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Chapter 1524: Meteor Cannon VS Galaxy Impact!
Boom!
Boom!!
Boom——————
"Fist Bone Impact!!!"
On the Moon Battlefield, Garp, wearing a Black Suit and a Warrior God's Cloak over his shoulders.
His entire body's muscles swelled, erupting with an incredibly fierce and violent domineering aura.
He swung out a full-strength punch powerful enough to shatter an asteroid.
"Good, this is great, Ugh ah ah ah ah!"
Boros, in his Energy Release State, wasn't surprised by this; instead, he was delighted.
His face, with only one large eye, was full of an excited smile, enjoying the combat.
Boom!!!
Fists containing infinite strength collided at a certain point once again.
Instantly, they stirred up an earth-shattering loud noise and impact.
Crackling lightning densely struck the air and ground.
The already fragmented moon's surface was once again brutally ravaged.
Large and small silver-gray rock fragments, accompanied by thick, sky-piercing smoke and dust.
Flew out from above the moon in the explosion, escaping into the darkness of outer space.
What was most terrifying was that the extreme energy torrent actually produced intense high temperatures.
In the blink of an eye, the ground where Boros and Garp were located melted into a patch of magma, a lake of fire.
But for the two of them, it was not worth mentioning; both sides' attention was focused on each other.
"Whew—, to actually be able to compete with me in my Energy Release State to this degree,"
Boros exhaled a mouthful of foul air, looking at Garp in surprise.
In the recent series of clashes, he felt a long-lost sensation of pain.
At this moment, he gently raised his right arm, only to see that the part before his wrist was already gone.
Boros could feel that in Garp's attack, there was also a strange kind of strength.
This strength did not have much power, but it could just destroy his own energy and body.
"However, for me, this kind of injury only requires slightly concentrating strength, and I can immediately recover!"
Boros raised his severed right arm and proudly displayed the process of self-healing to Garp.
"But what about you?"
"Your kind of weak race, you probably don't have a method, right?"
Following Boros's line of sight, Garp's right arm was actually gone!
Clearly, in terms of pure strength, the former was still slightly stronger.
"Mm, you are very strong."
Garp, whose clothing was slightly damaged, nodded in agreement while holding his left fist.
Whoosh————
But the next second, his severed right arm actually instantly regenerated and recovered.
"Huh?"
"What did you just say?" Garp asked, looking like he hadn't understood.
Boros was stunned.
He really was seeing for the first time a creature comparable to their Meteor Race in terms of self-healing ability.
"Good, this is great, what a perfect opponent, I must defeat you!!"
Boros was unbearably excited, running step by step towards Garp.
How many years it's been, finally meeting someone who could let him have a hearty fight.
"Puhahahaahaha!"
"This old man also had a great time fighting, continue! Continue!"
Garp was similarly delighted.
Since mastering Colorless Haki and becoming a Warrior God, he could only find 'Whitebeard' to play around with.
But that really was just playing around.
He really couldn't find an opponent of the same level who was also willing to seriously fight with him.
The key is that this Warrior God Hall is said to have seven people.
But the other six are the Six Elders, one of whom usually isn't even in the Human World.
So in the end, there was still only him.
Originally, he heard that Aramaki had become some kind of Otsutsuki and gained strength comparable to a Warrior God.
Garp was quite happy, thinking of finding time to go over and spar.
But who knew Aramaki was sent to the Ninja World by the Command Department with a deployment order to fight demons.
After all, Aramaki did not resign from his Marine Admiral position.
At that time, he even complained that Aramaki was clinging to the Admiral position.
Isn't being a Warrior God good?
So idle!
Not only can he go wherever he wants, but he can also go out to sea to fish at any time and accompany his grandson...
So Boros's appearance truly brought Garp delight from the bottom of his heart.
Especially since the opponent's identity was still a pirate.
This made him experience the feeling of having once been a Marine fighting pirates again.
His strength was also comparable to his own, which also made him regard him as another Roger.
This is just too good!
Roar Roar Roar Roar Roar——————
Instantly, Garp and Boros, carrying the same excited mood and the same high fighting intent.
One after another, they transformed into brilliant purple meteors and deep silver-gray light, rushing towards each other.
