One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

The navy soldiers on the warship widened their eyes, unable to believe the person who suddenly appeared before them.

They recognized that imposing vice admiral, the hero renowned throughout the seas—Garp.

Amidst the astonishment, the navy soldiers felt a trace of relief, a smile curving at the corners of their mouths, while an irrepressible fighting spirit surged in their hearts.

"Garp...?"

Jin An muttered to himself, his voice laced with exhaustion and weakness.

Seeing the person who had come, he felt a little more at ease.

Garp supported the wounded Jin An, continuing, "It's not just me. To deal with Barrett, Kong, that old geezer, has mobilized all the major combat forces in the navy."

His words revealed Jin An's admiration for this battle plan and his expectations for the future.

Turning his gaze towards the shimmering sea, Jin An witnessed the navy's elites descending from the sky one by one, using Moon Walk to break through the constraints of the air.

The navy soldiers in their white uniforms exuded a terrifying aura, each step landing like a heavy hammer, making the surrounding air heavy.

Garp clenched his fist, condensing a surge of power in the air.

And following closely behind were the other high-ranking officers, each with a solemn and righteous expression.

"Barrett, come with us!"

Tengetsu and the others also returned to the island.

Faced with this supporting force, they suddenly felt that they were not alone.

Barrett stood on the cracked earth.

His figure merged with the surrounding raging winds and waves, exuding an indescribable wildness and power.

When his gaze swept over the approaching navy admirals, his bloodshot eyes flashed with provocation and contempt.

The corner of his mouth curled into an arrogant smile, which gradually transformed into a booming, maniacal laughter that seemed to tear apart the gathering clouds.

"Hahaha! The more navy soldiers that come, the more it proves my strength, Barrett!!"

He roared, his voice echoing endlessly on the sea, his madness causing the surrounding air to tremble.

Facing the scene before them, the navy admirals looked grim but their gazes were firm.

They exchanged glances, silently showing their determination not to retreat.

"Come on, let me see what you're made of!"

"......"

For Barrett, each confrontation was a testament to his strength, and the arrival of each challenger ignited a deeper desire for battle within him.

His mountain-like feet shifted slightly, like a wild beast searching for the best time to attack, each step accompanied by a heavy pressure.

At this moment, Barrett was like a fierce beast forced into a corner, growing braver with each fight, his very existence a deterrent, deterring everyone present.

The navy soldiers, like a white tidal wave, surged towards Barrett.

In everyone's eyes burned a dedication to justice and a desire for victory.

Their steps were firm, the weapons in their hands gleaming coldly, cutting through the air and emitting a whistling sound.

Barrett stood there, like an immovable mountain, unafraid of the surging waves.

His body was massive, each movement seemingly containing endless power.

As the navy soldiers' attacks were about to reach him, he lightly stomped his foot, causing an earthquake, the surrounding ground cracking and rocks flying.

Then, Barrett began to dance with his body, his huge hands like two giant hammers, creating a storm with his movements.

Each swing seemed to whip the air, causing it to roar, stirring up the surrounding objects, whether stones or sand, as they spun and flew.

The navy soldiers nimbly weaved through Barrett's attacks, trying to find an opening.

Sakazuki stood firmly on the ground, bending slightly, his hands beginning to burn, transforming into surging magma.

"Hellhound!"

The lava, accompanied by his roar, swung through the air, forming a fist like a rock beast born from divine fire, carrying the might of the heavens as it plunged towards Barrett.

Borsalino's eyes gleamed with an unfathomable light.

His whole body was wrapped in a dazzling radiance, transforming into a beam of light.

"Yasakani no Magatama."

These lasers drew brilliant arcs in the night sky, attacking Barrett with lightning speed.

But in Barrett's eyes, all of this was like a child's toy, laughable.

The corner of Barrett's mouth curled into a subtle sneer, and he snorted coldly, his voice revealing deep contempt:

"Magma? Flash? Decent power, but it seems so ridiculous in your hands."

He disassembled the massive body made up of various materials, and then reassembled it.

Sakazuki's magma fist and Borsalino's laser storm seemed to touch an illusion of nothingness, all falling short.

The flames and light in the air intertwined, failing to touch him in the slightest.

Barrett's voice rang out again, even clearer through the rumble of the magma and the hiss of the lasers:

"No matter how strong the power, if you don't know how to wield it, it's just an empty shell."

Although Sakazuki's and Borsalino's moves did not hit Barrett, there was not a trace of emotion on their faces.

Sakazuki gently rubbed his fists, his body still as hot as magma, but his offensive had clearly slowed down, as if waiting for something.

Borsalino no longer shot lasers, he stood still, playing with his fingernails, "They're all like monsters, so scary..."

Garp, like a meteorite, cut through the sky, his fist matching his falling speed, the friction with the air emitting a rumbling sonic boom.

A dark wave formed in the sky, becoming denser as he fell.

He shouted in a deep voice: "Barrett!"

His voice was like thunder, exploding in the ears of many warriors, shaking everyone's hearts.

And Jin An was as silent as a ghost.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed his presence to the extreme, even his breathing seemed to blend into the whispering of the wind.

Barrett was completely focused on facing Garp, who was descending from the sky, the heavy aura attacking him, causing him to almost ignore the danger behind him.

Jin An took the opportunity to move from the shadows, like flowing mercury in the night, light and elusive.

At the moment when all of Barrett's senses were attracted to Garp, he struck.

Silently, yet carrying irresistible power, his attack unexpectedly broke through Barrett's defenses, aiming straight at his back.

The sudden double attack, the thunder from the sky and the undercurrent from the ground, constituted a perfect ambush.