Chapter 845: Only the strong can survive!

"Whitebeard, you have even more powerful strength? Then let me see it!" Locke said with anticipation.

Whitebeard smiled, his body radiating an even more intense aura.

"Locke, this is my true power; prepare to accept it!" Whitebeard's voice carried solemnity and determination.

The battle reached its climax, and Locke and Whitebeard unleashed their respective powers with all their might. Their fists collided, releasing a deafening roar. The air was filled with dense energy, and the intense airflow on the battlefield caused the surrounding seawater to churn.

Locke's entire body radiated scorching flames, while Whitebeard radiated incomparable destructive power.

"Whitebeard, this is our final duel!" Locke shouted loudly.

Whitebeard smiled and did not retreat in the slightest.

"Locke, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time! Let us use our most powerful strength to decide the outcome!" Whitebeard shouted, waving his arms.

The two men's fists collided again, releasing tremendous energy fluctuations, and the battle entered its final stage. Their figures crossed in the sea breeze, each attack forcing the other into a dead end.

Locke felt the suppression of Whitebeard's power, but he was unwilling to retreat. He condensed all his will and power, using flames and determination to display his own path of hot blood.

"Whitebeard, I will not yield! My Scorching Executor—Rabac will triumph over your destruction!" Locke declared loudly.

Whitebeard's gaze was firm; he released even more powerful strength.

"Locke, your Hot-Hot Fruit is indeed strong, but it is not enough before me!" Whitebeard said calmly.

The battle reached its limit, and Locke and Whitebeard gave their all. Their fists collided, energy impacts roared, and the ocean shook during their battle.

The battle between Locke and Whitebeard became increasingly intense; they constantly released incomparable power, attempting to surpass the other. Locke transformed into the Scorching Executor—Rabac, his entire body radiating scorching flame energy; his attacks were as fierce as flames, each punch carrying destructive might.

Whitebeard relied on his massive physique and terrifying destructive power, engaging Locke without retreating. His attacks were like a raging storm, each punch capable of tearing the earth apart.

On the battlefield, flames and destruction intertwined, forming a scorching and terrifying scene. Locke dodged Whitebeard's fierce attacks from time to time, while counterattacking swiftly; the figures of the two crossed in the air, stirring up huge energy fluctuations.

"Whitebeard, your destructive power is truly very strong, but my flames will purify everything!" Locke shouted loudly, his entire body radiating scorching light.

Whitebeard responded calmly: "Locke, your flames indeed possess scorching power, but they are still not enough before me! I will defeat you with my will and power!"

The fists of Locke and Whitebeard collided again, energy erupting with dazzling firelight. They constantly dodged and attacked, and the battle entered a white-hot state.

"Whitebeard, no! You cannot stop my will! I will never yield!" Locke roared, his entire body surging with scorching power.

Whitebeard smiled, his eyes revealing a firm light: "Locke, your determination is worthy of respect. But on this ocean, only the strong can survive!"

His voice was filled with majesty and firmness, stimulating Locke's even more tenacious fighting spirit.

The battle entered its final stage, and Locke and Whitebeard gave their all. ===== CHAPTER 847 =====