Their arms struck out from both sides, blasting out thousands of dense fist shadows, launching an unusually violent and powerful offensive towards the opponent.
The air within a radius of several kilometers around them all boiled amidst the thunderous sounds.
Every fist collision caused the magma to churn, forming circles of ring-shaped fiery red tsunami that pushed outwards in all directions.
But at the same time, it would also cause Boros's and Garp's fists to both collapse, turning into blood mist.
Immediately after, they would instantly regenerate and recover, collide again, and explode into blood mist.
This repeated fierce fighting was intense to the point of being indescribable.
The competition between the two was all-encompassing!
To be honest.
Whether it was Boros or Garp, both could feel severe pain in combat.
Because both of their attacks were greater than the opponent's defense.
It's just that Boros was stronger due to his massive energy.
While Garp was stronger due to Colorless Haki's special ability to shatter!
But it was precisely because of this that the severe pain was continuously stimulating their spirit and will.
This is what is called, fighting to one's heart's content!
It's just that.
Boros and Garp had a blast fighting, but the surface of this side of the moon was somewhat unable to withstand their brutal beating.
The entire scene was truly unbearable to look at.
Looking around, everywhere were torn open rift valleys, flowing magma waves, and scorching light rushing into the darkness of the universe.
But the combat was not even half an hour long.
It is estimated that in another one or two hours, or perhaps if one side uses an ultimate move and it happens to land on the moon's surface.
Then this largest satellite, which has followed the world for who knows how many years, is about to completely explode.
Naturally, the Marine Headquarters on the other side also cannot escape disaster.
But Garp's mind and body at this moment have already completely invested in the combat.
He really cannot spare the energy to care about this kind of matter.
Boros was even more indifferent; he didn't even care about his own space warship.
Swish Swish Swish Swish... Boom Boom Boom Boom
The two people clashed with fists and feet at super high speed in mid-air, turning a blind eye to the increasingly harsh surrounding environment.
Their movements were practically no different from teleportation.
So fast that they were comparable to lightning, comparable to flash.
The power was so strong that even if they missed, they would cause super large ring-shaped sonic boom airwaves.
What followed was the sea of fire produced by high temperatures.
If there were people from a nuclear world unaware of the situation witnessing this scene from a great distance.
Perhaps they would think that large-yield thermobaric bombs were being centrally detonated on the moon.
Bang!!!
Unsure when, with a loud noise.
The figures of Boros and Garp, who were intertwined in fierce battle, separated again and fell back to the ground full of magma.
Their breathing was both a little rapid, and the rise and fall of their chests was also very obvious.
Although the time was not very long.
But such high-intensity combat, as well as high-frequency recovery of injured bodies, caused a very terrifying consumption of energy and physical ability.
Of course, if they just kept fighting like this, both had the confidence to fight for several days!
But decades of expectation had made Boros's desire for combat and victory reach a nearly pathological degree.
He must defeat Garp, and then go defeat the strongest one the opponent mentioned, Im!
"Beautiful moves!"
Boros couldn't help but open his mouth again to praise Garp; the recent combat was truly too exhilarating.
"I, Boros, am still meeting this kind of evenly matched opponent for the first time!"
While speaking, he suddenly leaped into mid-air, with his back to the darkness of the universe, and even more surging blue aura erupted from his body.
In the blink of an eye.
The aura gathered into a nearly substantial light pillar that pierced from the moon's surface into the cosmos.
"This is..."
Garp's expression suddenly changed upon looking up and seeing this scene, and his gaze became even more solemn.
He could feel that Boros's aura began to surge dramatically.
"Next, I will release the massive energy inside the body in one go!"
"This technique, Meteor Cannon, you'd best not dodge, otherwise this satellite will be completely destroyed by me!"
Boros grinned and said extremely cruel words to Garp.
You should know, on this moon, there are not only Marines, but also the pirates under his subordinates.
But Boros completely didn't care about these.
At present, he only wants to see if Garp can take on the attack.
"You lunatic!"
Garp cursed loudly.
At the same time, he gathered Colorless Haki onto his right fist, preparing to meet Boros's Meteor Cannon head-on.
"Meteor Cannon!!!"
Facing the falling blue light pillar.
Garp instantly leaped into the air, his massive fist, gathering silver-gray radiance, resolutely blasted towards overhead.
