After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

Seeing their father and Martin standing in the middle of the field, not making a move for a long time, the pirates began to get restless again.

Just then, Martin raised his hand, and the pirates thought he was going to attack first, while Whitebeard was also ready to retaliate.

"Whitebeard, you don't want to fight me here, do you? This base looks pretty good. It would be a shame to destroy it if we fought. Even if we don't destroy the base, it wouldn't be good to hurt people or ruin the plants. What do you think?"

"I'm speechless!"

The Whitebeard Pirates were all lying on the ground. No one expected that Martin would pull such a stunt when the atmosphere was already like this. They were all stunned.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Whitebeard was caught off guard by Martin's actions and coughed incessantly. He had been ready for battle, having witnessed his fight with Jozu and was not going to be careless, so he quickly entered battle mode.

Whitebeard was somewhat annoyed, but he couldn't show it, since the other party was only thinking about his own pirate crew.

"Look, I forgot about this. It's good that you reminded me, otherwise such a good base would definitely be destroyed. Let's go to another place. There's an island reef near Midoa Island, which will allow us to act freely."

.....................

"Go back and come back for us after the battle is over."

"Okay, Dad!"

"Captain, it's up to your own heart!"

The group waved goodbye and then followed the boat away from Liangjiao.

The Whitebeard Pirates knew that their father's fighting style was devastating and had a wide attack range, so they couldn't just watch from the sidelines.

Marco and the others understood this as well, and could only let Martin focus on the battle. Although everyone knew their captain was strong, their opponent was, after all, the strongest man in the world, and no one was confident.

"Alright Martin, now it's just the two of us. No one will see if we lose, so don't worry about looking bad. Gulalalala!"

Whitebeard thought Martin made this request because he was afraid of losing too badly, and that the previous request was just an excuse.

"I'm not afraid of losing too badly, I'm afraid you'll embarrass yourself in front of your son, that's why I thought of fighting with others. You old white-bearded man, you don't know how to be grateful at all!"

Upon hearing Whitebeard's words, Martin retorted without hesitation. On one hand, he didn't want to damage the island's buildings and vegetation, as he could foresee how destructive his battle with Whitebeard would be. On the other hand, he was afraid that if Whitebeard lost, it would be embarrassing for him in front of his son.

"What an arrogant newbie! Let your old man teach you what it means to be the world's number one, and show you just how strong the world's strongest really are. I was just being passive last time!"

Whitebeard unleashed his full power and oppressive aura, a terrifying pressure bearing down on Martin. The sky lost its color, the sea became restless, and then a violent storm suddenly arrived.

Whitebeard got serious.

"呲呲呲!"

Dark red lightning flickered in the sky, and the battle between the two began silently. As their momentum intensified, Conqueror's Haki naturally surged forth. The wind and rain that had just formed dissipated under the impact of the Haki. The oncoming waves and the winds generated by the gale encountered invisible barriers and could no longer interfere with them.

Whitebeard had initially thought that the last Conqueror's Haki contest ended in a draw because he was injured and dared not unleash his full power. Now, it's still a draw. This time, he wasn't injured and had unleashed his full potential to activate Conqueror's Haki. Where did this Martin come from? How could his Conqueror's Haki be so strong at such a young age?

Martin grew increasingly excited, unleashing his Conqueror's Haki. This was such a rare opportunity! He had always wanted to know the extent of his Conqueror's Haki on this sea, but had never had the chance. Now, he could fight Whitebeard and let him fully understand him. On the sea, only Shanks could rival Whitebeard in Conqueror's Haki, and now he had joined the fray.

Far more terrifying than a ship bobbing up and down on the waves, they were the Whitebeard Pirates and Smoothie's crew, who had just returned from their voyage. Looking at the hellish space on the distant sea and the oppressive aura emanating from the sky, they were all terrified. The Whitebeard Pirates were terrified that Martin actually possessed such strength, while Smoothie and her crew were terrified by the intensity of the battle.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Martin and Whitebeard, under pressure, began to walk towards the center, leaving a deep footprint with each step.

