"Hee hee hee hee! Looks like the battle's already decided!"
On a small hill behind the coast, Morgans laughed recklessly, "It seems Ochoku is a bit ignorant. He doesn't know that Ian has mastered a technique called the 'King Punch,' right?"
"Hee hee hee hee! What an exaggerated technique, huh? If that previous strike had spread, this island might have been sunk!"
People all over the world, watching this battle, fell silent.
What an exaggerated strike!
In the sky.
Ian was still looking down. Below him, the huge crater had finally begun to fill with seawater. It was clear that it would eventually be filled.
Ian couldn't help but sigh.
As expected, it was still impossible to create a crater like the one used by the Celestial Dragons, one that the seawater couldn't fill.
Hmm?
He suddenly raised an eyebrow.
He looked toward a spot on the sea below at an angle.
A strange curve appeared at the corner of Ian's mouth.
His right hand clenched, and a long spear of blazing fire materialized in his grip.
Then, Ian reversed his hand and hurled the fiery spear towards the sea in that direction.
The fiery spear left a trail of flames behind it, falling like a meteor, resembling the legendary meteor spear of the great god Odin!
The spear plunged into the sea, and then...
Boom!!
The scorching flames exploded in the seawater, and a brilliant golden pillar of fire shot into the sky, like a supervolcano erupting beneath the sea, causing the entire sea area to explode in an instant.
Almost at that moment, from the fiery explosion under the sea, a figure soared out.
It was Ochoku.
At this point, the man had become incredibly disheveled. His once neat suit now hung on him like strips of cloth.
There was no unscathed skin on his body—everything was a grotesque, bloody mess.
Ian could only identify the man by his aura.
However, the wounds on his body weren't the main focus. Ochoku was still vomiting blood, a large amount of fresh blood flowing from his mouth, making it hard not to suspect that he might soon die from blood loss.
The internal injuries were severe as well.
After all, the shockwave Ian unleashed was a penetrating one, with the internal organs being the true target of the attack.
As the man was dying, he stared at Ian with eyes full of hatred, sharp enough to feel as though he wanted to rip Ian apart with a thousand cuts.
"Really, Ochoku-san, you don't think you can escape by diving, do you?"
Ian sighed, "You really don't take me seriously."
Even if you weren't detected by my Observation Haki, the surrounding Fish-Man forces would never let you have a chance to escape.
"Brat!!"
Ochoku gritted his teeth.
The anger in his tone couldn't conceal the fear in his eyes.
After that punch just now, he truly thought he was going to die.
But how is that possible!
How could this kid have such power? Even Kaido and Whitebeard wouldn't compare to him!!
It was precisely because of this fear that, after narrowly escaping death earlier, he chose to dive underwater and flee, not daring to face Ian again.
But now, after being caught by Ian, panic and shame mixed together, only to give birth to an indescribable anger!
Anger at Ian, anger at himself!
Anger that Ian was able to severely injure him with a single strike!
Anger that he had thought about fleeing first and had been caught!
Yet, amidst his anger, Ochoku couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Facing such a powerful brat, is there really a chance of winning?
Ian saw through his inner conflict and smiled, saying, "No need to worry, Ochoku-san, that strike I can only use once in a short time."
Hearing this, Ochoku immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and in the next second, the anger that surged from within him grew even stronger.
This brat is revealing such information carelessly, he doesn't even take me seriously!
"However, I must say, Ochoku-san," Ian couldn't help but applaud the man, "I thought after that strike, you'd definitely be dead with no bones left."
Even Kaido-sensei was knocked into the magma by Nika's Spear. Why is this guy still standing?
"Didn't your teacher teach you," Ochoku spat blood as he sneered, "Not to spread your power thin?"
Ian nodded, understanding.
Indeed, the shockwave from earlier had a wide range, and its effect was quite flashy, but as Ochoku said, the power had been dispersed because of it.
If it had been a direct punch to Ochoku, even if he had another life, it wouldn't have been enough.
But it didn't matter.
It was just a bit more effort.
Ian smiled, flapping his wings as he moved forward, "Let me ask you, Ochoku,"
"Submit, or die."
"I never serve others!"
Ochoku shouted angrily, charging directly toward Ian.
Ian shook his head. "There's no other way, so let me show you something interesting."
Roar!!
Brilliant flames erupted from his body, and in the next second, his Human-Beast Form, which was already over three meters tall, expanded into a hundred-meter-long golden dragon.
Then.
Life Return!!
