Rocks Band: I have 48 Imperial Arms.

The battle entered its final decisive stage, with Locke and Shanks' powers clashing against each other. Every collision released unparalleled energy fluctuations. Locke radiated a surge of passionate energy, while Shanks exuded boundless courage.

"Redhead, I'll fight you to the death! A desperate battle!" Locke roared, his entire body surging with unparalleled hot-blooded energy.

The redhead stared at Locke, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

“Locke, your courage and the Mirror of Evil Purification are indeed powerful, but I will not admit defeat! I will defeat you with my courage and strength!” the red-haired man replied.

The battle escalated further, with Locke and Red Hair displaying high morale and increasing the frequency of their attacks, each punch landing with a visceral impact.

"Redhead, no matter how strong your courage is, I will never back down!" Locke gritted his teeth, his whole body radiating hot-blooded energy.

Locke sensed the red-haired man's determination, took a deep breath, and gathered his strongest power.

"Mirror of Purification of Evil - Jeanne, unleash your full power!" Locke murmured, and dark energy surged within the mirror.

Locke launched a full-force attack, his fist pounding towards the red-haired man with boundless passion.

"Redhead, this is my final blow!" Locke shouted.

Red-haired Shanks calmly dodged Locke's attacks and then quickly launched a counterattack.

"Locke, I won't lose either!" the red-haired man roared, unleashing boundless courage.

The two fists collided, and a powerful shockwave instantly spread out, causing the ground on the battlefield to tremble.

Locke and Shanks stared at each other, both sensing each other's power. Neither was willing to show weakness, and both wanted to prove their strength.

The battle entered its most intense phase, with Locke and Red developing into their ultimate duel. Every attack they launched was capable of destroying everything, and every dodge revealed their superb agility.

"Redhead, I don't care how powerful you are, but my Mirror of Evil Purification will purify everything!" Locke murmured, his whole body surging with unparalleled hot blood energy.

The redhead stared at Locke, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

Their battle intensified, each punch and kick generating massive energy fluctuations. Locke's body was enveloped in a surge of fiery energy, radiating light. Red-haired Shanks, relying on the power of courage, became Locke's formidable opponent.

Their movements were agile and nimble, their moves unpredictable and ever-changing. Locke, utilizing the power of the Mirror of Evil Purification, combined it with the red-haired man's power of courage, filling the battlefield with passion and excitement.

Chapter 521: As expected of one of the Four Emperors!

"Redhead, your courage is indeed great, but my Mirror of Evil Purification will completely purify your existence!" Locke roared, his whole body surging with unparalleled hot blood energy.

The red-haired man's gaze was resolute, radiating even greater courage.

“Locke, your Mirror of Evil Purification is indeed powerful, but I have even more courage!” the red-haired man said mysteriously.

The battle reached its limit, with Locke and Shanks giving it their all. Their fists and feet clashed, energy surged, and the battlefield trembled.

Locke felt the suppression of Shanks' power, but his fiery spirit prevented him from backing down. He gathered all his will and strength and fearlessly met Shanks' attack head-on.

The battle reached a fever pitch, each punch and kick generating massive energy fluctuations. Locke's body was enveloped in surging energy, radiating light. Red-haired Shanks, relying on the power of courage, became Locke's formidable opponent.

Their movements were agile and nimble, their moves unpredictable. Locke used the power of the Mirror of Evil Purification, which intertwined with the red-haired man's power of courage, filling the battlefield with passion and excitement.

"Redhead, no matter how strong your courage is, my Mirror of Evil Purification will purify everything!" Locke murmured, his whole body surging with unparalleled hot blood energy.

The redhead stared at Locke, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

Their battle intensified, each punch and kick generating massive energy fluctuations. Locke's body was enveloped in a surge of fiery energy, radiating light. Red-haired Shanks, relying on the power of courage, became Locke's formidable opponent.

Their movements were agile and nimble, their moves unpredictable. Locke used the power of the Mirror of Evil Purification, which intertwined with the red-haired man's power of courage, filling the battlefield with passion and excitement.

"Red-haired, interesting! As expected of one of the Four Emperors! But my Mirror of Evil Purification will completely purify your existence!" Locke roared, his whole body surging with unparalleled hot blood energy.

The red-haired man's gaze was resolute, radiating even greater courage.

“Locke, your Mirror of Evil Purification is indeed powerful, but I have even more courage!” the red-haired man said mysteriously.

The battle reached its limit, with Locke and Shanks giving it their all. Their fists and feet clashed, energy surged, and the battlefield trembled.

Locke relentlessly employs the skills and power of the Mirror of Evil Purification—Jeanne d'Arc—in an attempt to defeat Shanks. Shanks, in turn, fights Locke with all his might, fueled by courage and passion.

The battle entered its final decisive stage, with Locke and Shanks' powers clashing against each other. Every collision released unparalleled energy fluctuations. Locke radiated a surge of passionate energy, while Shanks exuded even greater courage.

"Redhead, your courage is unparalleled, but so be it! My Mirror of Evil Purification will purify everything!" Locke roared.

The red-haired man smiled, his eyes revealing boundless determination and fighting spirit.

"Rock, your Hot-Blood Fruit is indeed powerful, but I will defeat you with my courage and strength!" the red-haired man replied.

His voice was full of firmness and authority, and his red hair exuded an even stronger aura, seemingly containing limitless potential.

Locke mustered all his will and strength, determined not to back down. A surge of passionate fervor coursed through him; he believed his power could overcome anything.

"Redhead, I will never yield! I will kill you!" Locke roared, his entire body surging with unparalleled hot-blooded energy.

Chapter 522: Tearing the Heavens and Earth Apart!

