I'm at the top of One Piece

Mercer leaned back, pushed off the ground with both feet, and jumped backward, adjusting his posture in mid-air before landing steadily on the ground.

Looking at Garp a few meters away, Messer's expression turned serious. At this moment, Garp's lips curled up, and he looked at Messer with amusement: "Do you like flying? Fine, Grandpa will grant your wish."

With his center of gravity slightly lowered, Garp suddenly delivered an uppercut towards Moses, whoosh!

The whistling wind of the punch hit him in an instant. Mercer felt a strange wind coming towards him, and then his feet left the ground and he floated upwards.

With each gust of wind, his entire body was swept upwards by the force of the punches, forcing Mercer to lower his center of gravity to avoid being blown away.

The next moment, Messer watched as Garp walked over, clenching his fist and laughing.

My heart skipped a beat.

They quickly gave up resisting the wind, sensed the direction of the airflow, and used the light-body technique of paper drawing to ride the wind straight into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it flew ten meters into the air.

As Messer looked at Garp, who had walked directly below him, he suddenly noticed an amused expression on Garp's face.

Mercer's eye twitched, and he muttered, "No way."

As expected, Capra assumed a horse stance, leaned back slightly, and placed his fists at his sides.

"Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora!!!"

He threw punches at Mercer in mid-air, laughing and shouting. The continuous force of his punches gathered into a gale, sending sand and stones flying, and Mercer flew higher and higher in the sky.

Garp's strange laughter attracted the attention of everyone inside the house. Ace, Sabo, and Dadan came out and witnessed what was happening.

Sabo looked at Ace's somewhat silent expression, then at Mather being swept up by the wind in the sky, and swallowed hard: "Is this how you always got through it?"

"Yes, there are, but none have gone as far as they did to Moses today."

Sabo breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

But then they heard Ace's words.

"In the past, they would just tie me to a balloon and release me into the sky, or throw me into the jungle to survive, or find a few monkeys to fight with me."

Sabo blinked, his face contorted with embarrassment, and patted Ace on the shoulder: "You're really lucky to have survived this long."

Ace looked at Sabo with a deep gaze, "Don't try to comfort me yet. Now that the old man knows you exist, do you think you can hide from him in the future?"

"Huh?" Sabo's mouth gaped open, looking at Ace with a blank expression: "No way?"

At this time,

"What don't you know?" Garp appeared in front of them, chuckling, "Flying one kite is fine, but flying three together is much more fun."

In Sabo's eyes, at this moment, black and red smoke appeared around Garp, and even Garp's face became ferocious.

"Don't get killed, you little devils."

They tossed one into the sky, one in each hand.

The force of each punch whistled through the air.

Garp couldn't stop smiling.

Then, seeing Dadan's terrified expression, he chuckled and said, "Oh? Dadan, do you want to join in the fun?"

Dadan performed a deep bow with an agility that was unusually disproportionate to her size.

"Please spare me, I don't want to die."

Garp curled his lip, looking bored, and said:

"It's boring, not as fun as Mercer and the others."

He then ignored Dadan and the other bandits, looked up at the sky, and amusement in his eyes.

Moving swiftly across the field, Garp unleashed punch after punch, sending gusts of wind, tornadoes, and spherical gusts of wind howling into the sky.

I was incredibly happy to hear Ace and Sabo's screams and cries.

Every now and then it's a barrage of "Ora Ora!" sounds!

With the sound of the wind all around him, Mercer had entered a state of oneness with nature, precisely controlling his body and floating in the sky with the wind through the gaps in the air.

Maximize your self-taught paper drawing skills, like swimming in the wind.

Wind is formed by the convergence of air currents.

Using his body to sense the direction of the airflow and dodge by following its movement, Mercer tirelessly floated in the wind, using his body movements to guide the wind and glide with it.

An unusual feeling of comfort washed over me.

Sensing the wind around him, whether strong or weak, sometimes the wind that Garp swung was in a tight state, and whenever this happened, Mercer would stomp hard and use the reaction force to move in the air.

It's like learning Moonwalk.

Moses traveled with the wind and soon reached the very top of the wind.

Looking down at Garp, who was a hundred meters below, and at his two little brothers screaming and tumbling in the wind not far below.

Twenty minutes later, Mercer got a little bored and waved to Crow Da Bao, who was not far away in the air.

哑～

Crow Da Bao flew over, weaving through the wind. Mercer seized the opportunity, stepped onto a gust of wind, and leaped into the air. At the same time, Crow Da Bao flew overhead, and Mercer grabbed its right claw.