Suddenly, the two of them moved quickly and rushed towards each other.

"boom!"

A loud bang was heard, and a shockwave rushed out from the reef, spreading in all directions. The fish floating on the sea surface were smashed to pieces by the impact, and the sea level also dropped significantly with the punch.

Martin burst into laughter mid-air: "Yes, that's it, that's the kind of battle I want!"

Chapter 219 Clash of the Strong, the Obsession with Taking in Sons Resurfaces

"呲呲呲!"

Two fists, one big and one small, collided, with streaks of dark red lightning shooting out from between them. The two men stared at each other, locked in a stalemate.

Whitebeard was increasingly alarmed. He was known for his immense strength, and he had never encountered anyone on this vast ocean who could rival him. Yet now he was sensing an evenly matched strength from a nobody. This was illogical.

I remember when I fought Martin before, Martin didn't show such great strength. I could only hold my own against him by relying on the blade.

Martin's thoughts were exactly the opposite of Whitebeard's. He was marveling at Whitebeard's immense power, realizing that his own strength, which he was so proud of, could only be matched with Whitebeard to a draw. He had thought he could defeat Whitebeard, but he had to admit that he was overthinking things.

This is the physique of the strongest in One Piece, a truly gifted individual.

Whitebeard initially thought it was just a warm-up exercise, something he could easily handle. But when he realized that Martin was not only incredibly powerful but also possessed strength comparable to his own, his fighting spirit was instantly ignited. In the past, he was afraid of being overwhelmed by the power, so even if he wanted to fight, he could only endure it. But now it was different, and Whitebeard's eyes began to burn with fervor.

"Bang bang bang!"

Every punch lands hard, with no technique involved; it's all about brute force. At the level of Martin and Whitebeard, all technique is superfluous; brute force can overcome any technique.

"Gurararara! Gurararara! This is so exhilarating! It's been so many years since I've fought like this. To thank you, I've decided to go all out. Don't forget, I'm a Tremor-Tremor Fruit user. Only when I use the Tremor-Tremor Fruit can I be at my strongest."

Whitebeard stepped back, picked up the naginata stuck in the ground, and struck in Martin's direction.

"Shock Slash!"

A simple, unadorned strike—just raising his broadsword high and slashing downwards—yet this strike had a completely different effect than before. The ground, like a mirror, was cracked in many places, and then a huge blade of energy, riddled with cracks, rushed directly toward Martin.

"Iron Fist!"

After Whitebeard unleashed his attack, Martin also threw a punch, a massive fist shadow of energy meeting Whitebeard's strike.

"boom!"

Martin's seemingly powerful punch was instantly shattered upon encountering Whitebeard's sword aura, which possessed the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power. Whitebeard's sword aura, however, continued its relentless charge towards Martin.

Martin didn't have time to think. He immediately activated his Conqueror's Haki, crossed his arms in front of him, and made a blocking motion.

Whitebeard regretted his attack after it was launched. It seemed simple, but it was actually his strongest attack. He had compressed the power that could reach thousands or tens of thousands of meters into this one strike. You can imagine how powerful it was. If Martin couldn't withstand it and was killed, then he would blame the kid for being too weak.

"boom!"

Just as Whitebeard was regretting his actions, his slash struck Martin directly. A tremendous roar and a dazzling white light erupted from Martin, obscuring what was happening inside. Whitebeard could only silently pray that Martin could withstand the attack.

"What is that? It's terrifying!"

Smoothie Martin, who was fighting Whitebeard, asked what kind of battle could produce such a huge halo that was even more dazzling than the sun.

While Smoothie and the others were dumbfounded, a huge resonant sound, accompanied by a gale-force wind, came rushing towards them, forcing them to retreat continuously, and the pirate crew beneath them even began to spin around.

