- Dimensional Gods’ Selection: Only I Know Saitama is the Strongest
- OKSTS Chapter 150
**Chapter 150: The Relentless Kizaru**
**Clang!**
On the ruins of Marineford, another deafening explosion erupted, sending debris and dust flying high into the sky.
“Akainu!”
Aokiji’s voice trembled with desperation.
The Marines were already struggling to hold off the pirates’ relentless assault. If Akainu, one of the Navy’s greatest assets, were to fall, the outcome would be certain defeat.
“Admiral Akainu!”
The Marines cried out in despair. The fall of Akainu was like a pillar of their morale crumbling before their eyes.
“Akainu!”
The Marines’ anguished cries echoed as their spirits plummeted.
Meanwhile, the pirates’ morale soared, allowing them to push the battle line forward several meters.
“Whitebeard, you’ve grown old…”
As the smoke cleared, a pair of black iron fists emerged, stopping Whitebeard’s massive blade mid-swing.
It was the legendary Marine hero—**Garp**.
“But then again… haven’t we all?”
Garp sighed softly, before letting out a loud battle cry.
“Hah!”
With tremendous force, he pushed Whitebeard’s blade aside.
“Leave this to me, Akainu,” Garp said to the injured admiral behind him, before charging at Whitebeard with his iron fists.
**Boom!**
Garp’s fists clashed directly with Whitebeard’s punch, the impact generating a massive explosion.
The two titans, though vastly different in stature, appeared evenly matched in their initial exchange.
“Garp, it’s been a while!”
Whitebeard retracted his punch, smiling at his old rival.
Garp grinned in return. “Indeed, it’s been 27 years since our last battle. Who would’ve thought we’d both age into these decrepit bodies…”
The two were old acquaintances, having once fought for three days and nights without a clear winner.
“The younger generation is impressive,” Garp remarked, glancing at the ongoing scuffle between Kizaru and Fang Ye. He sighed, “We’re relics of a bygone era.”
Whitebeard’s smile faded slightly. “We couldn’t settle it 27 years ago. Let’s see if you can best me now.”
With his right hand glowing from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit’s power, Whitebeard stepped forward.
“Bring it on. Show me the power of the world’s strongest man!”
Garp’s fists, coated in Haki, clashed with Whitebeard’s devastating punches, igniting a ferocious battle.
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Meanwhile, Fang Ye was sparring with Kizaru while keeping an eye on Whitebeard’s duel.
To be honest, he wasn’t confident in Whitebeard’s chances.
Although Whitebeard was still regarded as the world’s strongest man, the injuries from his earlier fights, combined with his chronic ailments, made it hard to imagine him gaining the upper hand against Garp.
“You’re distracted~”
Kizaru smirked, summoning his iconic light blade.
“Ama no Murakumo no Tsurugi!”
Fang Ye sidestepped, dodging the attack, then stomped on the glowing sword, propelling himself toward Kizaru at blinding speed.
“Oh my, scary~”
Kizaru chuckled, his body turning into light particles to evade Fang Ye’s fist.
As the aftershock from Fang Ye’s punch dissipated, Kizaru sighed.
“Impressive strength. If that had hit, I might not be able to stand back up. But you seem to forget… physical attacks don’t work on me.”
Floating mid-air, Kizaru’s hands emitted a blinding golden glow.
“Yasakani no Magatama!”
**Boom!**
Countless golden light bullets rained down, illuminating the battlefield as they exploded.
Emerging from the resulting cloud of dust, Fang Ye dusted himself off. “Kizaru, I’ve said it before: your attack might look flashy, but it lacks punch.”
Kizaru raised an eyebrow. Fang Ye’s casual demeanor was beginning to grate on him.
Despite their clashes, Fang Ye hadn’t been able to do much to Kizaru, who relied heavily on his Logia powers. Conversely, Kizaru’s light blade had narrowly missed Fang Ye several times.
Fang Ye recalled something Rayleigh had once said: “Kizaru’s weakness is his over-reliance on his Devil Fruit.”
However, the key to exploiting that weakness—Seastone—had been destroyed by Akainu earlier. That left only one option: **seawater**.
“You’re distracted, Kizaru. Thinking about helping someone else?” Fang Ye taunted, his tone lighthearted.
Kizaru indeed intended to assist others. With his speed and long-range capabilities, he could significantly disrupt Whitebeard.
“You’re observant, boy. So what?”
“Do you think you have time to help anyone else?” Fang Ye’s tone turned icy, his gaze fixed on Kizaru.
“Are you saying you’ll stop me?” Kizaru’s voice was no longer playful, now tinged with menace.
Fang Ye said nothing, merely glaring back.
Suddenly, Kizaru made his move, diving toward Fang Ye at incredible speed.
“Then I’ll finish you first!”
Kizaru’s right leg glowed intensely before striking out with a **Light-Speed Kick**.
**Boom!**
Fang Ye was sent flying, the impact knocking him across the battlefield.
Kizaru smirked, forming another light blade and flying after him.
“Got you now!”
Golden light streaked through the air as Kizaru closed in on Fang Ye, the light sword poised to strike.
“Die!”
The sword plunged downward, aiming for Fang Ye’s chest.
“Damn it…”
Fang Ye narrowly evaded the attack, feigning a panicked retreat. “Your Light-Speed Kick might be bright, but it doesn’t pack much of a punch.”
“Is that so…”
Kizaru’s eyes narrowed coldly as he pursued Fang Ye, his light blade growing brighter.
Fang Ye lured Kizaru onto the frozen battlefield, retreating as they fought.
“I’ll ask again, boy—how far do you think you can run?” Kizaru sneered, hovering in mid-air as his light blade expanded.
“Who said I’m running?”
Fang Ye suddenly stopped and slammed his fist into the ice beneath him.
**Boom!**
Ice shards flew everywhere as a massive chunk of ice was dislodged.
Gripping the chunk with one hand, Fang Ye hurled it at Kizaru.
“Do you think this will work on me?” Kizaru scoffed, slicing the ice chunk in half with his blade.
“Then how about this?”
As the ice split apart, Fang Ye emerged from behind it, his fist blazing with fire.
“Ridiculous—”
Kizaru’s body turned into light, letting Fang Ye’s punch pass through.
But then his smirk vanished.
Fang Ye’s fiery punch had melted the ice above, turning it into seawater.
The water cascaded down, drenching Kizaru and enveloping his light-based body.
“Damn it!”
Kizaru immediately sensed something was wrong and tried to escape.
But it was too late.
The seawater soaked him, nullifying his Devil Fruit powers and draining his strength.
Helpless, Kizaru plummeted to the ground, the once-proud admiral now struggling to move.
“Got you.”
Fang Ye watched as Kizaru fell, his expression cold and resolute.