is a chaotic scene of Zephyr, Akainu, Kizaru fighting Rayleigh and Jabba.

The white-bearded man gripped the newspaper with slightly increased force, the hard paper groaning under the weight. His brows were furrowed, his eyes filled with a solemn and indescribably complex expression.

Roger... the rival he acknowledged, actually ended his life in this way...?