"Hahaha, hahaha, as expected, this move is indeed the strongest."

Martin, enveloped in white light, lowered his hands from his folds, looked at the surrounding white light, heard the rumbling resonance, and burst into laughter.

Around Martin, it seemed as if something was blocking Whitebeard's attacks. A huge amount of energy raged around him, but it couldn't get into his body at all. Whether it was the destructive power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, the sword energy of the slash, or the flying sand and stones, everything was blocked a meter away from his body.

It seemed as if a golden, translucent film enveloped him.

He was initially worried about Martin's white beard, but then he suddenly heard Martin's laughter coming from the white light. This puzzled him, but he could put his worries aside. If he could laugh, he wouldn't die.

As time passed, the aperture began to shrink and eventually disappeared completely. The dust settled, and Martin appeared before Whitebeard.

"This...this is impossible."

Whitebeard exclaimed in horror as he discovered that Martin had appeared before him unharmed, not only without injury but also without a tear in his clothes.

"How is this possible? How is this possible? You weren't injured at all after such a powerful attack," Whitebeard asked in disbelief.

Martin's current state is beyond Whitebeard's comprehension. As a man who has fought at sea his entire life, he has never encountered anything so incredible.

"How about that old man with the white beard? I think my strength is alright!"

Martin stared at the white beard, speaking with utmost confidence.

Whitebeard's anger flared as he looked at the smug Martin. He, the world's strongest man, had been looked down upon by the other party.

"Shock Slash!"

"Shock Slash!"

Whitebeard slashed twice quickly, this time not daring to use too much force, wanting to see clearly what ability had blocked his attack.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two loud explosions rang out. This time, Whitebeard saw it clearly: before the attack even touched Martin, it exploded in mid-air as if it had encountered something while it was still some distance away from his body.

"What's going on?!"

Whitebeard exclaimed in surprise again. He couldn't understand how his attack was blocked at all; it felt as if his attack had exploded on its own.

Martin quietly enjoyed the feeling; it was so exhilarating to remain as steady as a rock in the face of Whitebeard's storm of attacks.

What Whitebeard couldn't see was his own sword draw.

Indeed, he had used his Zanpakuto, which he hadn't used in a long time, but he drew it so fast that Whitebeard didn't even realize he had drawn his sword.

"Whitebeard, you had a great time fighting. Now it's my turn. Let me show you what my attacks are like!"

Martin stomped his foot and charged towards Whitebeard.

Whitebeard was furious when he heard Martin's words. What did he mean by "having a great time"? He had been fighting for half a year and all he did was waste his energy and seem to have only kicked up some dust. Where was the fun? What was so great about it?

Whitebeard may have been thinking, but his hands didn't slow down. He clenched his fist and threw a punch in front of him.

As his fist slammed into the air, the air in front of Whitebeard shattered like a broken mirror, creating numerous cracks. These cracks protected Whitebeard behind him, and anyone who touched these cracks would be injured by the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power.

Whitebeard, who was very confident in his move, suddenly saw that the Devil Fruit ability seemed to have no effect on Martin. Martin actually passed right through the crack and opened up towards him without stopping.

"Shaking Fist!"

Whitebeard raised his hand and threw a punch, the massive fist imbued with Devil Fruit power, slamming down towards Martin.

"High-speed draw slash!"

Martin's hands moved swiftly, a series of attacks landing only on Whitebeard's hands.

"Ok!"

Whitebeard suddenly felt a special force break through his defenses and strike his hand. A long-lost pain came from his fist and then spread throughout his body.

"I'm actually injured."

Whitebeard was surprised to find that he was injured by Martin's attack. What kind of power was this? It was unlike any power he knew. This power had extremely strong penetrability and ignored Armament Haki defense.

Whitebeard withdrew his fist and looked at it. He realized that his fist had been punched again and was swollen. The skin on his fingers was also broken, and blood was flowing out of the wound.

"Martin, can you tell me what power you just used?"