"Galaxy Impact!!!"
Boom!
Boom!!
Boom——————
"Fist Bone Impact!!!"
On the Moon Battlefield, Garp, wearing a Black Suit and a Warrior God's Cloak over his shoulders.
His entire body's muscles swelled, erupting with an incredibly fierce and violent domineering aura.
He swung out a full-strength punch powerful enough to shatter an asteroid.
"Good, this is great, Ugh ah ah ah ah!"
Boros, in his Energy Release State, wasn't surprised by this; instead, he was delighted.
His face, with only one large eye, was full of an excited smile, enjoying the combat.
Boom!!!
Fists containing infinite strength collided at a certain point once again.
Instantly, they stirred up an earth-shattering loud noise and impact.
Crackling lightning densely struck the air and ground.
The already fragmented moon's surface was once again brutally ravaged.
Large and small silver-gray rock fragments, accompanied by thick, sky-piercing smoke and dust.
Flew out from above the moon in the explosion, escaping into the darkness of outer space.
What was most terrifying was that the extreme energy torrent actually produced intense high temperatures.
In the blink of an eye, the ground where Boros and Garp were located melted into a patch of magma, a lake of fire.
But for the two of them, it was not worth mentioning; both sides' attention was focused on each other.
"Whew—, to actually be able to compete with me in my Energy Release State to this degree,"
Boros exhaled a mouthful of foul air, looking at Garp in surprise.
In the recent series of clashes, he felt a long-lost sensation of pain.
At this moment, he gently raised his right arm, only to see that the part before his wrist was already gone.
Boros could feel that in Garp's attack, there was also a strange kind of strength.
This strength did not have much power, but it could just destroy his own energy and body.
"However, for me, this kind of injury only requires slightly concentrating strength, and I can immediately recover!"
Boros raised his severed right arm and proudly displayed the process of self-healing to Garp.
"But what about you?"
"Your kind of weak race, you probably don't have a method, right?"
Following Boros's line of sight, Garp's right arm was actually gone!
Clearly, in terms of pure strength, the former was still slightly stronger.
"Mm, you are very strong."
Garp, whose clothing was slightly damaged, nodded in agreement while holding his left fist.
Whoosh————
But the next second, his severed right arm actually instantly regenerated and recovered.
"Huh?"
"What did you just say?" Garp asked, looking like he hadn't understood.
Boros was stunned.
He really was seeing for the first time a creature comparable to their Meteor Race in terms of self-healing ability.
"Good, this is great, what a perfect opponent, I must defeat you!!"
Boros was unbearably excited, running step by step towards Garp.
How many years it's been, finally meeting someone who could let him have a hearty fight.
"Puhahahaahaha!"
"This old man also had a great time fighting, continue! Continue!"
Garp was similarly delighted.
Since mastering Colorless Haki and becoming a Warrior God, he could only find 'Whitebeard' to play around with.
But that really was just playing around.
He really couldn't find an opponent of the same level who was also willing to seriously fight with him.
The key is that this Warrior God Hall is said to have seven people.
But the other six are the Six Elders, one of whom usually isn't even in the Human World.
So in the end, there was still only him.
Originally, he heard that Aramaki had become some kind of Otsutsuki and gained strength comparable to a Warrior God.
Garp was quite happy, thinking of finding time to go over and spar.
But who knew Aramaki was sent to the Ninja World by the Command Department with a deployment order to fight demons.
After all, Aramaki did not resign from his Marine Admiral position.
At that time, he even complained that Aramaki was clinging to the Admiral position.
Isn't being a Warrior God good?
So idle!
Not only can he go wherever he wants, but he can also go out to sea to fish at any time and accompany his grandson...
So Boros's appearance truly brought Garp delight from the bottom of his heart.
Especially since the opponent's identity was still a pirate.
This made him experience the feeling of having once been a Marine fighting pirates again.
His strength was also comparable to his own, which also made him regard him as another Roger.
This is just too good!
Roar Roar Roar Roar Roar——————
Instantly, Garp and Boros, carrying the same excited mood and the same high fighting intent.
One after another, they transformed into brilliant purple meteors and deep silver-gray light, rushing towards each other.
Their arms struck out from both sides, blasting out thousands of dense fist shadows, launching an unusually violent and powerful offensive towards the opponent.
