One Piece: Kaido's adopted son, starts with the Eight Gates Formation.

"Accept the punishment of love, you ugly creature!"

Ribriand on the opposite side had already completed her transformation, turning into that plump butterfly form, and a huge heart-shaped energy wave was gathering in her hand!

"Heart-shaped light waves!"

A pink beam of light, carrying the power to purify everything, blasted towards Usopp!

"Now!"

Usopp's eyes shone with an unprecedented light. He suddenly jumped out from behind the rock, aimed the spray bottle at the incoming beam of light, pressed the nozzle with all his might, and shouted out the name of the move he had made up!

"The ultimate weapon for fresh breath—!!!"

laugh--! ! !

A crystal-clear mist, carrying an intensely sweet floral fragrance, gushed out from the bottle's mouth!

The fragrance was almost overpowering, even carrying a cloying, chemically synthesized sweetness.

next second.

The sweet-smelling deodorant gas and the pink light waves of Ribriana, filled with the "scent of love," collided in mid-air!

There was no explosion.

However, something even more terrifying happened!

When two equally sweet gases mix together, they produce a terrifying chemical reaction that defies description!

That sweet floral fragrance instantly turned sour and rotten!

It's like... ten thousand blooming roses were thrown into a vat of fermented stinky tofu that had been fermenting for half a month, then fished out, coated with a thick layer of durian, and finally left to dry in the sun for three days and three nights!

An unprecedented, ultimate stench, enough to make even the gods vomit, erupted from Usopp's center!

"Ugh! It stinks!!"

First to bear the brunt were Ribrianne and her two companions, who were at the very front!

Their smiles froze instantly, their beautiful eyes widened, and they stood there completely still.

That stench ignored all energy defenses and attacked their souls directly!

They felt like their noses no longer belonged to them, their brains were turned into a mess by the smell, their stomachs were churning, and even the power to maintain their transformation instantly collapsed!

boom! boom! boom!

The three warriors of love instantly transformed from their magnificent battle forms back into ordinary human forms, their faces turning pale as they knelt on the ground, covering their mouths and emitting heart-wrenching retching sounds.

"An opportunity...!"

Usopp was also dizzy from the fumes of the bio-weapon he had created, but he forced himself to endure the nausea and pulled out his slingshot, "Black Helmet"!

"Ultimate Move: Sticky Star!"

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Three super-adhesive gelatinous pellets were fired precisely, firmly sticking the three people, who were still gagging, to the ground!

It's not over yet!

Usopp pulled out a megaphone from his backpack, the same one Lynn used to use to make announcements during the Beast Pirates' meetings.

He cleared his throat, spoke into the speaker, and pressed a pre-recorded "special audio" button.

"Next, I'll let you enjoy a symphony from hell!"

next second.

Sizzle—crunch—

A series of ear-piercing noises, like fingernails scratching a blackboard, blared from the loudspeaker!

Next came BIGMOM’s furious and disgusted screams when he ate something unpalatable—screams that could stop a child from crying!

"Disgusting!!!!"

"What kind of garbage is this?!"

"Drag the chef out and turn him into a Homie!!!"

The piercing noise, coupled with the demonic roar, was like countless steel needles, piercing deep into the spiritual world of the three warriors of love!

For people like them who believe in "love and beauty," this is the most vicious curse and the cruelest torture!

"Aaaaaah! My ears!"

"I'm having a mental breakdown!"

"Shut up! Shut up now!"

The three of them clutched their heads and rolled wildly on the ground, their mental state completely broken.

"The final blow!"

Looking at the three pitiful creatures who had completely lost their fighting ability, Usopp took out his last gadget.

A long rope and a piece of butter.

With lightning speed, he tied one end of the butter-covered rope to the three men, looped the other end around a protruding rock at the edge of the arena, and then kicked it hard!

Using the simplest pulley principle, the three warriors of love, still unable to extricate themselves from their mental breakdown, screamed and cried as they were dragged along by the slippery rope until, with a "plop," they all slid off the field in unison.

[Universe 2: Ribrian, Roger, and Kakunsa are eliminated!]

The high priest's pronouncement sounded so abrupt amidst the chaos of the battlefield.

High in the stands.

Beerus, the God of Destruction of Universe 7, dropped the snacks he was eating onto the ground.

