Chapter 1803: Hammer Flat

Moria's corpse fell to the ground. Su Xiao looked at the battlefield on Whitebeard's side. Magma and cold ice spread everywhere, strong light appeared, and the roaring sound of vibration was endless. A large expanse of ice wall isolated that area, unable to see what was happening inside.

Inside the ice wall, Aokiji was slightly out of breath. Compared to Akainu and Kizaru, his pressure was the greatest. Before fighting Whitebeard, he had already fought Su Xiao twice.

Bang!

Magma splashed, and the naginata in Whitebeard's hand slashed toward Akainu's head. The ice layer under Akainu's feet cracked. He couldn't quite understand why Whitebeard, who was already 72 years old, still had such monstrous strength.

The moment Akainu blocked Whitebeard, Kizaru, holding Ama no Murakumo, had already appeared behind Whitebeard, the long sword slashing toward Whitebeard's back of the neck.

A wind-breaking sound attacked, and a weapon resembling a hiltless stabbing sword stabbed toward Kizaru's head. Kizaru's cheek twitched significantly. His thought was that Moria died too quickly. As for guilt, sorry, that was a pirate.

Seeing Fangzhi attacking, the corner of Aokiji's eye also twitched.

"Moo!"

The familiar cow roar made Aokiji want to kill someone. With a boom, Amu shattered the ice wall. He was very angry with dark circles under his eyes. It was truly 'enemies meeting, eyes turning red'.

Aokiji was entangled by Amu here, and Su Xiao was already not far from Kizaru. Fangzhi circled around Su Xiao to prevent Kizaru's photon rays.

"Come."

Su Xiao chin-tilted toward Kizaru. Kizaru spoke in a lazy voice:

"Sakazuki, you hold on first."

"!"

Akainu's eyes widened. The next moment, the heavy naginata slashed toward him. Helplessly, Akainu could only use the ungraceful lazy donkey roll.

Boom! The naginata slashed onto the ice surface. Akainu faced the peak-strength Whitebeard.

Just as Akainu rolled away, Whitebeard stabbed the naginata into the ice surface beside him, clenched his fist with one hand, and placed his arm across his chest.

Dong~

One fist hammered down, the air cracked, and a vibration attacked Akainu. Akainu immediately elementalized, his body turning into magma.

Just after hammering out a punch, Whitebeard strode toward Akainu.

Akainu half-knelt on the ground, his right arm turning into magma, and fist after fist formed by magma flew out, attacking Whitebeard.

Whitebeard, charging forward, didn't dodge. This was Whitebeard's weakness. Due to his size, his speed could only be considered average.

Boom, boom, boom...

Magma fist after magma fist bombarded Whitebeard. The white coat behind him caught fire, and several scorched black patches appeared on his chest.

Although Whitebeard had been hit hard by the magma fist, he didn't stop for a single step, which compensated for his disadvantage in speed. As Whitebeard clenched his right fist, a spherical halo appeared on it, and he struck directly toward Akainu.

Akainu's figure was very tall, a full three meters, but his height only reached Whitebeard's abdomen. Whitebeard smashed this punch down, and he had no possibility of dodging to the side. This punch was smashed down from above.

Akainu leaned his body backward as much as possible, but his head inevitably touched the white light ball on Whitebeard's fist. Just a slight touch, and Akainu felt the vision in front of him vibrate, his brain muddled, forcing him to elementalize part of his body.

Dong!!

Whitebeard pinned Akainu to the ground with one punch. Akainu tilted his body, his head in intimate contact with the ice surface. The surrounding ice surface cracked rapidly, evaporating water vapor from high temperatures.

Blood surged from Akainu's mouth, his head beaten to deformation. Fortunately, this was caused by elementalization, not bone fracture.

Akainu, tilted on the ground, straightened his body, grabbing Whitebeard's wrist with both hands.

Sss~

White smoke rose. Whitebeard frowned in pain. He continued to press down with his fist, and the force on Akainu's hand slowed.

"Meigo."

Akainu completely elementalized, turning into a mass of dark red magma, an arm composed of magma bombarding Whitebeard's lower abdomen at extreme speed.

Whitebeard's eyes widened, his hands clawed, pulling downward with all his might, seeming to pull the atmosphere. The white coat burning behind him fluttered wildly, and everything around him tilted due to his pulling, including Akainu.

With a bang, Akainu's punch only hit Whitebeard's side waist, a large patch of skin scorched.

Whitebeard didn't care about this bit of skin injury at all. His hand reached forward, directly grabbing Akainu's head, and the Gura Gura no Mi ability appeared on his hand.

Akainu just wanted to grab Whitebeard's arm again when a strong vibration appeared on his head. It was truly 'relaxing muscles and activating blood', specializing in treating cerebral thrombosis.

