bookbashuk Chapter 101 Jinbe Submits: The Third Shichibukai Subordinate
Chapter 101 Jinbe Submits: The Third Shichibukai Subordinate
Chapter 101 Jinbe Submits to the Third Shichibukai Subordinate
The onlookers automatically stepped back, clearing a circular space in the open area in front of the warehouse.
The Sea King's army retreated a few steps, but they were reluctant to go far—when else would they have the chance to see a battle of this caliber? The thugs of Fishman Street stared wide-eyed, eager to see how their boss would teach this arrogant human a lesson.
As for the pirates on Norton's side, they all stood there with their arms crossed, their expressions as relaxed as could be.
Steel Hand leaned against the coral wall beside him, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and gave Nami a wink.
Nami shrugged, as if to say, "Let him be, we can't stop him anyway."
In the center of the arena, Norton and Jinbe stood face to face.
"Are you ready?" Norton asked.
Jinbe took a deep breath, tensed all his muscles, and assumed the starting stance of Fishman Karate.
"bring it on."
Norton, however, did not move.
"You make the first move."
Jinbe was taken aback.
"Let me make the first move?"
"Go ahead if I let you go first." Norton's tone was casual. "It's no fun if the battle ends too quickly. Let me at least see the strength of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."
This makes it sound as if the outcome was already decided, and all that's left is to go through the motions.
Jinbe paused for a moment, then laughed.
Although there was a hint of helplessness in that smile, there was even more of a sense of pride.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jinbe stomped his right foot on the ground, propelling himself forward like a cannonball. The stone slab beneath his feet shattered with a deafening roar, cracks spreading outwards.
He tucked his right fist to his waist, and all the power in his body was concentrated in that fist at that moment.
The essence of Fishman Karate lies not in flashy moves, but in the ultimate concentration of power.
Fishman Karate -
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Jinbe roared and threw out his right fist with a bang.
"Six thousand tiles, straight punch!"
The fist whistled through the air, tearing it apart with a piercing scream. The power of this punch was enough to shatter six thousand tiles stacked together; it represented the pinnacle of Jinbe's lifelong training.
"Six thousand watts?!"
One of the thugs in Fishman Street cried out in alarm.
"Jinbe has actually reached the 6,000-watt level!"
"The most I've ever seen him use before was five thousand watts!"
"That punch would severely injure any human, even if they didn't die!"
The thugs got excited, as if they could already see Norton being knocked away.
The Neptune Army soldiers were equally shocked.
As guardians of Fishman Island, each of them had practiced Fishman Karate.
This combat technique is considered the culmination of the Fishman Island race's combat skills, and it can fully utilize the Fishman's powerful arm strength.
Historically, only a very small number of people have been able to achieve a power level of 5 watts, which is enough to penetrate a warship, and 6000 watts...
They had never witnessed the power of Mewa's Fishman Karate straight punch. They could only rely on their imagination.
But I imagine it's powerful enough to split mountains and seas!
With this in mind, the Sea King Army's eyes burned with fervor, eager to see what would happen after this punch, out of reverence for the pinnacle of martial arts.
But what happened next left all the words stuck in their throats.
Norton raised his left hand, fist and palm meeting, the shockwave spreading outwards, stirring up a gust of wind, cracking the ground, and sending shards of stone flying. Onlookers quickly raised their hands to shield themselves.
Norton, however, stood rooted to the spot, unmoved. His left hand held Jinbe's fist firmly, his fingers clenched, gripping it tightly.
Jinbe remained frozen in his punching stance.
"This...this is impossible..."
The thugs of Fishman Street were all dumbfounded.
"That's a full six thousand tiles of pure force!"
"How could you possibly catch it with just one hand!"
"It can't be real!"
The Neptune Army was equally dumbfounded.
As the guardians of Fishman Island, they knew Jinbe's strength better than anyone else.
That man was a once-in-a-century powerhouse among the Fish-Men, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and the guardian deity of Fish-Man Island.
However, his strongest attack was caught by the silver-haired human with one hand.
It was effortless and understated!
"This..." The leading merman warrior opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
On the other hand, Norton's pirates remained calm.
"Making a fuss over nothing." Someone even muttered, "King can even beat Garp, what's so strange about him taking a punch?"
Steel Hand exhaled a puff of smoke, her face expressionless. She had known this would happen, so there was nothing to be surprised about.
Nami stood to the side, thinking to herself that if these people had witnessed Norton punching through a thundercloud, their eyes would probably pop out of their sockets.
In the center of the field, Jinbe was panting heavily.
That punch was his strongest attack, pouring most of his power into it. But now that Norton had grabbed his fist, he truly felt the difference in strength between them.
That feeling is like waves crashing against rocks.
No matter how big the waves are, the reef remains completely still.
"I lost." Jinbe loosened his fist, took a step back, and said calmly, "Although I knew I couldn't win, I didn't expect the difference to be this great."
Norton released his grip without saying a word.
Jinbe took a few deep breaths to calm his surging blood and qi. Although it was just a simple move, the recoil from that punch still made his blood and qi surge.
He looked up at Norton.
"Come on, let me see if I can take your punch."
Norton raised an eyebrow slightly.
Are you sure?
"I'm sure." Jinbe said seriously, "We've come this far, we have to give it a try. Even if I can't catch it, at least I can give myself an explanation."
Norton looked at him for two seconds and nodded.
"OK."
He raised his right hand and casually pushed it towards Jinbe.
Jinbe instinctively tensed his entire body, preparing to receive the impact.
But nothing happened.
Jinbe stood there, bewildered.
The surrounding audience was also stunned.
"What happened?"
"Missed it?"
"Is Boss Jinbe alright?"
The thugs of Fishman Street looked at each other, completely bewildered.
But then, a strange sound came from behind.
Plop—
Thump thump—
Everyone turned to look.
Then, they saw a sight they would never forget.
Outside Fishman Island, in the deep blue seawater separated by bubble membrane, a vacuum zone appeared.
It was a straight line, stretching outwards from the edge of Fishman Island all the way to the horizon. The seawater along the line seemed to have been forcibly cleaved open by some force, forming a huge void.
Inside the cavity, countless fish are falling.
Big and small, colorful fish that were swimming leisurely in the seawater now seemed to have lost their buoyancy and were falling down in dense numbers.
Further away, several enormous sea kings were also falling.
Those enormous creatures that usually roam the deep sea could not even struggle at this moment, and just fell straight down like several collapsed mountain peaks.
Everyone stared in disbelief at what was happening.
Silence reigned.
After a long while, someone finally managed to swallow hard.
"That...that is..."
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"Admiral Norton's punching power?"
"How is that possible... the bubble wrap is completely unharmed?"
Yes, the force of the punch pierced through the seawater, destroying everything in its path, yet it bypassed the bubble membrane of Fishman Island. That thin membrane remained intact, without even the slightest ripple.
Norton withdrew his hand, his tone indifferent.
"Absolute control over power."
He looked at Jinbe as if explaining, or as stating a simple fact.
Have you ever heard of "hitting a cow from across a mountain"?
Jinbe opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Behind him, in the seawater, the schools of fish that had fallen continued to drop, as if there was no end in sight.
After a long time, Jinbe slowly lowered his head.
"I concede defeat."
His voice was low, but very calm.
"From this day forward, I, Jinbe, am willing to submit."