The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

So he had no choice but to cross his arms, cover them with Armament Haki, and choose to defend himself from the front.

In the blink of an eye, as the blade sliced ​​through the air, there was no violent shockwave, no shattering of space, only a low, almost inaudible hum.

In an instant, the blade flashed past!

"Huh?" Kizaru touched himself, feeling a little confused.

After all, Gern's fruit was full of powerful destructive force from the beginning, but nothing has happened yet, and there is no reaction of space breaking.

Not only was Kizaru confused, but all the Marines watching were also completely baffled!

"Hey, has Genn decided to surrender?" Kizaru smiled slightly.

But Gern did not answer. Instead, he slowly sheathed the Black Blade Eight Desolations and flicked it in a flourish.

At the same time, a thought flashed through my mind: it was something my physics teacher had said before.

Molecular motion is also vibration... But if vibration is suppressed to the extreme or rubbed, can two extreme temperatures be generated?

According to the third law of thermodynamics, absolute zero cannot be reached in a finite number of steps; it can only be approached infinitely.

But I'm sorry! The world of One Piece is... idealistic!!

And I, who can control all vibrations and create vibrational particles

All it takes is meticulousness, so meticulous that it stops the vibration (stops all molecular movement around Kizaru).

At the moment of extreme suppression, the movement of all molecules in that space almost came to a standstill.

If kinetic energy is lost, then it cannot generate even a small amount of heat energy, so...

The moisture in the air instantly froze into ice, and the temperature plummeted to -273.15℃...

"Although it can only last for a moment, and this kind of extremely subtle control will consume a lot of my physical strength, but..."

Gern sneered, a chill emanating from the blade of his Black Blade, Eight Desolations. "I succeeded..."

At that moment, Kizaru also realized something was wrong. "Hey! What's going on here..."

Before he could finish speaking, spiderweb-like cracks appeared around Kizaru's body.

But there was no pain. Instead, a layer of crystalline frost quickly covered the fingertips and spread to the whole body in the blink of an eye!

"Crack..." The same breaking sound, but not the breaking of space, but the crisp and cold sound of ice crystals condensing.

"Shock and Imprisonment - Absolute Zero!!!"

......

[Comment from Xianyu: According to low-temperature physics, this can be achieved by reducing the vibration frequency of the system (e.g., slowing down or stopping molecular motion).]

Or, to put it another way, thermodynamic processes (such as the extreme temperature rise of sizzling fruit) can achieve extremely low temperatures!

When approaching absolute zero, the frequency of lattice vibrations (phonons) tends to zero, and the internal energy of the system is extremely small.

According to the third law of thermodynamics, absolute zero cannot be reached in a finite number of steps. However, we live in the world of One Piece, a world of idealism!

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Chapter 67 Even if it's light, I'll shatter it for you!!

In the center of the deserted island, glistening frost reflects a dazzling, cold light under the sun.

Borsalino's body was completely frozen, like a golden ice sculpture, suspended in mid-air.

In an instant, a gasp of surprise erupted from the silent warship, the soldiers staring wide-eyed in disbelief at what they were witnessing.

"Colonel Borsalino is...frozen?!"

"How is this possible! Isn't Captain Gern's ability supposed to vibrate?!"

"How could he use Colonel Kuzan's freezing technique?!"

On the deck of the medical team's warship, Kuzan, his body wrapped in bandages, stood with his hands in his pockets, his previously lazy expression now completely frozen.

At the same time, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself, "Absolute zero... Gern, how did you do that?!"

On the other side, aboard the main ship, Kong's pupils suddenly contracted, and his fists clenched involuntarily.

His gaze was fixed on the deserted island, his voice low and shocking: "His fruit... can actually freeze?!"

Sengoku's glasses reflected the cold glint of ice crystals, and his expression was more solemn than ever before: "No..."

He took a deep breath. "Gern's ability is a natural vibration."

But I can't judge anything right now, but one thing is certain: he did freeze Borsalino!

"Gern, kid!!!" Karp grinned and shouted encouragement, but a rare hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

"You can even use Kuzan's abilities, you're amazing!!"

"Now's the time to smash Borsalino to pieces!!"

“It must be the development of the fruit!” Tsuru smiled slightly. “That kid has been planning this step ever since he started flying above the Instant Flash.”

"You have to use your brain in battle, that's what I taught you!" Zephyr's sunglasses slid down slightly, revealing his eyes.

Although he was also bewildered by the situation, a slow, relieved smile still crept onto his lips.

"But I didn't expect... this kid to have developed the Heaven-Shaking Fruit to such a detailed extent."

“However, I doubt I can keep Borsalino under control for long,” Tsuru said calmly.

........

On the deserted island, Gern's breathing was slightly rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He knew that while this move was astonishing, it also consumed an enormous amount of physical strength.

Moreover, the opponent is Kizaru; this level of stagnation can only be maintained at most...

“One second.” Zephyr’s voice rang out on the flagship, his gaze piercing, as if he could see through everything.

