One Piece: With Sign-in System

The three returned to the Heart Pirates' ship.

Shachi and Bepo collapsed onto the deck, utterly relieved, silently celebrating that they had managed to keep their lives intact by not provoking that man.

Meanwhile, Trafalgar Law stood on the deck, his long sword resting against his shoulder. He stared in the direction where Ron's ship disappeared into the distance, a look of suspicion and contemplation on his face.

"Captain?"

Bepo's voice snapped him back to the present. "What's wrong?"

Law, with his trademark fur hat, continued gazing toward the southeast where Ron's ship had vanished.

"Bepo, Shachi, I want to go and take a look over there," Law said abruptly.

The two crew members froze for a moment before their jaws dropped, staring at him in shock.

"What?! Captain, are you serious? Didn't you hear what that guy said just now?"

"Yeah! The Marine Admirals are coming!"

"I'm just going to observe from afar. The moment something goes wrong, we leave immediately," Law replied firmly, his tone leaving no room for debate.

"But… why?" Bepo scratched his head, visibly confused.

Law didn't answer immediately.

Something about this situation gnawed at him—a gut feeling that something extraordinary was about to happen. He wanted to witness it firsthand.

What kind of confidence did that man named Ron possess to face both Akainu and Garp, two of the Marines' most formidable forces?

…

In the waters of the North Blue, six Marine battleships surged through the waves.

On the deck of the central battleship stood Garp, arms crossed, his dog-head hat firmly in place.

Not far from him was one of the Marines' three Admirals, Akainu, exuding his usual chilling aura.

"When we find that kid, I'll handle the capture," Garp said, glancing at Akainu.

"I don't care who handles it, as long as we apprehend him and Nico Robin," replied Akainu. His crimson suit, Justice coat draped over his shoulders, and signature hat gave him an unyielding and severe presence.

The conversation ended as abruptly as it began, leaving the atmosphere on the battleship suffocatingly tense. Every Marine aboard was drenched in cold sweat, praying these two temperamental powerhouses wouldn't start a fight amongst themselves.

On another battleship, however, the atmosphere was markedly lighter.

Gion and Hina, two prominent figures among the Marines' elite women, stood on the deck. The sea breeze swept through their flowing coats and hair, presenting a picturesque scene of strength and grace.

It was said that they had personally requested to join this mission.

"Never thought I'd see him again… on the battlefield," Gion murmured, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword as she gazed across the ocean.

"If only he'd just surrender Nico Robin…"

"That's ridiculous!" Hina snapped, clearly agitated. "That man would never abandon a crewmate. It's not in his nature."

"You're right," Gion sighed softly.

If he were the type to do such a thing, he wouldn't be the Ron they knew.

"That guy should've just stayed a traveler. Why did he have to bring Nico Robin aboard, knowing full well that she's a thorn in the World Government's side?"

Hina puffed on her cigarette, leaning against the railing with visible frustration.

"When we capture him, I'll make sure to give him an earful!" she declared angrily.

The fleet pressed onward.

Eventually, a ship appeared on the horizon.

"Admiral Akainu! Vice Admiral Garp! Target confirmed!"

A Marine, scanning with a telescope, quickly identified the vessel as their target.

Akainu's eyes narrowed as he looked toward the ship approaching from the distance, a cold and merciless glint flashing in his gaze.

"He dares to come straight at us? How arrogant," he said, his tone dripping with disdain.

The gap between the two sides rapidly closed, shrinking to less than a kilometer.

As Garp and Akainu's sharp eyes locked onto the Traveler, the figure of the young man in black standing calmly on the deck became crystal clear.

Ron could see them just as clearly.

"Well, there's no shortage of familiar faces," he mused, his gaze sweeping over not just Garp and Akainu, but also towards another warship where he spotted Gion and Hina. Their presence surprised him slightly; he hadn't expected them to join this hunt.

As the two sides drew closer—now barely 500 meters apart—the Traveler came to a halt.

On the Marines' ship, Garp, wearing his iconic dog-head hat, called out toward Ron:

"Ron, kid! If you don't want to be dragged into the depths of Impel Down as a criminal, hand over Nico Robin! You can continue your adventures and travels, but give her up!"

"That's not going to happen," Ron replied with a smile, his tone firm and without hesitation.

On the adjacent Marine ship, both Tsuru and Hina heard his words. Their expressions turned complicated, as if a deep conflict was brewing in their hearts.

"Well then," Garp sighed, his expression hardening, "I suppose I'll have to get serious."

Picking up a nearby cannonball, he hurled it towards the Traveler with immense force.

"Raging Meteor Barrage!"

When Law's submarine surfaced nearby, the Heart Pirates were greeted by the sight of Garp relentlessly throwing cannonballs at the Traveler. Each strike erupted in explosions, sending massive sprays of seawater into the air.

Yet, as impressive as the spectacle seemed, it was obvious to Law that the strikes lacked true intent.

Akainu, standing with his arms crossed, scowled slightly, shooting a sidelong glance at Garp.

"Garp, maybe try taking this seriously? These attacks are pointless."

"Don't insult the strength of my Raging Meteor Barrage," Garp retorted, his tone a mix of irritation and mockery. He grabbed another cannonball and lobbed it with even greater force.

But as the projectile neared the Traveler, a single slash of energy cleaved it cleanly in two. The remnants exploded harmlessly in the water to either side of the ship, causing the Traveler to sway slightly.

"Why hasn't he run yet?!" Hina exclaimed, gripping the railing of the Marine ship tightly. Her gaze was fixed on the figure of the young man on the Traveler's deck, wielding a black blade and exuding an air of calm that was utterly unshaken.

"That idiot! Does he really think he can take on both Vice Admiral Garp and Admiral Akainu head-on?!"

