- Dimensional Gods’ Selection: Only I Know Saitama is the Strongest
- OKSTS Chapter 151
**Chapter 151: Akainu’s Sneak Attack—Unforgivable Tactics**
**What a chance!**
Seeing Kizaru temporarily subdued by seawater, Fang Ye didn’t hesitate to seize the moment.
With a powerful kick mid-air, he redirected his momentum and charged toward the admiral.
Submerged in seawater, Kizaru saw Fang Ye approaching and panicked. With his Devil Fruit powers suppressed, even basic elemental transformation was impossible.
Fortunately, his past training with Seastone had built his endurance, leaving him with enough strength to avoid complete incapacitation.
Using all his remaining energy, Kizaru coated his abdomen with Armament Haki, preparing to withstand the impending blow.
**Next moment, Fang Ye’s fist arrived with devastating force!**
“Serious Punch!”
**Boom!**
The impact from Fang Ye’s punch blasted away the surrounding seawater, scattering it like rain.
Kizaru’s hastily prepared Haki shield was far from enough to neutralize the blow.
It felt like he’d been struck by a high-speed warship, and his body seemed on the verge of being torn apart.
Despite his Haki, the terrifying force of Fang Ye’s punch reverberated throughout his entire body.
“Gah!”
Kizaru spat blood and was launched like a cannonball, crashing into the icy battlefield below.
**Boom!**
The ground shook like a thunderclap, drawing the attention of everyone engaged in battle.
“That… is Admiral Kizaru?!”
“And that’s the executioner?!”
“Kizaru was smashed into the ice by that killing machine? What kind of pirate is this?”
“He’s as strong as one of Whitebeard’s commanders, if not more!”
“No, no! I saw it—it was a sneak attack using seawater! Otherwise, how could he have injured Admiral Kizaru?”
Unknowingly, Fang Ye earned the title of “Executioner” among the Marines.
The moniker spread quickly, and fear filled the eyes of those who dared to gaze upon him.
The previously unyielding ice shattered under Kizaru’s impact, cracks radiating outward as if the ground might collapse at any moment.
“Damn it!”
Kizaru’s enraged voice echoed from the ice pit, followed by a flash of golden light as he reassembled himself.
Freed from the effects of the seawater, Kizaru immediately used his powers to reposition himself.
Moments later, his form reappeared in the sky, now much farther from Fang Ye.
Clutching his stomach, Kizaru’s eyes burned with unmasked fury.
Never before had he been humiliated like this—rendered powerless by someone far below his strength.
But even so, Kizaru found himself at an impasse.
Fang Ye’s overwhelming durability rendered his Light-Speed Kicks ineffective. Worse still, his opponent’s unparalleled intuition—akin to advanced Observation Haki—seemed insurmountable, even for an admiral.
Pressing a hand to his injured abdomen, Kizaru glared coldly at Fang Ye.
“Hey, Kizaru, ever been punched by a fist the size of a cooking pot?”
Fang Ye taunted with a mocking grin, his tone dripping with amusement.
Kizaru’s fury deepened. This pirate had turned his own earlier mockery against him!
Still, Kizaru had faced countless adversaries. Suppressing his rage, he focused on the pain in his abdomen.
“Such terrifying strength… that punch nearly shattered my organs,” Kizaru muttered, recalling the devastating impact that left him drenched in cold sweat.
If not for his Armament Haki, that punch might have ended him.
“You’re strong, kid. For now, I’ll admit there’s not much I can do about you…”
Feigning calmness, Kizaru smirked. “But what will you do if I simply leave?”
With that, Kizaru’s body shimmered and transformed into golden light, vanishing from the battlefield.
—
Meanwhile, elsewhere on Marineford, the third collision between Whitebeard and Garp sent another deafening shockwave across the island.
Their battles were like clashes between two immovable mountains.
Though they had yet to land decisive blows, the surrounding pirates and Marines suffered grievously from the sheer force of their exchanges, with many coughing blood as they were flung aside.
“All these years, and your fists are still as hard as ever, Garp!”
Whitebeard laughed, his gaze lacking the ferocity he directed at others.
“And you’ve still got it—world’s strongest man, indeed,” Garp replied with equal laughter. The two spoke like old friends catching up, despite the chaos around them.
“Again!”
Whitebeard roared, his fist splitting the very air into jagged cracks that spread like tree roots.
Garp answered with a lightning-quick iron fist, tearing through the air with its velocity.
**Boom!**
The two collided once more.
Though their battle seemed almost mundane, everyone watching understood the terrifying stakes.
The clouds above scattered, allowing sunlight to pierce through.
Despite their smiles, it was clear they were fighting with everything they had.
Suddenly, the ground beneath Whitebeard’s feet began to melt.
A crimson figure erupted from below, launching a fiery punch at Whitebeard.
“Hellhound!”
Akainu, fully formed from magma, extended his punch and struck Whitebeard’s abdomen.
“Akainu!”
Garp was stunned, completely caught off guard by the sneak attack.
Akainu’s punch pierced through Whitebeard’s stomach with brutal force.
Moments later, his magma-coated fist expanded, injecting molten lava into Whitebeard’s body.
“Argh!”
Whitebeard bellowed in pain, using Haki to shield his internal organs.
Even so, severe internal damage and burns left him gravely injured.
“You bastard! Die!”
Whitebeard roared, summoning all his strength for a devastating punch to Akainu’s head.
**Bang!**
Akainu’s skull deformed under the blow, and he was hurled across the battlefield.
Garp hesitated, his hand faltering mid-air. Though he refrained from pursuing Akainu, his expression betrayed a mix of sorrow and helplessness.
“Whitebeard, to think our final battle would end like this…” Garp muttered, turning away as he left the scene.
—
Behind the Marine headquarters, several figures hid in the shadows, watching Whitebeard struggle to stand.
Seeing the legendary pirate’s wounds burning with magma, they couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Hahaha! Old man, who would’ve thought you’d end up like this?”
“Should we go finish him off?”
The voices carried through the ruins, loud enough to draw attention.
A nearby Marine pointed toward the source. “Who’s there?! Show yourselves!”
The figures didn’t hide, emerging boldly.
“Hahaha! To think we’d get to witness your demise firsthand, old man,” one of them jeered, his tone dripping with malice.