He watched as the long-nosed boy on the screen miraculously eliminated three contestants with a series of underhanded punches, leaving the cat completely dumbfounded.

The angel Whis beside him glanced thoughtfully at Aizen in the distance, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Hey, Weiss..." Beerus rubbed his eyes, his face full of disbelief. "Did I see that right? That Ribriand... wasn't he eliminated a long time ago? How is he alive again?"

Beerus muttered to himself, then looked at Usopp, who was panting heavily and celebrating his narrow escape.

"Tsk."

He clicked his tongue, and for the first time, he began to waver slightly over his theory of "might makes right".

"Sometimes... it seems like the brain really is more useful than muscles..."

Chapter 212: Goku's Repentance! The Path to Perfect Instinct

That ultimate weapon, capable of determining the final outcome of the entire Tournament of Power, that chaotic energy fused with three concepts of destruction, was about to touch Jiren's head at the last moment.

It's come to a standstill.

Om-!

The extremely imposing and majestic body of the white beast Kai's beard, and the dazzling fusion of white light that even the gods could not look directly at, suddenly began to flicker wildly, like an old television with a poor signal, its brightness fluctuating!

His domineering laughter, which seemed to rule the world, split into two completely different yet strangely overlapping tones at that moment!

"Oh ho ho ho... gur la ho... wh... what's going on?!"

Oops!

Kaibeard's heart sank!

The fusion of the Potara earrings! Something went wrong!

That immense power, far surpassing the limits of mortals and even gods, had far exceeded the limits that these legendary items could withstand!

The originally planned one-hour fusion time was drastically compressed into just a few minutes by this violent force!

Is it... is it going to disintegrate?!

At the critical moment, the out-of-control "Overlord's Staff" grazed Jiren's body and slammed heavily onto the ground behind him!

Boom-! ! ! !

The target was not hit.

But the residual energy emanating from the weapon alone completely erased the arena ruins within a radius of tens of thousands of meters, along with that space, leaving behind a bottomless, pitch-black void!

Followed by.

A burst of white light, more dazzling than any previous energy eruption, exploded from Kaibeard's body!

That was not an attack.

Instead, it's separation!

boom!

Two towering figures were violently thrown back by a tremendous recoil force, each flying backward thousands of meters, like two meteorites, crashing heavily into the ruins.

The white flowers have all dispersed.

Kaido of the Beasts and Edward Newgate of the Whitebeard both knelt on one knee.

The fusion clothing on the two had disappeared, and they had returned to their original attire.

They were panting heavily, their muscles trembling violently, and scorching steam rose from every inch of their skin, forming a distorted white mist around them.

The combined extreme pressure of the Kaioken technique (20x speed) and the Eight Gates' Death Gate almost completely drained all the energy and life force from their bodies.

Kaido gripped his spiked club, bracing himself against the ground. He laboriously raised his massive dragon head, looked at the equally disheveled Whitebeard in the distance, and grinned weakly yet with immense satisfaction.

"Ha...ha...old man, you're not bad at all..."

On the other side, Whitebeard plunged the Murakumogiri deep into the ground, barely managing to keep himself from collapsing. His weathered face also wore the same satisfaction of a strong warrior, having fought to the very end.

"Gurarararar... Same here, you crazy blue dragon..."

Rival, adversary.

At this moment, after that brief yet glorious fusion, the decades-long confrontation and estrangement between the two vanished.

Instead, there is a mutual respect and understanding that only the strongest can achieve.

On the other side of the ring.

Jiren stood firmly.

His uniform, a symbol of the Pride team, was tattered and torn. His strong gray body was covered with fist marks and abrasions, and a trace of golden blood lingered at the corner of his mouth.

That deep red flame, powerful enough to burn the universe, has long since vanished.

His chest was heaving violently; clearly, the battle that had transcended dimensions had taken a heavy toll on him.

But he remained standing.

Like a mountain, it is unshakeable.

With the three strongest monsters on the field temporarily leaving, the once bustling battlefield strangely fell into a brief silence.

This gave others an opportunity.

It also gave some people time to breathe and think.

On the edge of the chaotic battlefield.

Sun Wukong sat cross-legged.

He closed his eyes, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.

In his mind, the scenes from just now were replaying at an unprecedented speed.

The feeling of powerlessness one feels when Lynn knocks down with a single finger, as if facing the entire universe.

