One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 336: Garp's End and Zephyr's Fury!

Center of Beehive Island Plaza.

The naval hero who had repeatedly cornered the Pirate King Roger was now in a terrible state.

His white suit was now a tattered rag.

The penetrating wound in his abdomen was particularly glaring.

That was the result of Shiryu of the Rain's sneak attack.

"Huff...huff..."

Garp wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fierce like a tiger's, staring intently at the chilling figure opposite him.

Kuzan gave him no chance to catch his breath.

This former admiral had half his body turned to ice.

"Ice Block - Two-Spiked Spear!"

Kuzan raised his hand, and two enormous ice spears appeared out of thin air, hurtling straight toward Garp's shoulder with a shrill sound.

They didn't hold back.

Without hesitation.

Sunglasses covered Kuzan's eyes.

No one could see what he was thinking.

Every attack he made was aimed at vital points.

Ice blades and icy air wove a net, forcing the heavily injured Garp to constantly overexert himself.

"You brat... still so ruthless!"

Garp roared and swung his fist, which was wrapped in Armament Haki, out with a fierce blow.

"Snap!"

The ice spear struck the iron fist and shattered into countless ice shards.

A chill ran up Garp's forearm along with the force of the punch, instantly forming a layer of frost.

He was about to give chase, but his feet were a beat too slow.

The ice had spread up to his knees, like a pair of ghostly hands dragging him down.

Just then, on the distant sea, a huge dog-headed warship launched itself into the sky with a "wind-blowing cannon" and was rapidly moving away from Beehive Island.

Karp glanced back.

The warships grew smaller and smaller in his view.

That is the spark of the future.

It was the hope he risked his life for.

Garp's once-solid shoulders have finally relaxed.

His face showed no fear of death, only the relief of an eaglet safely leaving the nest.

Those kids, they really run fast!

Garp laughed loudly, the vibrations in his chest causing more blood to flow.

"If you get distracted at a time like this, you'll die, Mr. Garp."

Kuzan's cold voice rang out.

He caught a fraction of a second when Karp turned around.

He slammed his hands onto the ground, and a terrifying chill exploded from his body.

"The Ice Age!"

boom!

Extreme cold energy erupted instantly.

The white frost spread wildly like a plague.

This time, Garp didn't dodge.

He no longer needs to hide.

The ice swallowed his legs, and then his body.

Extremely low temperatures lock out blood and also lock out muscles.

Karp did not struggle.

He simply maintained his fist-pumping posture, back straight, with an arrogant, maniacal laugh on his face.

"Is this... the final lesson, Kuzan..."

Ice covered his chest, his neck, and finally his laughing face.

In the center of Beehive Island, a huge ice sculpture has appeared.

Naval hero Monkey D. Garp, the curtain falls.

……

Meanwhile, three people were watching from the sidelines!

"Ku...Zan..."

Zefa stared intently at the frozen figure below, his teeth grinding together.

The air he held crackled and exploded, a sound of domineering power spiraling out of control.

That was his old comrade-in-arms.

That was the old bastard he'd fought with his whole life and mocked each other his whole life.

Just like that... frozen solid?

Frozen by the students they personally taught?

"Are you kidding me... are you kidding me!"

Zefa's skin began to redden, and the blood pumped from his heart washed over his blood vessels like lava.

Chi Chi!

The white steam rising from his body represented his mood at that moment.

At this moment, Zefa is like an active volcano about to erupt.

The dragon beside him watched his father turn into an ice sculpture, his heart breaking, almost suffocating.

He sensed an aura about to spiral out of control emanating from Zephyr.

Long quickly reached out and pressed down on Zefa's shoulder.

"Professor Zephyr, please calm down! That's Kuzan from this timeline, not ours! This is inevitable in the timeline; there's no need to blame him..."

"fart!"

Zefa abruptly shook off the dragon's hand.

"Hmph! I don't care about timelines! I don't care about the future or the past! It's all the same person, what's the difference?"

Zefa's chest heaved violently, and his voice was like thunder.

"All I saw was Kuzan attacking Garp!"

"That's a student hitting a teacher!"

