46. Spike Vs Garp, Surrounded By Marines!

While Spike struggled to keep up with Garp, some observant folks nearby caught sight of Garp clearly. Their eyes widened in recognition, and they exclaimed:

"That's... Marine hero, Garp the Fist!"

"Wow, it's really him! Mr. Garp, the legendary marine hero!"

....

In an instant, those who recognized Garp erupted with excitement!

Some individuals even yelled Garp's name enthusiastically, itching to approach him for an autograph. Among them were many sailors blending in the crowd.

However, there were still some youngsters unaware of Garp's reputation, expressing their skepticism.

"Who is Garp, and is he powerful?"

"I'm clueless; I've never heard of a Marine figure like him."

"But seeing all those grown-ups idolize him, he must be really strong, right?"

"..."

However, as soon as these voices of doubt emerged, the surrounding people quickly intervened, enlightening them about Garp's legendary exploits.

As they recounted his tales, their eyes sparkled with admiration!

Garp, feeling a bit bashful at the attention, scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "I never thought I would still be so famous."

Then, with a grin, Garp turned his attention to Spike.

"Hey, pup, the old man didn't mean to attack you intentionally," he said reassuringly.

"Though I'm not sure why you're so eager to pick a fight with this old man."

"But hey, I don't hold any grudges against you, Bwahaha~"

Garp's sudden appearance made Spike jump, but he was mostly perplexed.

He pondered to himself how this "guy" in front of him managed to withstand its powerful punch.

After all, in its world, no creature that faced it head-on could withstand its punch!

Unbelievable, Spike shook his head vigorously, his muscles bulging as he glared fiercely at Garp.

Attempting to use its tremendous strength to push the man in front of him back!

Sensing Spike's ferocious power, Garp couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly, feeling a ripple in his heart.

Impressed by the guy's strength, Garp acknowledged it was formidable, but to him, it was nothing extraordinary. Nonetheless, it piqued his keen interest.

You see, Garp has a soft spot for dogs.

Not only is his hat shaped like a dog's head, but even the figurehead on his warship resembles that of a dog.

Now, facing the formidable Spike whose appearance resembles the imposing dog head on the bow, Garp feels a fondness for it deep within his heart.

"Interesting, it's been a while since I've felt this excited!"

A slight smirk formed at the corner of Garp's mouth as he retracted his fist, preparing to deliver a powerful punch.

Once again, a large and a small fist clashed together!

"Boom!"

The moment their fists collided, Garp's formidable punch sent Spike hurtling through the air!

In mid-air, Spike was left bewildered for a moment, finally realizing that he was being thrown back.

As Spike gazed at the crimson fist, a pitiful scream echoed across the sky!

At that moment, the colossal fist also dissipated.

Spike resembled a broken kite, tossed back and forth in the air.

Witnessing Spike's plight, Tom chuckled with satisfaction, clutching his stomach and laughing crazily.

However, Tom's joy was short-lived. In a sudden turn of events, Spike plummeted from the sky, crashing directly into Tom like an uncontrollable satellite.

"Boom!"

Al struggled to open his eyes, overwhelmed by the immense dust cloud billowing around him.

As the smoke and dust settled, Al, who had narrowly escaped, couldn't help but exhale deeply, relieved.

At the same time, he was grateful for his quick reflexes. Otherwise, he might have been bedridden for weeks.

"Tom, Spike, are you guys alright?" he called out, concern evident in his voice.

Al craned his neck to peer into the pit, his curiosity piqued.

But before he could utter another word...

Al's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instinctively recoiled to the side.

In the next instant, a gray-white figure soared out of the deep pit, leaving everyone in stunned silence.

Spike, propelled from the depths of the pit, crashed through a house like a cannonball!

Leaving behind a deep trench spanning tens of meters on the ground before coming to a halt.

Before anyone could process what had just occurred, the thunderous crash of the collapsing house sent shivers down everyone's spine!

"What's going on?"

"Is there some kind of monster in that pit?!"

"..."

For a brief moment, all eyes remained fixated on the gaping hole Spike had created.

Among the onlookers, a mixture of anticipation, unease, and skepticism filled the air.

Meanwhile, Tom, who had been flattened into a pancake, managed to crawl out of the pit. Brushing off the dust as if it were nothing, he skillfully reshaped himself.

Drawing a mace from behind, he glared furiously at Spike in the distance.

A stance of sheer determination to engage in combat!

"Good heavens, what sort of bizarre creature is that?"

"It survived being crushed and can reform itself in an instant. Is that thing even human?!"

"..."

At the sight of Tom, a cold glint flickered in Smoker's eyes, and he smirked:

"My instincts were spot on!"

"Everyone, prepare to apprehend Cowboy Tom and his associates!"

With Smoker's command, the Marines swiftly mobilized, surrounding Al and the others.

However, Tom paid no heed to the group of people pointing guns at him.

At this moment, he had only one target in mind: Spike, the one who had flattened him!

Just as Tom poised to strike Spike with the mace, intending to deliver a fatal blow...

Spike suddenly snapped out of it, shaking his head vigorously as he cast a menacing glare at Tom.

His fierce eyes brimmed with murderous intent!

"Gulp~"

Tom gulped nervously, flashing an awkward grin as he swiftly handed the mace over to Al.

Without a moment's hesitation, Tom leaped directly into the deep pit, even taking the time to erect a tombstone.

Al watched in stunned silence.

"Yo~"

Garp greeted Al with a smile.

Just as Garp was about to say something...

Witnessing Spike bite his thumb, peer into the pit, and exhale deeply...

Suddenly, Spike underwent a dramatic transformation, morphing into a devilish, muscular man nearly three meters tall!

Simultaneously, he brandished a pair of iron gloves that matched his enormous fists, glaring angrily at Garp.

As Spike underwent this stunning metamorphosis, Garp gaped in astonishment. A hint of envy flickered in his eyes, and a bit of snot even dripped from his nose.

"So Cool!"

"What 'So Cool'!!!"

In the blink of an eye, Garp hadn't fully regained his composure.

Spike's enormous fist, brimming with terrifying force, thundered straight towards Garp's face!

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