The wildness and purity of the Boros meteor eruption.

Jirenna's stillness is as immovable as a mountain, yet it contains absolute power.

And finally, there was the white beast Kai's beard, which appeared out of nowhere and crushed everything with absolute "dominance"!

Images and images of powerful figures intertwined and collided in his mind, eventually transforming into the purest insights.

"I see……"

Sun Wukong's lips opened and closed silently.

"All I've ever done is pursue 'war,' chase the thrill of battle, and enjoy the process of constantly becoming stronger."

"But... I was wrong."

"Young Master Lynn's power is 'emptiness,' seemingly non-existent yet omnipresent. It is the beginning of all things and also the end of all things."

"Jiren's power is 'stillness,' it is the result of countless trials and tribulations, forging everything about himself to the extreme, and transforming it into the axioms of the universe."

"And the power that Father and Uncle Whitebeard combined possess is 'Overlord,' an absolute will that reigns supreme and crushes everything!"

"Their strength is a state of being, a 'Tao'!"

"And me..."

"I'm just a martial arts fanatic who's obsessed with fighting..."

A sudden realization!

Stimulated by countless top-tier powerhouses, and amidst the terrifying threat of life and death, this pure warrior Saiyan finally touched the ultimate door he had been searching for but had never been able to enter!

He no longer deliberately pursues the power of freedom and ultimate understanding.

He no longer tried to suppress the distracting thoughts in his mind.

He was just... spacing out.

Completely immerse your mind and spirit in this realm of nothingness.

He sensed the distant rocks crumbling, the flow of residual energy, and the tenacious, unquenchable flame of life emanating from Kaido and Whitebeard, like candles flickering in the wind.

He sensed the vast power within Jiren, a power that seemed to have subsided like a dormant volcano.

He sensed Shanks' domineering will, like an absolute domain, that rejected all hostility.

I also sensed... a chilling, calculating, and manipulative malice, quietly weaving something.

hum.

A silvery-white flame no longer exploded as violently as before.

Instead, it flowed out of Sun Wukong's body silently, like the gentlest moonlit stream.

The aura, though lacking in overwhelming power, calmed the chaotic air currents around it.

His black hair moved without wind, gradually turning pure silver-white from the roots.

His pupils, too, lost all emotion, transforming into an eternal silvery-white that reflected the stars and the sea.

This transformation was quiet and peaceful.

But more composed, more reserved, and more...unfathomable than ever before.

With his pure martial arts heart, and stimulated and guided by countless powerful figures, Sun Wukong finally stepped into the ultimate realm that even the God of Destruction could not master, relying on his own will!

Perfect freedom and ultimate enjoyment!

He slowly opened his eyes.

Those silver eyes were calm and still.

His gaze calmly swept over the last few top experts remaining in the arena.

Exhausted, yet still standing tall.

Shanks, the red-haired man, stood guard, wielding the Griffin sword.

And... that guy with black-rimmed glasses, an enigmatic smile on his lips, who was about to unleash some strange power on Hit, the legendary assassin from Universe 6... Aizen Sousuke!

"Your actions..."

next second.

Sun Wukong's figure disappeared from the spot.

There was no sense of being cut off by teleportation, and no sound of high-speed movement cutting through the air.

He appeared silently between Aizen and Hit as if he had always been there, blocking Aizen's hand that was about to rest on the hilt of his sword.

"I cannot agree with this."

Calm words, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet containing an unquestionable absolute will.

Hit, who was focused on guarding against Aizen, suddenly narrowed his eyes!

He was completely unaware!

When did this Saiyan arrive?!

On the other side...

For the first time, Aizen Sousuke's handsome face, which always wore an air of confidence and complete control, froze completely.

He slowly, very slowly raised his head and adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The eyes behind the glasses carefully examined the Sun Wukong before them, who exuded a sacred, silvery-white aura.

He felt that perfect "state" of smoothness, flawlessness, and complete integration with the entire universe.

A few seconds later.

The stiffness on Aizen's face slowly melted away.

Instead, there was an unprecedented, exuberant smile, as if they had discovered a new continent, filled with fervor and joy.

That wasn't a disguise.

Rather, it is the ultimate joy that comes from the heart, when a chess player has met a true opponent.

"Oh?"

The curve of his lips even carried a hint of morbid excitement.

"Another interesting piece of material has emerged."