"But for a true master, a single second of weakness can be a fatal mistake!"

As if to confirm Zefa's words, Gern's figure moved.

He turned and unleashed a full-force attack, his right fist clenched, dark red Haki-like energy swirling around him like magma.

The vibrating particles collapsed wildly at the knuckles, condensing into a pinhead-sized point.

"The speed of light cannot be surpassed..." Gern's voice was deep and cold, "But what if it's faster?"

The fist swung out violently, shattering the space in front of the fist.

"As long as there is that one moment of pause..." The force of the punch tore through the air, and the vibration, accompanied by the sound of the wind, emitted a piercing high-frequency shriek.

"Even light..." A difference of milliseconds, and Kizaru, who hadn't fully regained his mobility...

He could only watch helplessly as a flash of red light appeared, and a fist wrapped in dark purple lightning rapidly enlarged in his vision before slamming into his chest.

"I'll shatter it too!!!"

"Black Shock - Fallen God Nail!!!!"

The moment the fist touched the ice sculpture, the frozen space shattered with a deafening roar!

Kizaru's body was pierced directly by the violent shockwave.

"BOOM!!!" The fist struck, shattering both the ice and the person!

In an instant, space seemed to be torn apart, and a shockwave ripple that could be seen with the naked eye spread out.

Kizaru's body plummeted straight down like a cannonball, leaving a golden trail in the air.

In almost the blink of an eye, it crashed down from a height of hundreds of meters.

It pierced through the entire deserted island, causing the entire island to sink and creating a giant wave hundreds of meters high!

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The giant wave receded, and the entire arena fell silent.

The sailors on all the warships opened their mouths wide, but couldn't utter a sound.

Gion also stood up straight, her pupils trembling slightly, her hands covering her slightly parted cherry-like mouth.

"This kid..." Cyborg swallowed hard. He actually managed to... no! He actually took Borsalino...

Sengoku's glasses slipped off his nose, but he forgot to adjust them: "They're shattered..."

Garp's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented fighting spirit: "Hahaha! Good lad!"

"Hahaha!" Zephyr slowly removed his sunglasses, revealing a satisfied smile, and rubbed his temples as he sighed.

"Only at this moment did I realize..."

Gern, in my eyes, you are no longer the private second class you were back in the West Sea branch.

Now... you really can stand on your own!

At the same time, Kong's voice rang out throughout the venue via broadcast:

The winner of the second match is—Gern Reginald Sigmar!

In an instant, all the warships erupted in deafening cheers!

.......

In the center of the deserted island, seawater is gushing out from the cracks in the ground in a huge crater.

Borsalino lay half-reclined in the puddle, his expensive custom-made suit now reduced to shreds.

Her curly hair was covered in mud and sand, and the lenses of her sunglasses were so broken that only the frame remained, hanging crookedly on her nose.

"Cough cough..." He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and suddenly noticed that the gold thread embroidery on his cuffs had come undone.

"Oh my! This was custom-made by a master tailor..."

Gern dragged his weary steps forward, his black blade, Eight Desolations, carving a thin line in the ground.

He then stopped at the edge of the pit, looked down at the disheveled Kizaru, and grinned with a victor's smile.

"Senior, your three-month vacation is over."

Borsalino tilted his head back, sunlight refracting comical spots of light onto his tattered glasses.

The image of the fleeting red light (Conqueror's Haki) in Gern's pupils when he threw a punch flashed through my mind.

He then slowly raised his right hand, making a gesture of surrender: "Young people these days... they're really scary~"

After saying that, she suddenly remembered something and added, "By the way, this exhibition match...should be considered a work injury, right?"

Even if it's free, can't the medical insurance fees still be cashed out?

"And my clothes, and my glasses." Kizaru tenderly twisted the tattered pieces of his suit jacket.

"Custom-made items take three months... Do you think headquarters can reimburse the cost?"

Gern's lips twitched, then he took a deep breath, suddenly bent down and reached out: "Do you need me to help you up, senior?"

"What a considerate junior~ But you're still too young."

"Young? Senior Borsalino, you shouldn't be like this now..."

"Should what?! I should be lying quietly right now. This time, I should get at least two months of sick leave!"

Gern: "..."

"Hehe..." Kizaru forced a playful smile, but fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Only he himself knew that the power of Gern's blow far exceeded his imagination.

I'm afraid I'll really have to take these two months of sick leave.

When Gern saw that Kizaru could still laugh, he couldn't help but frown.

Thinking this seasoned veteran really wanted to take the opportunity to slack off and take a vacation, I got up and prepared to leave.

Just as Gern took a step, Kizaru suddenly turned his head and said, "Kid, isn't Ryuo enough to deal with your senior?"

"Conqueror's Haki and all that... I'm not that monster, Shiki."

"Huh? What Conqueror's Haki?" Guern turned around abruptly, his face full of confusion.

"What are you talking about, Borsalino-senpai?"