Chapter 383

This punch shattered the air with a piercing sonic boom.

Finally.

The two collided.

Boom—

The guandao struck Lu En's fist; two torrents of overwhelming power exploded instantly, unleashing endless shockwaves that obliterated the entire pirate ship.

Crack!

Crack!

The deck beneath Lu En's feet continuously cracked and shattered, the fissures multiplying, dense and countless, stretching far into the distance.

In an instant,

Boom—rumble!

Lu En's entire body sank half a meter into the deck, leaving a grotesque, terrifying hole where the shattered planks had been torn through.

"That actually hurts!"

Lu En felt the stabbing pain radiating from his fist, making him inhale sharply.

It seems…

to meet a weapon with bare flesh…

this, indeed, is not a wise approach.

At least,

to meet a weapon with bare flesh, one must unleash Armament Haki.

"You are a very worthy opponent."

Lu En gazed at Whitebeard II with eyes full of excitement and exhilaration.

So strong!

The Whitebeard II before him was the most powerful enemy he had ever faced!

Precisely because of this, Lu En's body ignited with an unprecedented surge of bloodlust.

Blood boiled,

battle intent blazed like wildfire.

"Shave!"

Lu En's figure vanished instantly.

Whitebeard's second slash missed; his beast-like sixth sense allowed him to keenly perceive the trajectory of Lu En's movement.

His eyes spun wildly, fixed with murderous intent on Lu En's flickering form.

"Die!"

As he caught Lu En's form, Whitebeard swung his blade without hesitation.

Shhh!

The sharp slash surged toward Lu En's direction.

But the next second,

Lu En's figure vanished again.

This slash struck only the afterimage left behind by Lu En's disappearance, carving through the air toward the distance and cleaving the Wang Yang Sea.

Boom—

The astonishing slash split the sea open for dozens of meters, blasting seawater high into the air, spraying it dozens of meters above.

Splash!

The entire sea surface rippled with waves, blossoms of foam rolling wildly.

Countless droplets of seawater rained down from the heavens.

Gradually,

even a faint rainbow appeared.

"If you want to clash with brute force…"

"Then I'll oblige you!"

Smiling, Lu En flashed into position beside Whitebeard.

With his body, trained for a full year…

he feared no brute-force clash on this sea!

Even Whitebeard II, the warrior bearing the title of young Whitebeard's strength, stirred no trace of fear in Lu En's heart.

In an instant,

Lu En unleashed a sudden punch at Whitebeard's waist.

Boom!

The furious punch struck Whitebeard's waist, forcibly denting it inward for a moment, leaving a grotesque, terrifying fist imprint.

Instantly,

Whitebeard, his massive six-to-seven-meter-tall obese body, shot into the air, hurtling backward dozens of meters into the ship's cabin from the impact.

Finally,

his obese body crashed heavily into a cabin, producing a thunderous, ear-splitting sound.

Boom—rumble!

The entire cabin shattered and collapsed.

Reduced to countless splinters and debris, scattered by the air current in all directions, flying toward the nearby sea.

Under the force of the terrifying shockwave, the entire ship developed cracks and fractures of varying degrees.

Crack!

Crack!

The shattered cracks multiplied.

Pockmarked with holes.

Utterly ravaged.

It looked as if the entire ship was about to collapse, destined for total disintegration.

Even this enormous pirate ship, capable of holding five hundred people, could not withstand such violent collision between Lu En and Weibu.

Though their clash had only released faint ripples…

They still inflicted irreversible, heavy damage on the hull.

"Weibu!"

Seeing Weibu knocked flying by a punch, Miss Bajin panicked completely, screaming out in a shrill, piercing voice that was deeply unpleasant.

·········Seeking flowers········

At that moment.

Suddenly!

Boom!

A deafening roar.

Fierce power erupted violently.

Only to see,

The countless piles of shattered wood chips and debris that had buried Weibu's massive form.

Suddenly blasted apart by some terrifying force, scattering in all directions.

At the same time.

Weibu's massive body slowly emerged from the ruins.

His body was coated with wood chips and debris, his hair disheveled, his clothing torn in places of varying severity.

Making him look utterly disheveled.

Yet…

Despite having endured such intense destruction and impact, a closer look revealed not a single wound on his entire body.

Even,

Not a single scratch.

It goes without saying.