- Dimensional Gods’ Selection: Only I Know Saitama is the Strongest
- OKSTS Chapter 130
**Chapter 130: Fang Ye Takes Action, Whitebeard’s Surprise!**
Even though Admiral Aokiji was slightly injured in his earlier clash, his ability to freeze the tsunamis provided a glimmer of hope for the marines.
“Whitebeard is terrifying, but we have the Navy’s strongest admirals on our side!”
“Yeah, the admirals are the Navy’s ultimate weapons, each of them like gods.”
“With them here, the Whitebeard Pirates are nothing to fear.”
The marine soldiers cheered themselves on, rallying their confidence as orders were issued.
“Fire the cannons! Destroy the **Moby Dick**!”
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**BOOM! BOOM!**
Cannons roared from the marine battlements as waves of artillery fire were launched toward the **Moby Dick**.
On the pirate side, several division commanders rallied their crews, leaping from the **Moby Dick** onto the ice-covered bay, charging at the Navy’s front lines.
In response, the marines sent soldiers to intercept.
Gunfire and shouts of battle erupted across the frozen battlefield.
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Fang Ye remained on the **Moby Dick**, waiting for the perfect moment to make his move.
Soon after the battle began, the attention of many turned to one figure among the Seven Warlords of the Sea—**Dracule Mihawk**.
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The world’s greatest swordsman stood, unsheathing his black blade. His sudden decision to engage drew the attention of many powerful figures.
Even among the myriad strong fighters of the pirate world, Mihawk stood at the pinnacle. His independent and untouchable nature had always left the Navy at a loss.
Now, his eagerness to fight took many by surprise.
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“Such a rare sight!” Admiral Kizaru muttered, his face alight with curiosity.
Even Admiral Akainu glanced at Mihawk in slight astonishment. “The solitary Mihawk is stepping in?”
Standing nearby, Doflamingo chuckled. “So, you’re making a move, huh?”
Without turning, Mihawk replied, his piercing gaze fixed on Whitebeard.
“Merely testing… to see how wide the gap is between us and this man.”
With that, Mihawk raised his blade, unleashing a slash toward the **Moby Dick**.
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“BZZZZZZ!”
The air reverberated with a sharp hum as a green energy wave erupted from Mihawk’s blade, cleaving the frozen sea in its path.
The sheer force of the slash obliterated everything in its way—marine or pirate alike—before continuing toward the **Moby Dick**, aiming for Whitebeard standing at the bow.
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Fang Ye, standing behind Whitebeard, narrowed his eyes as his **Crisis Sense** triggered an alert.
Even from his distance, he could feel the danger emanating from Mihawk’s attack.
“This level of power could actually harm me,” Fang Ye thought, his expression serious.
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At over 3,000 in Constitution, Fang Ye’s defense was nearly impenetrable. His body was as close to indestructible as one could imagine. Yet Mihawk’s attack carried enough power to register as a threat, underscoring the swordsman’s terrifying strength.
“Truly deserving of the title ‘World’s Greatest Swordsman,’” Fang Ye murmured but made no move. He knew Whitebeard was more than capable of handling this.
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As predicted, before the attack reached the **Moby Dick**, a figure moved at incredible speed to intercept it.
**BOOM!**
The clash created a resounding shockwave, scattering shards of ice and debris.
Standing in the attack’s path was **Diamond Jozu**, the third division commander.
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Jozu roared, his muscular arms gleaming like crystal as he deflected Mihawk’s slash upward. The energy wave dissipated in the sky, scattering clouds in its wake.
If that attack had struck the **Moby Dick**, even its massive structure wouldn’t have survived intact.
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The marines gasped in shock as the dust cleared, revealing Jozu’s sparkling, diamond-coated form.
“What kind of monster is that?”
“He blocked Mihawk’s strike!”
“That’s Diamond Jozu, third division commander!”
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Jozu smirked at Mihawk, his expression taunting.
Mihawk stared at Jozu for a moment, then sheathed his sword without another word.
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Witnessing Mihawk’s retreat, many were stunned. The Whitebeard Pirates’ strength was overwhelming.
On the marine side, Admiral Kizaru rose from his seat.
“Impressive, as expected of Whitebeard’s commanders. Each one is a monster,” he said, his gaze locking onto Whitebeard.
“If we want to minimize losses, we need to go straight for the king.”
Without waiting for a response, Kizaru’s body began emitting golden light.
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“SWOOSH!”
In an instant, Kizaru vanished, reappearing above the **Moby Dick**.
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“Admiral Kizaru is here!”
“Everyone, be careful! This is one of their top fighters!”
Ignoring the panicked murmurs of the pirates, Kizaru focused on Whitebeard.
“Yasakani Sacred Jewel!”
Kizaru unleashed a barrage of golden energy beams from his hands, raining them down on the **Moby Dick**.
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The attack was dazzling, covering the entire ship in its blast radius. But for all its flash, Fang Ye felt no reaction from his **Crisis Sense**.
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“Not even strong enough to harm me,” Fang Ye mused, unimpressed.
Meanwhile, Whitebeard remained still, grumbling, “Annoying little tricks.”
As he spoke, a massive blue bird wreathed in flames soared upward, intercepting the beams.
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It was **Marco the Phoenix**, the first division commander.
Marco absorbed Kizaru’s attacks with ease, his blue flames regenerating any damage.
Hovering mid-air, Marco smirked at Kizaru. “We can’t let you disturb the old man so easily.”
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Kizaru’s expression showed rare surprise. “Impressive, Whitebeard Pirates…”
Marco’s smile turned cold as he launched himself at Kizaru, delivering a flaming kick that sent the admiral flying.
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The marines watching from below were pale with shock.
“Admiral Kizaru got kicked away!”
“This can’t be real… Kizaru-sama…”
Although unhurt, Kizaru returned to his post, clearly more cautious.
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From the platform, Sengoku, watching both Mihawk and Kizaru fail, issued a full-scale assault order.
“Fire all cannons on the **Moby Dick** and the pirates in the bay! Soldiers, hold the line and stop them from reaching the plaza!”
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Cannons roared as a rain of artillery shells descended upon the **Moby Dick**.
For ordinary pirates, the sheer volume of firepower was devastating, and even Whitebeard’s commanders couldn’t intercept everything.
Fang Ye decided it was time to act.
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Ignoring the shouts of caution from nearby pirates, he strode toward the bow of the ship.
Standing beside the towering Whitebeard, Fang Ye was dwarfed in size.
Whitebeard noticed him and raised an eyebrow. “What’s a little guy like you doing here?”
But there was a flicker of intrigue in Whitebeard’s gaze. Fang Ye’s aura was impressive, far beyond that of a typical crew member.
“Those cannons are annoying,” Fang Ye said with a grin. “I’m going to take care of them.”
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Before Whitebeard could reply, Fang Ye bent his knees, gathering power.
“BOOM!”
With a thunderous leap, Fang Ye launched himself into the air, the force of his jump causing the **Moby Dick** to tremble.
A gaping hole was left in the deck where he’d stood, sending splinters flying.
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Whitebeard blinked in surprise, then laughed heartily. “This brat… He doesn’t seem to care about my ship at all!”