The Journey of Freedom After the Awakening of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit

Although Garp was in the water, his strength was not greatly limited.

With a powerful leap, he shot out like an arrow, unleashing two punches that shattered the two slashing waves Moria had unleashed.

Then, with a "bang," the sea surface exploded, and Garp flew out from it, using Moonwalk to fly rapidly towards Moria.

"call out!"

Moria flew diagonally upwards into the sky. After what had just happened, he felt that even a hundred meters above the ground was not safe. If he encountered a situation like that again, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to react in time.

"So let's go up to two thousand meters in the air!"

Thinking of Moria, he flew rapidly into the sky.

Garp, who was chasing after Moria, saw Moria's actions and naturally understood his meaning. He couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Cunning kid."

"However, things can't go as you wish!" Garp thought to himself, then straightened his expression and mobilized all his strength.

"Oh!"

The combination of Shave and Moonwalk was used again, this time with even greater power and faster speed.

"Oh!"

The air exploded instantly, and Garp charged at a speed that Moria could not dodge.

"grass!"

Moria cursed inwardly. Since he couldn't avoid it, then so be it.

Facing Garp's rapidly charging punch, Moria countered with his own punch.

"Clang!"

Another loud collision rang out, Moria's right hand shattered again, and he felt powerless as his body flew backward under Garp's immense force.

However, at that very moment, Garp grabbed Moria's right hand fingers again, then turned his back to Moria and faced downwards, preparing to throw Moria into the sea again.

Here we go again!!!

Seeing Garp make the exact same move, Moria was furious, feeling humiliated.

Garp had no idea what Moria was thinking; he only saw that Moria was now facing away from him with his head down.

This time, Garp decided to disregard whether Moria's tail would entangle him or not. He planned to throw Moria into the sea below while simultaneously using a combination of kick and Moonwalk to fly himself into the sea.

Anyway, he's not a Devil Fruit user, so he's not afraid of the sea. Garp thought to himself.

"We are not afraid of attacks!!!"

Seeing Garp's actions, Moria guessed what Garp meant, and then his gaze turned cold.

Moria's gaze turned cold as he looked at Garp, whose backside was facing him. He thought bitterly, "I don't believe you can remain indifferent when these two places are attacked."

Without hesitation, Moria's two sharp tails, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound as they cut through the air, instantly stabbed between Garp's legs, one in front and one behind.

"grass!!!"

Garp felt a chill run down his spine, his anus tightened, and he involuntarily let out a terrified roar that he himself couldn't understand.

Even with his entire body covered in Ryuo Haki, he still dared not take Moria's two tail thrust attacks.

"Shameless!!!"

Garp roared, instantly releasing Moria's right index finger with both hands and kicking off with both feet.

"Oh!"

With a shattering sound, Garp instinctively covered his lower body with both hands and flew downwards.

"Damn it!"

"Let's see if you still dare to ignore my attacks with your Ryuo Haki!"

Moria stood in the air, looked at Garp's descending figure, and smiled.

"Moria!!!"

Below, Garp, who was resting on the sea, looked up at Moria and let out a sharp, resentful cry as if he had been violated.

The voice was so mournful that Moriah Chrysanthemum tensed up, her expression changed slightly, and she quickly flew back into the sky.

"I'm going to kill you!!"

Garp was furious. He had never suffered such a humiliation in his life. If he didn't kill Moria, how could he be considered a human being?

"Oh!"

The air exploded, and Garp pushed off with both feet, using the combination of Shave and Moonwalk once again, flying towards Moria.

"White rays!"

Moria gave a soft shout, and his four tails all pointed at Garp flying diagonally downwards, using finger gun techniques to rapidly shoot out countless white energy blasts.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Garp was hit by countless attacks of energy that looked like white lines, which naturally slowed him down, and he couldn't catch up with Moria for a while.

"Shhhhhh!"

As Moria flew diagonally upwards, he used his tail to unleash countless white bursts of energy at Garp.

"Tap Tap!"

Instead of continuing to advance while enduring the attacks, Garp used Moonwalk to dodge them before chasing after Moria.

However, this would naturally prevent them from catching up with Moria.

Garp only caught up with Moria after Moria stopped flying at an altitude of 3,000 meters.

The two then engaged in another fierce battle.

Chapter 64 Rapid Transformation of Armament Haki

"clank!"

"Cheng!"

"bump!"

Thousands of meters in the air, after Garp stopped worrying about killing Moria with a single blow.

The two fought back to the most basic fighting style.

Moria uses his hands, feet, and tail, unleashing a variety of attacks with slashing waves and punches.

Garp, on the other hand, relied on his iron fists to conquer the world. No matter how varied Moria's attacks were, he would simply throw a punch to meet them.

The sea area below.

Although Whitebeard and the other pirates watching couldn't see very clearly, they could still sense the intensity of the battle between Moria and Garp.

Everyone is watching it and it's so interesting!

Only on those five news gathering ships were the journalists extremely busy.

On one of the ships, a young man in black was looking thoughtfully at a photo he had just taken.

At this moment

"Snapped!"

The young man in black felt his head suddenly sink, followed by a tingling pain in his scalp. He raised his head with a frustrated expression.

In front of the young man, the middle-aged man in the baseball cap shook his right palm, feeling a bit of pain.

"Zovie, what are you doing? Hurry up and take pictures and videos."

The middle-aged man lowered his hand, looked at the young man with a look of disappointment, and said, "Even if they move very fast and are far away, making it difficult to get a clear picture, we can't give up. What if the camera's Den Den Mushi head suddenly flashes and captures the image!"

"As long as you get the shot, you've made money, understand?"

"I understand!"

"I understand. Now hurry up and aim your Den Den Mushi at the battlefield."

"Yes!"

"Wait!" the middle-aged man suddenly called out to the young man, "Let me see the photo you have."

The young man handed over the photo, and the middle-aged man took it and looked at it.

In the photo, Garp's head is tilted downwards, and his legs are clenched together.

That's not the point. The point is that in the photo, Garp is turned to the side, with one hand covering his groin and the other covering his buttocks, and even the expression on half of his face shows an indescribable sense of grievance and fear.

The middle-aged man discerned a thought-provoking story from this photograph.

"Do you have a photo of the movie star?" the middle-aged man asked the young man anxiously.

"Have!"

The young man took out all the photos of Moria he had taken and handed them to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took the papers and looked at them one by one, as if he were selecting them.

"No, not this one."

"This one won't do."

"This one is a bit lacking."

"Hmm, this one."

The middle-aged man looked at the photo in his hand, which showed Moria with his face turned to the side, just like Garp. He smiled slightly, revealing a meaningful expression.

Perhaps due to the angle, Moria's smile looks rather sinister in this photo.

The middle-aged man looked at the photo of Garp covering his crotch and Moria's wicked smile side by side, and soon an excited smile appeared on his face.

"This is big news!!"

The middle-aged man laughed and handed the two photos to the young man, Zovi. He then instructed, "Quickly, send these two photos to headquarters and have the editors there write a report based on these photos, not fabricated, but truthfully."

After listening, the young man glanced cautiously at the middle-aged man, and finally couldn't help but say, "Boss, these two opening pictures are all made up. Isn't that a bit hasty?"

As a man aspiring to become the king of paparazzi, Zovi felt he should have his own principles; only substantial photos could produce substantial content in the news.

Clearly, the middle-aged man didn't think so, and smacked Zovi on the head.