I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

"Iron Fist!"

Simple and unpretentious move names.

This is not some bizarre technique developed by a Devil Fruit user, but simply Garp's Armament Haki, honed to its extreme over decades, all gathered in his fist for the strongest punch!

Barrett's eyes widened slightly.

Before he even arrived, the force of his punch surged like a tsunami, and Cap's shiny black fist rapidly expanded in Barrett's field of vision!

The fastest speed, the strongest power, the hardest punch!

Just as Karp's fist was about to hit Barrett.

But a figure rushed in from the side, a long sword held in front of Garp's iron fist!

when!

Amidst the resounding clang of metal against metal, these forces, heavier than mountains, collided violently, like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

Rumble!

A surging cyclone erupted between the two, instantly whipping up a gale that extinguished all the bubbles floating in the air, and causing the towering mangroves on the island to tremble violently.

The navy personnel, who had already retreated far from the battlefield, were once again thrown out by the strong wind.

They quickly looked up, staring in utter horror at the center of the battlefield.

There, a middle-aged man wearing a Hawaiian-style shirt and orange sunglasses held a long knife and grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

Garp's iron fist pressed down on the longsword, causing it to tremble violently, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it any closer!

"Vice Admiral Garp's iron fist, which has punished countless great pirates, was actually blocked!"

"Who exactly is that guy?"

Roger ignored the navy, only turning his head slightly to look at Barret behind him:

"Barrett, you should step back and rest. I can't just stand by and watch you get hurt," Roger said in a low voice, a smirk playing on his lips.

Barrett looked somewhat annoyed.

Garp, on the other hand, was struck as if by lightning. He stared wide-eyed at Roger in front of him, and the strength in his hands gradually disappeared.

Roger's blocking his way had already covered him in a layer of earth and stone armor, but after carefully looking at Garp and Roger, he nodded silently.

"This time... I'll give you face and let him have it, Roger Wang."

He glanced at the other naval personnel around him and waved his new arm made of earth and stone.

"All these navy personnel combined are barely enough to warm me up."

Barrett dashed out like lightning, instantly cutting into the midst of the navy. With each powerful punch, dozens of people were sent flying, and in no time she had broken through the navy's lines.

He charged further and further away, drawing the surrounding navy away from the battlefield.

At this moment, Garp, who was in shock, gradually came to his senses.

He withdrew his fist and stared silently at Roger for a long time.

"Roger Wang?" he asked tentatively.

“Yes, it’s me.” Roger nodded.

Karp's eye twitched slightly.

He got an erection.

His fist hardened.

boom!

A ferocious punch ripped through the air, and Garp's eyes widened as he gritted his teeth:

"How could you still be alive?"

"You've kept this from me for quite a while now!"

"Wait... when you turned yourself in, you entrusted your wife and children to me, was that also something you were hiding from me?"

With a roar, Garp unleashed a barrage of punches, one faster than the next.

“That’s…for a reason,” Roger chuckled.

Just bear with it and let Garp vent for a while.

Although this comprehensive plan was proposed by Sieg, Roger was indeed in the wrong.

After all, faking his death is one thing, but entrusting his wife and son to others is really hard to justify.

Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future.

Amidst the barrage of punches, Roger seemed to realize he was in the wrong. He dodged sideways like a snake, avoiding direct confrontation and only occasionally using his sword to block Garp's iron fists.

Karp's brow furrowed more and more as he remembered more and more things.

"You're not dead at all! Then who was the one who was executed?"

"Something's not right... What about Rouge? Since you're not dead, would you just stand by and watch her die?"

Garp frowned, growing angrier the more he thought about it. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and punched Roger hard in front of him.

"besides!"

Karp shouted sternly:

"For the past ten years or so, I have raised your son with great difficulty, treating him like my own grandson!"

"what about you?"

"For the past ten years or so, have you, as the father, been hiding and running away, abandoning my grandson?"

boom!

Garp unleashed a furious punch!

But this time, Roger did not dodge.

He gritted his teeth, wanting to give way again.

But... if you hold back, you'll only get angrier; if you back down, you'll only feel like you've lost out!

He moved with lightning speed, raising his palm to catch Garp's incoming fist. The two middle-aged men wrestled with each other, deep black lines appearing on their foreheads at the same time.

"I entrusted my child to you, and you became my son's grandfather?" Roger's previous smile had completely vanished, and he was now furious.

..........

at this time.

A dragon dressed in a dark green robe and hood is approaching from the shadows along with Ivankov and Sig.

"For the past ten years or so, have you, as the father, been hiding and running away, abandoning my grandson?"

Garp's resounding words echoed in the dragon's mind like a muffled thunderclap.

He glanced at Roger and Garp, as if struck by lightning.

Chapter 878 I'm your father!

几分钟前。

"Dragon, that man named Roger Wang, he created a miracle!"

Ivankov was quite excited and, pulling the dragon that had just appeared, headed towards the battlefield.

"You'll definitely want to meet him."

"Oh? Roger Wang? Is this man really the one we suspected?"

A mysterious smile curled at the corners of the dragon's mouth.

"That's for you to decide, Dragon." Ivankov then began to keep everyone in suspense:

"You'll be very surprised."

.....

In the darkness of night.

Dragon stood in the corner, staring blankly at Garp and Roger.

His silhouette looked somewhat forlorn.

Long was always calm and collected. As a leader of the revolutionary army, he knew how to keep a low profile and never showed his emotions. But at this moment, his hands were trembling slightly.

But this time he couldn't calm down.

He initially thought that Garp was referring to him, and that Garp had discovered his whereabouts.

But he was clearly speaking to another man in front of him.

"Is someone impersonating me?"

The thought first crossed Long's mind, but upon seeing Roger's face, he dismissed it.

Even if Garp is out of touch, he wouldn't mistake his own son for someone else.

"So...so the truth is..."

"Impossible!" Long Mu exclaimed in disbelief.

He originally thought that Roger was the legendary Pirate King, which is why he came all the way here.

But Roger in front of us is at least a dozen years younger than Garp, and judging from Garp's words, he is a completely different person!

A breeze blew, ruffling the dragon's dark green robe and blowing off his green hood, revealing his ashen face.

At this moment, Sieg thoughtfully came over and quietly reminded him:

"Dragon, don't get agitated, be patient!"

"Don't forget your identity; it's not appropriate to expose it at this time."

Sig didn't notice the dragon's strange behavior; his attention was focused on Roger and Garp.

He knew... something big was about to happen.