"That's the navy attacking the navy again!"

"This is outrageous! I will never forgive such a betrayal of my master and ancestors! Never!"

At this moment, Zefa is an extremely protective old man, watching his old friend being bullied.

……

The battlefield below, Beehive Island Plaza.

Garp turned into an ice sculpture, and the Blackbeard Pirates finally came to their senses.

"Hahaha! Is this the legendary naval hero?"

The tyrannical king Pizarro's enormous body emerged from the ruins, looking at the ice sculpture and letting out a harsh laugh.

"It doesn't look like much, it just turned into ice in the end."

Basque Chote, carrying his gourd, stepped forward and let out a burp.

"Hey, this old man's frozen solid, can he even hear us? Should we smash him up and soak him in liquor? *burp*"

Several black-bearded cadres surrounded them with sinister smiles.

Some people picked up weapons and gestured on the ice sculpture, trying to find an angle to smash it for fun.

Kuzan stood to one side, his eyes behind his sunglasses revealing no emotion.

He did not stop it.

He just stood there quietly, exuding an aura of coldness that kept strangers at bay.

……

Spectator group!

Chen Ye, who had been quiet all along, moved.

He glanced at the group of reckless pirates below, then at Zephyr and Dragon beside him, who were practically bursting with rage, and a slight smirk appeared on his lips.

"That's about it."

Chen Ye murmured to himself.

"We can get started now."

Snapped!

Chen Ye snapped his fingers.

A protective circle enveloped the dragon and Zefa.

This is a barrier that Chen Ye set up for the two of them!

"This barrier conceals your identities."

Chen Ye said quickly.

"To outsiders, your figures, faces, and even your aura are completely unfamiliar."

boom!

Long didn't even wait for Chen Ye to finish speaking.

His eagerness to save his father meant he couldn't wait even a second longer.

It was his instinct as a son that caused him to erupt completely.

He transformed into a storm, rushing down with a destructive force!

"I'm going too!"

Zefa roared and was about to jump when a tremendous force suddenly grabbed the back of his collar.

Zefa suddenly turned around, his eyes bloodshot and veins bulging on his neck.

"What exactly do you want?! Let go of me! My hands are itching! Don't stop me from teaching that Qingzhi a lesson!"

"Don't rush, old man Zepha."

Chenye smiled.

He extended his right hand, and a ball of dark energy capable of devouring light condensed in his palm.

That was a purer, more primal energy fluctuation.

"If you're going to make a scene, make it big."

Chen Ye suddenly slammed the ball of dark energy into Zefa's back.

Boom!

A powerful energy erupted within Zefa's body.

Zefa shuddered and froze.

That dark energy was not evil, nor did it corrupt his sanity.

It's like a shot of high-concentration adrenaline, or an invisible armor, instantly flowing throughout the body.

An extremely heavy and domineering amplification force.

Zefa could feel his muscles, which were deteriorating due to age, swelling and reorganizing wildly.

power.

A continuous stream of power, capable of shattering the Red Earth Continent with a single punch, surged within him.

"This…"

Zefa clenched his fist.

Click.

Simply by clenching a fist, the air in the palm explodes, forming a small shockwave.

"Chen Ye, what kind of power is this?"

Zefa stared at his hands in shock.

This feeling of returning to the peak, or even surpassing the peak.

Chen Ye raised her index finger to her lips, making a shushing gesture, and smiled even more broadly.

"It's a secret. Go find out for yourself in the battle. Consider it a small gift for you. After all, you can't be weak if you want to beat up Aokiji."

Zefa was taken aback.

Then, a ferocious and wild smile appeared on his face.

That was the wild smile that "Black Arm" Zephyr would show when he was young.

"Great! Excellent!"

Zefa twisted his neck, making a popping sound.

"With this power... I'm going to beat that bastard Aokiji's shit out of him!"

next second.

Boom!

Zephyr stomped his feet on the void, his entire body like a meteorite burning with black flames, carrying the momentum to sink the entire Beehive Island, as he looked down at the group of pirates grinning maliciously around the Garp ice sculpture—

come down!