- Dimensional Gods’ Selection: Only I Know Saitama is the Strongest
- OKSTS Chapter 136
**Chapter 136: Even Admiral Kizaru Can’t Hold On!**
Seizing the opening in Kizaru’s attack, Fang Ye struck decisively!
He didn’t hesitate—opportunities like this vanished in an instant, and who knew when another would come?
Fang Ye unleashed his full speed, appearing right in front of Kizaru in the blink of an eye.
“Old Kizaru, take a break.”
A confident smile curled on Fang Ye’s lips.
The heavy Sea-Prism Stone weapon in his hand spun like a child’s toy, whistling through the air.
Kizaru’s expression hardened. With his proficiency in Observation Haki, he could sense this attack could be fatal if it landed.
Almost instinctively, Kizaru leaned his body slightly to the side, narrowly dodging as the weapon grazed his clothes.
**Observation Haki?**
Fang Ye immediately understood.
Kizaru’s exceptional mastery of Observation Haki allowed him to “hear” and anticipate attacks, staying one step ahead of his opponents.
This meant that unless Fang Ye overwhelmed him with sheer force, Kizaru would remain nearly untouchable.
However, now that he was up close, Fang Ye wasn’t about to waste the opportunity.
—
His fists rained down in a relentless barrage, each strike carrying terrifying force, aimed to overwhelm Kizaru.
For a moment, Kizaru couldn’t transform into light particles to escape and was forced to block the blows.
His hands, coated in Armament Haki, met each punch head-on, each impact echoing with a deafening roar.
“Damn… this kid’s strength is insane…”
Kizaru gritted his teeth, activating his Glint-Glint Fruit abilities to augment his punches with light-speed strikes.
Although these attacks were less powerful than his signature “Light-Speed Kick,” their frequency was far greater.
At the same time, Kizaru kept a wary eye on Fang Ye’s Sea-Prism Stone weapon, knowing a single hit could be his undoing.
—
The two clashed mid-air, their collisions reverberating across the battlefield.
Every blow sent shockwaves rippling outward, drawing the attention of soldiers below.
“Who is that guy? He’s been holding his own against Admiral Kizaru for so long!”
“That’s the pirate from earlier. His strength is incredible… but it’s because he’s using the Sea-Prism Stone to restrain Admiral Kizaru. Otherwise, he’d have been pierced through long ago.”
“Don’t worry. The admiral is invincible!”
The Navy soldiers debated among themselves, placing their unwavering trust in their admiral.
—
As the battle escalated, Fang Ye’s punches grew more relentless, but Kizaru either deflected them or narrowly dodged.
The Sea-Prism Stone weapon, while threatening, hadn’t yet managed to land a single clean hit.
Meanwhile, Kizaru’s advanced Armament Haki countered Fang Ye’s fists, leaving them slightly numb with every exchange.
“Flames!”
Suddenly, Fang Ye shifted tactics, transforming his fists into open palms as searing flames erupted from his hands, surging toward Kizaru.
“What?!”
Kizaru sensed the attack with his Observation Haki, but the flames were too fast, reaching him in an instant.
“Armament Haki!”
A black aura enveloped Kizaru’s body, shielding him just as the flames engulfed him.
—
**Boom!**
An explosion resounded as the flames consumed Kizaru, painting the sky in fiery hues.
Yet, even before the flames fully subsided, Fang Ye’s danger sense kicked in.
“Ama no Murakumo Sword!”
Kizaru’s low voice echoed from within the flames as a brilliant golden blade pierced through the fire, aimed directly at Fang Ye.
Fang Ye twisted his body at the last moment, narrowly avoiding the attack, though his clothes were slashed in the process.
“Oh my, I missed again,” Kizaru remarked, stepping out from the flames with a nonchalant expression.
His composure, honed through years of experience, was unshaken. His mastery of Observation Haki had once again kept him out of harm’s way.
—
Pulling off his scorched coat, Kizaru clenched his fists, his demeanor growing serious.
He suspected that Fang Ye also possessed Observation Haki—possibly at an advanced level. After all, Fang Ye had consistently dodged or countered his attacks, whether at close range or long distance.
“Ah, I’m getting tired,” Kizaru said, scratching his singed hair with exaggerated nonchalance. “Little brat, let’s put this on hold for now.”
Turning away, Kizaru transformed into light and retreated toward the Navy’s rear lines.
—
“Akainu, still waiting for your moment?”
Kizaru’s voice carried a hint of sarcasm as he landed beside Admiral Akainu.
Slumping into a seat, Kizaru’s exhaustion was evident. His body bore numerous injuries, and his stamina was nearly depleted.
Akainu remained unmoved, lounging with one leg crossed over the other. His sharp gaze stayed fixed on the battlefield.
Moments earlier, Sengoku had informed Akainu of a critical development: the Red-Haired Pirates, one of the Four Emperors, were almost certainly on their way.
After all, the man about to be executed was none other than the son of Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King.
—
“So, you got chased off by a rookie pirate? How pathetic,” Akainu sneered, his tone dripping with disdain as he stared straight ahead.
“The Whitebeard Pirates… they’re all monsters,” Kizaru replied, exhaling heavily. His mind replayed images of Fang Ye’s overwhelming strength.
“Don’t be fooled by his appearance. You’d better keep an eye on him,” Kizaru warned.
“No need. It’s not my turn yet. Besides… we haven’t played our trump card.”
Akainu’s gaze sharpened as it shifted toward the **Moby Dick**.
—
On the **Moby Dick**, Squard, the “Big Whirlpool Spider,” stood behind Whitebeard with his head lowered, his expression twisted with conflict.
He couldn’t believe it.
The father figure he had trusted all this time… was risking everything to save the son of Gol D. Roger.
Akainu’s manipulative words echoed in his mind.
If Whitebeard’s next actions confirmed Akainu’s claims, Squard’s resolve would harden.
Tightening his grip on his dagger, his eyes glinted coldly with murderous intent.
—
Meanwhile, Fang Ye continued his rampage across the battlefield, wielding the Sea-Prism Stone weapon.
Aside from admirals and elite vice admirals, none could withstand even a single punch from him.
Occasionally, he encountered devil fruit users, whom he promptly neutralized with the Sea-Prism Stone.
He moved like a god of war, leaving devastation in his wake.
“Looks like I’ve completed the intermediate phase of the mission.”
“Two hours down, almost halfway through…”
As Fang Ye calculated his progress, a familiar figure caught his eye.
**Donquixote Doflamingo.**
As one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Doflamingo was currently allied with the Navy.
Walking leisurely through the air, Doflamingo wore a cruel smile as he used his strings to puppeteer pirates, forcing them to attack their comrades.
—
The manipulated pirates cried out in anguish as they unwillingly struck down their friends, their faces etched with despair.
Doflamingo, relishing the chaos, suddenly noticed Fang Ye’s gaze on him.
His grin widened, becoming even more sinister.
“Go,” he murmured, flicking his fingers.
Several puppeteered pirates turned toward Fang Ye, their tear-filled eyes brimming with sorrow.
“Futile tricks,” Fang Ye muttered coldly.
He leaped over the charging pirates, his flames igniting the exposed strings.
—
“Ahhhh!”
The freed pirates collapsed to their knees, weeping in relief.
“I’ll kill you, Doflamingo! I’ll kill you!”
They raised their weapons in fury, directing their hatred at the man in the sky.
“Save your strength. Go take out more Navy soldiers,” Fang Ye said, gesturing dismissively.
He strode forward to confront Doflamingo directly.
“Not bad, brat,” Doflamingo sneered, his grin widening. “Are you with the Whitebeard Pirates?”