The air within a radius of several kilometers around them all boiled amidst the thunderous sounds.
Every fist collision caused the magma to churn, forming circles of ring-shaped fiery red tsunami that pushed outwards in all directions.
But at the same time, it would also cause Boros's and Garp's fists to both collapse, turning into blood mist.
Immediately after, they would instantly regenerate and recover, collide again, and explode into blood mist.
This repeated fierce fighting was intense to the point of being indescribable.
The competition between the two was all-encompassing!
To be honest.
Whether it was Boros or Garp, both could feel severe pain in combat.
Because both of their attacks were greater than the opponent's defense.
It's just that Boros was stronger due to his massive energy.
While Garp was stronger due to Colorless Haki's special ability to shatter!
But it was precisely because of this that the severe pain was continuously stimulating their spirit and will.
This is what is called, fighting to one's heart's content!
It's just that.
Boros and Garp had a blast fighting, but the surface of this side of the moon was somewhat unable to withstand their brutal beating.
The entire scene was truly unbearable to look at.
Looking around, everywhere were torn open rift valleys, flowing magma waves, and scorching light rushing into the darkness of the universe.
But the combat was not even half an hour long.
It is estimated that in another one or two hours, or perhaps if one side uses an ultimate move and it happens to land on the moon's surface.
Then this largest satellite, which has followed the world for who knows how many years, is about to completely explode.
Naturally, the Marine Headquarters on the other side also cannot escape disaster.
But Garp's mind and body at this moment have already completely invested in the combat.
He really cannot spare the energy to care about this kind of matter.
Boros was even more indifferent; he didn't even care about his own space warship.
Swish Swish Swish Swish... Boom Boom Boom Boom
The two people clashed with fists and feet at super high speed in mid-air, turning a blind eye to the increasingly harsh surrounding environment.
Their movements were practically no different from teleportation.
So fast that they were comparable to lightning, comparable to flash.
The power was so strong that even if they missed, they would cause super large ring-shaped sonic boom airwaves.
What followed was the sea of fire produced by high temperatures.
If there were people from a nuclear world unaware of the situation witnessing this scene from a great distance.
Perhaps they would think that large-yield thermobaric bombs were being centrally detonated on the moon.
Bang!!!
Unsure when, with a loud noise.
The figures of Boros and Garp, who were intertwined in fierce battle, separated again and fell back to the ground full of magma.
Their breathing was both a little rapid, and the rise and fall of their chests was also very obvious.
Although the time was not very long.
But such high-intensity combat, as well as high-frequency recovery of injured bodies, caused a very terrifying consumption of energy and physical ability.
Of course, if they just kept fighting like this, both had the confidence to fight for several days!
But decades of expectation had made Boros's desire for combat and victory reach a nearly pathological degree.
He must defeat Garp, and then go defeat the strongest one the opponent mentioned, Im!
"Beautiful moves!"
Boros couldn't help but open his mouth again to praise Garp; the recent combat was truly too exhilarating.
"I, Boros, am still meeting this kind of evenly matched opponent for the first time!"
While speaking, he suddenly leaped into mid-air, with his back to the darkness of the universe, and even more surging blue aura erupted from his body.
In the blink of an eye.
The aura gathered into a nearly substantial light pillar that pierced from the moon's surface into the cosmos.
"This is..."
Garp's expression suddenly changed upon looking up and seeing this scene, and his gaze became even more solemn.
He could feel that Boros's aura began to surge dramatically.
"Next, I will release the massive energy inside the body in one go!"
"This technique, Meteor Cannon, you'd best not dodge, otherwise this satellite will be completely destroyed by me!"
Boros grinned and said extremely cruel words to Garp.
You should know, on this moon, there are not only Marines, but also the pirates under his subordinates.
But Boros completely didn't care about these.
At present, he only wants to see if Garp can take on the attack.
"You lunatic!"
Garp cursed loudly.
At the same time, he gathered Colorless Haki onto his right fist, preparing to meet Boros's Meteor Cannon head-on.
"Meteor Cannon!!!"
Facing the falling blue light pillar.
Garp instantly leaped into the air, his massive fist, gathering silver-gray radiance, resolutely blasted towards overhead.
"Galaxy Impact!!!"