Whitebeard lifted Akainu, and the Gura Gura no Mi ability was also wrapped on his other hand, smashing a punch into Akainu's chest.

Crack!

Bones broke, and Akainu spat out blood from his mouth. He endured the discomfort in his brain, half of his body turning into magma.

A magma explosion appeared, and magma splashed everywhere centered on Whitebeard. Akainu's strength didn't lie in the temperature of the Magma-Magma Fruit, but in the explosive power of the magma. Akainu's ability was like a volcano. The impact and explosive power when the volcano erupted were far more terrifying than the temperature.

Whitebeard retreated several large steps, shaking off the magma on his hands. A few meters in front of him was Akainu, half-kneeling on the ground, full of blood, gasping for air.

"Magma brat, your magma can only light candles."

Whitebeard pulled

"Cough, cough..."

Akainu just wanted to mock him a few times, but his hardware didn't allow it; he could only spit out a few mouthfuls of fresh blood.

Akainu was beaten miserably by Whitebeard, but he was an Admiral after all and wouldn't die at Whitebeard's hands in a short time. Unless Whitebeard disregarded Akainu's attacks and traded injury for injury, in which case Akainu would die a miserable death in a short time. But Whitebeard couldn't do that; they hadn't yet charged into the plaza on the port.

Whitebeard strode toward Akainu. Akainu had suffered a great loss in close-quarters combat with Whitebeard, so he prepared to use his fruit ability to bombard Whitebeard from mid-range. He could no longer engage this monster in close combat—he would die!

However, Whitebeard suddenly threw the naginata in his hand. Akainu, who was half-crouched on the ground, immediately elementalized. With a crisp sound, the naginata pierced through Akainu and stabbed into the ice.

Akainu had just finished elementalizing when Whitebeard had already strode forward. He bent his right leg, his muscles bulged all over, and the Tremor-Tremor Fruit ability wrapped around his foot.

A deafening roar spread out, and Whitebeard kicked Akainu flying with one foot.

With a 'whoosh', Akainu flew across the ice battlefield, flew over the port plaza, passed by the execution platform, and slammed into the wall of the Marine Headquarters.

An arm reached out from the large hole in the wall. Akainu rolled out from the hole and fell onto the seat below; he had been sitting there before, and now, he had been kicked back by Whitebeard.

Akainu, lying on the ground, wanted to stand up, but failed after struggling several times, and finally lay there motionless.

Undoubtedly, Whitebeard's choice was very wise. Killing Akainu was not a simple matter. At the moment, the Whitebeard Pirates were unable to break through after a long attack. Whitebeard had to personally lead the pirates to charge onto the port and reach the plaza in front of the execution platform. Only by reaching that point would there be a chance to save Ace. Whitebeard hadn't come to kill the Navy, but to save someone; he remembered this from beginning to end.

Just as Akainu was kicked away, Aokiji used ice to freeze Amu. Although he knew that doing so was helping Amu replenish his stamina, it was a choice made out of helplessness.

Almost at the same time, Kizaru also elementalized into a beam of light, bouncing a few times in mid-air before retreating far away.

Both Aokiji and Kizaru had slipped away, or rather, if they didn't retreat, Su Xiao and Whitebeard really might have killed one of them in a short time.

Whitebeard glanced at his charred lower abdomen; this counted as a minor injury. He nodded at Su Xiao to express his gratitude.

"My sons!"

Whitebeard's shout spread across most of the battlefield, and the pirates' morale reached its peak.

"Charge with me and save Ace!"

"Roar!!"

The pirates were like they had been injected with adrenaline. Whitebeard strode into the battlefield like a bulldozer; those at the level of Major General were knocked down in a single encounter.

Ten minutes—it was only ten minutes before the pirates charged across the ice battlefield and entered the plaza above the port, engaging in slaughter with more Navy soldiers. Ace on the execution platform was right before their eyes, but Sengoku at the side had a calm expression.

The plaza was filled with shouts of killing, the crisp ringing of long blades, and crisscrossing blade rays. When Su Xiao stopped swinging his blade, there was already a large pile of corpses at his feet, and a circle of terrified Navy soldiers stood below the pile. In the advancing formation, Su Xiao's position was the closest; he was already less than a hundred meters away from the execution platform.

On the execution platform, Ace was staring dumbfounded at Su Xiao standing on the pile of corpses. His thought at this moment was: 'Who is this? Is he really here to save me?'

It was no wonder Ace would think this way; the aura Su Xiao erupted with on the battlefield was too fierce. He was fundamentally different from the surrounding pirates; the pirates at most killed other pirates or Navy soldiers, while Su Xiao had crawled out from a battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Dragon Flash, 86 meters left."

Su Xiao shook the blood off his blade, not caring at all about Sengoku, whose face was as gloomy as water on the execution platform.