Life Return is a technique where one injects their will into every part of their body to achieve perfect control over it, even altering bodily functions.
At this moment, relying on Life Return, Ian began his second transformation.
His body shrank significantly, and the mass that disappeared was transferred to his arms and legs.
His arms became thick and muscular, his legs lengthened and straightened, and even his body became more robust.
Overall, Ian now looked more like his Human-Beast Form.
Ian called this form:
"Sun God's Winged Dragon - Transformation - Combat Form!"
With a pull of his right hand, a gigantic flame sword materialized in the air.
Compared to the Sun God, Ian at this moment looked more like Surtur, the giant who stood at the end of the world, wielding the sword of destruction to burn the World Tree to ash!
"Here I come, Ochoku!"
The Human-Beast Form had the greatest strength, but it was much slower than the regular Beast Form.
However, it didn't matter. Against the severely injured Ochoku, this form was more than enough.
The colossal sword blade swung down with a thunderous roar.
Before the sword even fully landed, the intense heat had already made Ochoku's face change drastically.
How much stronger has this brat become in just these two years?!
If he were in perfect condition, he might be able to dodge, but now Ochoku had only one choice.
Forcefully pushing his damaged body, he gathered his domineering spirit into his right arm and slammed his fist forward!
Boom!!
Flames exploded in mid-air.
The massive sword of flames hesitated for a moment in the air, then fell with unstoppable force.
"Ugh!"
Ochoku cried out in pain.
The haki he had was already so strong that it was beyond what a fifteen-year-old should be capable of!
But the power was even more exaggerated!
Ochoku was certain that, even at his peak, his strength would be nothing compared to this kid's. It could only be described as insignificant in comparison.
He realized something terrifying.
Even without the previous strike, the power this kid was displaying was enough to match his peak form.
And now, his broken body was no match for it. In just the moment of confrontation, he was struck down into the sea with one sword.
His shoulder was cleaved straight through!
His flesh and bones were nearly evaporated by the intense heat, and even his face, which was only grazed by the sword, was scorched.
The sea surged violently, creating huge waves.
As Ochoku fell like a meteor, he even created a vacuum in the sea, causing the water to momentarily fail to return.
Ian swiftly reversed his grip and planted the sword of flames into the ground.
Ochoku's pupils shrank.
He would die!
He gathered the last of his strength and dove into the water, avoiding the strike. He then launched himself upward, throwing a punch toward Ian with all his might.
But it was too slow.
Ian retaliated with a punch.
The terrifying force immediately bent Ochoku's arm.
Ian then slammed him back into the sea with such power that Ochoku was driven into the depths below.
The water was once again blasted open, and Ochoku was sent crashing into a deep pit at the ocean's floor by Ian's punch.
The boiling sounds were deafening, and the sea could hardly get close to Ian, already evaporated by the flames surrounding him from a distance.
"Ugh..."
At the bottom of the large pit, Ochoku groaned.
His bones had been shattered countless times by that punch, and to make matters worse, the terrifying heat on the fist had nearly burned his flesh to a crisp.
It's over.
There's no way to win now.
Ochoku tilted his head back, looking up at the massive figure that was glowing with golden light.
Is this how it ends? Dying at the hands of this little brat?
Is there no ship in the New World that can carry me?
Whatever, it doesn't matter anymore.
Ochoku struggled to open his mouth.
I don't want to die...
I don't want to die here like this!
At least let me live for another ten years.
He wanted to speak.
He wanted to ask, could we settle this?
But Ian, somewhat admiringly, said, "Impressive. Even now, in this situation, you're still insulting me?"
"Then let me give you a grand death, Ochoku-san."
Ian flapped his wings and, in the next instant, transformed into a giant flame dragon.
Wait, hold on!
Wait a second, kid!
I've changed my mind!
I can surrender!
Ochoku struggled to speak, but his vocal cords had already been destroyed by Ian, and no sound came out. He could only watch helplessly as Ian's flaming hands gathered in front of his chest.
A red fireball formed between Ian's hands.
He pushed it down.
Since it's called the Winged Dragon's battle form, then this move should be called—
"Terra Gigaton Death!"
Whoosh!
A red pillar of light descended from the sky, instantly piercing through the gathered sea water.
The last thing Ochoku saw was just this sea of scarlet.
Damn little brat!
Why can't you read minds?
Boom!!!
Brilliant flames erupted, blooming into a magnificent scarlet flower on the surface of the sea.
Ochoku, withered.
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