The battle reached its climax once again, with Locke and Red developing into a fierce fight. Their fists and feet clashed, and energy fluctuations burned like flames on the battlefield. The land on the island was torn apart by their power, and the waves surged, forming huge whirlpools.

Locke's body radiated a passionate glow, his punches and kicks carrying destructive power, each strike seemingly capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart. Red-Haired Shanks, however, was equally formidable; his agility was remarkable, his punches and kicks as swift as lightning, each attack imbued with boundless courage.

Their duel grew increasingly fierce, the surrounding air seemingly torn apart by their power. Locke went all out, unleashing the power of the Mirror of Evil Purification—Jeanne d'Arc—to its fullest extent. Shanks, on the other hand, met Locke's attacks with boundless courage, his body strong and resolute.

"Redhead, no matter how strong your courage is, I will purify everything about you!" Locke's voice was full of determination.

Red-haired Shanks calmly dodged Locke's attacks and then launched a deadly counterattack.

“Locke, your power is indeed formidable, but I also have my trump cards!” the red-haired man said mysteriously.

The battle entered its final stage, with Locke and Shanks giving it their all. Their figures blurred together, their speed almost impossible to follow. Locke relentlessly sought out Shanks' weaknesses, attempting to defeat him. Shanks, in turn, dodged and counterattacked, displaying unparalleled fighting skills and courage.

Locke's power gradually surpassed his limits, and he felt an unprecedented surge of power coursing through his body. His body was enveloped in dazzling, hot-blooded energy, and every attack brought destructive force.

Shanks also sensed Locke's growing power. He smiled and unleashed even greater courage. His punches and kicks were filled with boundless passion and power, each strike capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart.

Finally, Locke launched his fatal blow. He gathered all his strength, his fist brimming with unparalleled passion, and struck the red-haired man's body with tremendous force.

The red-haired man was hit by the attack and flew backward, crashing onto the island and kicking up a cloud of dust and waves.

Locke was panting heavily, his body radiating a surge of adrenaline. He stared at the red-haired man lying on the ground, his heart filled with the joy of victory.

"Redhead, I will defeat you!" Locke shouted, declaring his victory.

Locke and the child continue their adventure, embarking on a new journey. They arrive at a mysterious island, where they hear that Mihawk, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea and hailed as the God of Swordsmanship, is hidden.

Locke, filled with curiosity, set foot on the island, hoping to encounter Mihawk and engage him in a sword duel. They were prepared to meet this challenge with passion and courage.

Finally, they found Mihawk on the island, a swordsman clad in a black cloak. Mihawk's eyes shone with boundless sword intent as he looked at Locke and the child, offering a slight smile.

"Are you here to challenge me?" Mihawk asked calmly.

“That’s right! We’re here to challenge you, Mihawk!” Locke answered without flinching.

Mihawk nodded, expressing his appreciation for Locke and the child's courage.

“Very well, I admire your courage. Then let’s have a real swordsmanship contest!” Mihawk’s voice was full of passion.

Chapter 523: Mihawk, this is my final blow!

Locke stared at Mihawk and took a deep breath. He was determined not to back down and to prove his strength with his own power.

“Mihawk, I will unleash the power of my Divine Senses – Murasam!” Locke declared.

Locke wielded the Divine Strike of Time - Murasam, a mysterious energy gathering within the sword. He gazed at Mihawk, unleashing the power of Murasam and entering a transcendent state.

The sword duel began, Locke and Mihawk's figures clashing across the island. Their swordplay intertwined, producing crisp, ringing sounds. Locke, utilizing the power of Murasam, launched a fierce attack.

Mihawk was not to be outdone; his swordsmanship was agile and precise, and every move was filled with the will of the sword.

Locke sensed the power of Mihawk's swordsmanship, but his resolve prevented him from backing down. He gathered all his will and strength, fearlessly meeting Mihawk's attack head-on.

"Mihawk, no matter what your trump card is, I will defeat you!" Locke roared, his whole body surging with unparalleled sword intent.

Mihawk smiled, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

“Locke, your courage and Mulasam are indeed formidable. But in the world of swordsmanship, only the true King of Swords can survive!” Mihawk’s voice was filled with authority and determination.

The two clashed again, their swords flashing and their blades clashing. The land on the island trembled as their swordplay clashed; the wind rustled the grass, and the heavens and earth seemed to shake in their duel.

Locke constantly dodged Mihawk's sharp attacks, then swiftly counterattacked. His swordplay was imbued with boundless sword intent and power, each strike filled with passionate fervor.

Mihawk was equally formidable; his swordplay was accurate and swift, each strike enough to instill fear in his enemies.

The swordplay contest reached a fever pitch, with Locke and Mihawk giving it their all. Their sword strikes clashed, their blades intersecting and unleashing tremendous sword energy.

“Mihawk, I will not be defeated by you! My Divine Strike - Murasam will surpass your swordsmanship!” Locke declared loudly.

Mihawk's gaze was resolute, and he unleashed an even stronger sword intent.

“Locke, your swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but I will not admit defeat! I will defeat you with my Sword of the King of Swords!” Mihawk replied.

The swordplay contest escalated further, with Locke and Mihawk displaying high spirits and their swordplay becoming increasingly rapid, their blades flashing like lightning.

“Mihawk, no matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, I will never back down!” Locke gritted his teeth, his whole body radiating the will of the sword.

Locke sensed Mihawk's determination, took a deep breath, and gathered his strongest power.

"Divert your attention during mealtime - Murasam, unleash your full power!" Locke murmured, and mysterious energy surged across the sword.

Locke launched a full-scale attack, his sword strikes imbued with boundless sword intent as he hurtled towards Mihawk.

“Mihawk, this is my final blow!” Locke shouted.