Chapter 503: An Old Man's Youthful Madness
For as long as Whitebeard could remember, he had been fighting.
Born in a non-member country that could not afford to pay the sky-high gold, what he had seen most since childhood were poor people and the various things that came with poverty.
Life and death, blood, violence...
The poor are fighting each other, and the ubiquitous pirates are ravaging the land...
It was useless to pray for good things to happen, and the navy would not suddenly appear to save this non-member country. The young Whitebeard had long understood that the only thing he could rely on was his own fists.
Instead of crying, it’s better to fight!
Instead of watching helpless people cry, it is better to fight, fight!
At first, it was stones and sticks picked up from the roadside...
Later, I stole the guns and knives from the pirates...
At first, he was often injured and always got his head broken and bloody while trying to defeat the hateful bastards.
Later, he gradually felt that the enemy's movements were getting slower and slower, and the pirates' strength was getting weaker and weaker...
When he sank a pirate ship with his bare hands, he suddenly understood.
It's not that the enemy is getting weaker, but that you are getting stronger.
He began to learn how to use his fists and how to use his naturally huge body to fight.
After obtaining the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, he developed unparalleled destructive power...
He had fought countless battles in his life. He had used stones, clubs, knives, fists, his huge body, and the power of earthquakes that could shake the world and overturn the seas. He had defeated as many enemies as the stars in the sky! But at the same time...
He was left with a body full of holes, waiting for the day when it would finally burn out in his old age.
Although he is known as the strongest man in the world, Whitebeard knows that he is just a man with only one heart.
As his body aged, the hidden injuries accumulated during his youth broke out one after another...
Sometimes, when Whitebeard looked at the old face in the cup, he couldn't help but think that perhaps he was a little envious of his old rival.
Roger passed away in such a cool way, ending his magnificent life at the most glorious moment.
After all, I am not as free and easy as Roger...
A pirate like me who has done bad things all my life... maybe I'm destined to have an inglorious end.
When the day comes when I am too old to lift the Murasakibara anymore, when my limbs are too stiff to swing the earthquake fist anymore, will it be some young pirate or some newly emerged navy who comes to take off my head?
I hope my sons won't need the protection of a useless dad like me by then! ...
In Whitebeard's eyes, the right arm that Giorno had pulled out of his chest was reflected...
The moment the criss-crossing wounds on the chest disappeared, blue flames leaped out.
Immediately afterwards with a "bang", a huge blue flame rose up and instantly wrapped around Whitebeard's body.
Lynch took a few steps back, holding the Tremor-Tremor Fruit chip in his hand, looking at Whitebeard who was covered in blue flames of regeneration.
“Yeah!”
Among the crowd on the deck, some crew members excitedly waved their fists and shouted at the sky.
“It really worked!!!”
The crew members of the Whitebeard Pirates couldn't hold back their tears any longer when they saw their old man covered in blue phoenix flames.
"Dad..." Marco breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and smiled, with tears in the corners of his eyes.
The white-bearded whale took a breath and closed his eyes. The sounds around him faded away like a tide...
He clenched his fists and could feel the pain from decades of battles in his body, the hidden injuries accumulated from long-term use of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit... Under the healing of the regenerative flame of the Phoenix Fruit, they disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
I am already sixty years old.
But right now, a familiar yet unfamiliar, surging energy is surging from every part of his body.
It was as if he had suddenly become thirty years younger, as if he had returned to... his heyday! Whitebeard opened his eyes, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes that he had not seen for a long time. He suddenly stood up, his huge coat fluttering behind him without wind, and the whole person rose from the ground like a mountain stirred by wind and thunder.
"Dad has really recovered!"
"Very good……"
The crew members on the deck were all excited when they saw this scene. They hugged each other and cried and laughed.
Teach was at the edge of the joyful crowd, but his face did not look very happy. In fact, he did not look at Whitebeard who had returned to his peak. Instead, he was still staring at Giorno who had stepped back a few steps and stood next to Jolyne Kujo - at his hand!
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
That slightly glowing triangular object, should it be the ability of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit? ! "Gulala Lala...!!!"
Whitebeard laughed loudly towards the sky, and when he spread his arms, they turned into a pair of phoenix wings of blue flame, with a wingspan of dozens of meters, as if the entire White Whale ship had stretched out a pair of wings and was about to fly away with the wind.
He kicked up the supreme sword - Cong Yunqi, and grasped it tightly in his hand. He looked at the calm sea with a sharp gaze, and swung the sword in his hand across.
boom!!!!
A huge slash visible to the naked eye turned into a hundred-meter-long arc that slammed into the sea, creating a huge wave tens of meters high horizontally.
Almost at the same time, the huge waves that stretched for more than a hundred meters and rose to tens of meters high were cut off by a slash from the sky - it turned out that Whitebeard swung horizontally at the moment, and then grabbed his weapon like the Green Dragon Crescent Blade and slashed vertically at the sea!
The purple-red electric snakes danced wildly with Whitebeard's sword. Lynch had never seen such a violent and domineering wave.
This sword was about to cut off the sky and the sea...
The entire sea surface split vertically in front of everyone on the White Whale. Just by visual estimation, it was estimated to be more than ten kilometers. The sea surface was actually split in two by the father's knife! Countless sea beasts and sea kings rolled with waves of blood, falling through the cracks in the sea surface along the split sea, falling into the seemingly bottomless abyss...
Qiao Zi looked up and said to himself in a daze, "How long has it been since I saw Dad like this?"
"It's been a long time..." Flower Sword Bista sighed softly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, "It's been a long time..."
The newly joined fishman Labster, the human He-man, the long-legged member Reg, and the younger members of the Whitebeard Pirates were all stunned when they saw this scene.
No matter how hard they tried to imagine - even though they had anticipated it and made mental preparations - they never imagined that after Whitebeard's body recovered, he could have such terrifying destructive power just by wielding his sword with his domineering aura.
Cut the ocean with one sword!
It turns out that this is the pirate who once competed with the Pirate King Roger and defeated so many overlords on the sea, the strongest man in the world named Whitebeard!
“Hehehe…”
Whitebeard, with an air of dominance all over his body, stood on the deck like a mountain. He held up Kurogane-kiri and laughed, "It seems that if I live longer, good things will happen to me...
"Right, Roger?"
Teach couldn't help but hold his breath, staring at the huge crack in the sea that was slowly closing.
Lin Qi said to himself: "Sure enough, even without the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, Whitebeard is still a complete monster..."
Robin was greatly shocked by the scene before him, and taking advantage of the moment when everyone, including Whitebeard, was excited, he moved his fingers lightly and used the Flower-Flower Fruit again, causing a petal to grow on Whitebeard's trouser leg... and updated his Flower Freedom moves, bringing Whitebeard to an even peak state.
"..." With tears in his eyes, Izo stared at the old man with white beard, who exuded an invincible aura. He couldn't help but think of his former master who had not been heard from for many years. Lord Oden, who could compete with Whitebeard and Roger back then, was also such an unparalleled man... Izo suddenly noticed that Marco quietly approached Giorno and the others, and seemed to be saying something.
(End of this chapter)