Using the techniques of paper drawing, it glided leisurely towards the distant forest, carried by the wind stirred up by Ya Dabao.

Ten seconds later, looking down at the lush trees, twenty meters above the ground, Mercer released Ya Dabao and fell.

With a slight adjustment of his body angle in mid-air, when he saw a branch as thick as a fist, Mercer precisely grabbed it with both hands, and with a snap, the branch was pulled into an exaggerated arc and then broken off.

At the same time, using the reverse inertia of the branches, Mercer landed steadily on the ground.

He patted the dust off his hands.

Mercer stretched, feeling a sense of security as he stood firmly on solid ground.

He grinned and said, "This feels pretty good, quite interesting."

Watching Ace and the other two still screaming in the sky not far away, Mercer silently mourned for them for a second, and then laughed rather unkindly.

The wind blocked some of the view from above, but it did show that Garp's control over his power was perfect.

This is a skill worth learning.

Without saying a word, he used his Observation Haki to sense the past and observe Garp's power generation techniques.

Garp spotted Messer immediately, turned his head to look in Messer's direction, but only glanced at him for a moment before looking away.

"That little brat is stealing my skills again. No, this will put me at a disadvantage. It will be less fun for me in the future. I need to make it more difficult for him."

Armament Haki began to flow within his body, starting to obstruct the perception unique to Observation Haki that was "swirling" around him.

Moses's expression froze for a moment, then he couldn't help but curl his lip, "You stingy guy."

But then a smug smile appeared on Moses' lips: "You have your brilliant plan, but I might not be without my own way out."

Sensing the wind force generated around Garp, in a state of oneness with nature, Mercer began to sense the frequency of the aura emanating from the wind and began to "disguise" his own aura frequency, completing the synchronization after a moment.

He merged his own aura into the wind generated by Garp.

Perception begins to adjust, like the wind.

Complete the "disguise".

Because Garp was guarding against the perception of Observation Haki, not the omnipresent wind around him that he himself had triggered.

In an instant, the feeling of being unable to be spied on by Garp dissipated considerably.

At the same time, Karp felt the feeling of being watched dissipate and pursed his lips:

"Giving up so easily? He doesn't stick to anything at all. Looks like I'll have to give him a talking-to later."

He then stopped the flow of Armament Haki within his body and began to concentrate on toying with Ace and the other person in the air.

Sensing that Garp was no longer on guard, Messer smiled and began to probe without restraint.

The force originates from the ground, flows through the legs, twists the waist and hips, and is transmitted from the spine muscles to the shoulders, gathering the power of the whole body and exploding from the fist.

The coordination of muscles and bones throughout the body, and even the flow of blood within the body, are affected.

Is it "life returned"?

It has a smooth, effortless feel to it.

With delight, Messer began to imitate Garp's movements, including pushing off the ground, turning his hips, retracting his arms and throwing punches, as well as his breathing rhythm.

Moses subtly adjusted his breathing to match Garp's in an instant, feeling somewhat amused and exasperated.

"He's using the 'Free Breathing Method,' which is my breathing method, so you can't blame me for that."

His expression calmed, and he cleared his mind of distractions. He focused intently on punching in place, feeling the movement of every muscle in his body.

gradually,

With each punch, a vortex of air would erupt from the knuckles, bending the grass and trees in front of him.

The body's power generation movements are becoming more streamlined, and the techniques are becoming more refined.

Qi flows through the whole body, and strength flows through the whole body.

By carefully sensing the flow of energy within his body and recalling Garp's actions, Messer gradually gained an understanding.

"All the techniques of the 'Six Styles' are integrated into one, allowing one to develop their own style, acting freely and spontaneously, with power arising from the heart."

That's what Messer sensed from Karp's skills.

The next moment, Messer withdrew his senses. He had learned what he needed to learn, and continuing to learn would be excessive. Blindly imitating would only turn him into Garp instead of himself. It was enough to learn and understand this much.

"I've already learned what I needed to learn and know. The rest is up to me to hone my skills."

Hone your purity.

Moses took a deep breath and exhaled, exiting his celestial state.

Next, enjoy the embarrassing moments of Ace and his companion.

I don't know if he got tired of it, or if he didn't feel a sense of accomplishment without Messer Garp, but not long after, Garp stopped punching.

Just as Ace and the other two were about to fall to the ground, Garp easily caught them both, one in each arm.

Seeing the two men's pale, terrified faces, Garp gave a somewhat embarrassed smile.