Gion's eyes flashed with a trace of intrigue.

"Knowing Ron, he's not one to act recklessly. There must be something more to this…"

"Ron, kid!" Garp shouted, grabbing an even larger cannonball, his voice booming over the tumultuous seas.

"Try this one on for size—Towering Iron Sphere!"

On the Traveler, Ron's figure blurred as he executed a swift step technique, vanishing from the deck and reappearing midair. With a single, powerful kick, the massive cannonball was sent hurtling back towards the Marines.

Akainu, watching this with growing impatience, finally moved. His magma-infused fist erupted with power as he leapt forward and smashed the cannonball mid-flight, sending fragments flying in all directions.

The resulting explosion lit up the sky with a deafening roar, and a massive shockwave rolled outward, causing all six Marine warships to lurch violently.

Landing gracefully back on the deck of his ship, Akainu's cold gaze turned to Garp.

"Garp, your attacks are ineffective. Stand aside and let me handle this."

"Shut up, Sakazuki!" Garp barked, his voice laced with annoyance. He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead bulging with frustration.

The truth was, Garp was growing irate.

"Damn that brat!" he muttered under his breath, glaring at Ron.

"Why the hell isn't he running? Does he have a death wish?"

To Garp, it was baffling. He had gone out of his way to create distractions, giving Ron ample opportunity to escape. Yet here he was, still standing his ground.

"Has beating the Golden Lion made this kid cocky?" Garp fumed internally.

"Doesn't he realize that Sakazuki's strength is on par with the Golden Lion at his peak? And unlike me, he's ruthless enough to kill without hesitation!"

In his frustration, Garp stomped heavily on the deck of the warship, causing it to tilt. Then, with a mighty leap, he propelled himself high into the air. His justice coat billowed dramatically behind him as he aimed a colossal punch directly at the Traveler.

The sheer force gathering in Garp's fist was suffocating. The air around it spiraled with scorching heat, forming visible shockwaves. Before his fist even descended, the pressure alone caused the surrounding air to still, and the sea beneath the Traveler's hull sank visibly under the weight of his aura.

"Garp's getting serious," Gion murmured softly, her eyes narrowing.

Beside her, Hina's expression turned grave.

"I've never seen Vice Admiral Garp fight at full power before," she admitted, gripping the railing tightly.

Back on the Traveler, Robin, Conis, Bonney, and the sea cow Enzo all felt the crushing weight of Garp's overwhelming aura. It was as if an invisible hand was pressing down on their shoulders, forcing them to hunch over.

"So… this is the power of the Marine Hero, Vice Admiral Garp…" Conis whispered, her voice trembling.

Faced with Garp's monstrous punch, Ron didn't flinch. He bent his knees slightly, then leapt skyward to meet the attack head-on. His fist, small compared to Garp's, clenched tightly as he poured his strength into it.

"Has he gone mad?!"

On the Heart Pirates' ship, Bepo's voice shook with disbelief.

"That's Garp he's going up against!"

Law said nothing, his eyes fixed intently on the clash unfolding before them.

In the space between the Traveler and the six warships, an old man and a young one collided midair, their fists smashing into each other with titanic force.

Neither used Haki—this was a contest of pure strength.

For a brief moment, everything was silent. The world seemed to hold its breath.

Then—BOOM!!!

The impact exploded outward in a cataclysmic shockwave, black-and-red energy spiraling violently from the collision point. A deafening roar echoed across the seas as a massive pressure wave rippled outward, churning the ocean into a frenzy.

The Traveler and the Marine warships alike rocked violently under the onslaught. Even Law's submarine, stationed farther away, wasn't spared, shaking precariously under the force of the blast.

The sheer power of their clash left everyone, Marine and pirate alike, in awe—and fear.

Garp's fist collided with Ron's, and he felt the force radiating from the young man. Despite his hardened experience, Garp couldn't suppress a flicker of astonishment within.

"This brat... When did he manage to refine his strength to such a degree...?"

Ron met Garp's eyes with a confident smile, his tousled bangs swaying lightly in the wind.

"Garp, old man, how about it? Pretty impressive compared to before, right?"

In the blink of an eye, Ron activated the Essence of Strength.

A surge of blood-red steam erupted from his body, wrapping him in an aura of blistering energy. The power in his fist spiked dramatically, increasing by another thirty percent.

Garp, feeling the sudden increase in strength, threw his head back and laughed heartily.

"Wahahaha! You've truly surpassed my expectations, Ron! But..."

Garp's voice dropped an octave, his expression shifting into something more fearsome.

"...If you think that's enough to withstand my Fist of Love, you've got another thing coming! Take this punch and realize your limits, boy!"

Before Ron could fully react, Garp's fist underwent an explosive surge in power. The sheer force radiating from his punch was overwhelming, dwarfing the strength Ron had just unleashed.

The balance that Ron had barely managed to maintain was shattered in an instant.

With a deafening boom, the terrifying force of Garp's Fist of Love crushed through Ron's defense and sent him plummeting into the ocean below like a meteor crashing into the sea.

The surface of the water stilled for a moment, a heavy silence falling over the battlefield.

Not a single sound could be heard—no waves, no cries—only the distant groan of ships adjusting to the lingering shockwave.

From afar, Trafalgar Law stood frozen on the deck of the Heart Pirates' ship, his hands trembling as his eyes remained fixed on the scene.

His lips moved, but his voice came out hoarse: "This... This is the power of the Marine Hero Garp?"

The legendary strength of the man before him felt surreal. To maintain such overwhelming force at his age—what kind of monstrous being was he?

Law's thoughts raced as his gaze darted to the point where Ron had disappeared beneath the ocean's surface.

"Is that guy really planning to fight against a monster like this?"

Even with his resolve, the faint shadow of doubt crept into Law's heart.

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