Bang!!!

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared between Garp and Luther, grabbing the two attacking hands of both parties.

Seeing the person coming, Garp threw away his hand unhappily and took two steps back:

"Zefa, do you want to help him?"

The person who came was Zefa who had left before. At this time, Zefa was in a very unstable mood and ignored Garp at all. He just looked at Luther with red eyes.

Seeing Zefa's appearance, Luther breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had prepared the phone bug before, otherwise he might have been beaten in vain.

"Under the Lutheran Temple!"

Zefa called out Luther's honorific and did not say the rest.

But looking at his expression, Luther knew in his heart that he was doing the right thing.

Not killing General Zefa does not mean that he still clings to the innocence he once had after the death of his wife and children.

"Chief Instructor Zefa, please help me be a witness this time."

Luther smiled slightly, but did not let Zefa help him stop Garp.

Facing Zefa's puzzled eyes, Luther looked at Garp not far away:

"Garp, do you really want to beat me up?"

"That's right! Although I don't know why Zefa wants to help you, it can't stop me."

Garp clenched his fists with a look of displeasure on his face.

"In that case, let's have a fight, with the same physical fitness as me, without using Haki and Six Styles."

Luther opened his arms towards Garp and extended his invitation, with a certain kind of madness in his eyes.

His words stunned everyone present.

Gion's expression was complicated, Sengoku looked like he was watching a show, and Zefa also sighed lightly.

The courage Luther is showing now is worthy of the overlord-like Celestial Dragon.

"Hahahaha! That's great! I agree!"

Garp grinned, naturally he had no reason to refuse.

Even if there were more restrictions, he could beat Luther violently.

"Come on!"

Luther adjusted his posture and took the initiative to leave Zefa, his eyes fixed on Garp.

His attitude now is very different from before.

Before Zefa came, he was angry that he was not strong enough and that he did not think far enough.

He is not afraid of being beaten, he is only afraid of being beaten for being stupid.

He now understands what Zefa meant before.

He was too comfortable before and did not have the heart to face the strong.

And when Garp came this time, he just completed his transformation.

Although he will still not let Garp go in the future, he will not miss the opportunity that should be used.

"Come!"

Garp laughed a few times and punched Luther again.

This time it was just an ordinary fist, but with his rich experience, Luther found it difficult to dodge.

"Ahem!"

Luther was beaten again and coughed twice violently.

He ignored the pain in his body and punched Garp in the face.

Facing his attack, Garp did not stop him at all and allowed him to attack his face.

Bang!

There was some redness and swelling on Garp's face, but he ignored it and punched Luther in the face again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of hammering fists kept ringing.

The two almost gave up their defense and just punched each other's body.

Not far away from the two of them, Warring States and Zefa watched the battle nervously.

Warring States and Zefa looked more and more serious, ready to save people at any time.

Gion collapsed to the side, clenching Jinpira tightly with his right hand, his eyes full of unwillingness.

It was just a punch, and now it is difficult for her to even stand up.

This was not counting Garp's full blow, but it was just a weapon-colored domineering one, and she was beaten so hard that she couldn't get up.

Too weak...

With me like this, I can't even protect myself, let alone stand by Luther's side.

"Wow!"

Luther spat out a mouthful of blood again, but his face looked sickly and excited.

This kind of direct fist-to-foot contact was something he had never dared to think about before.

After becoming a Tianlong, he cherished his body even more and tried his best to prevent himself from being in dangerous places.

The advantage of this is that he feels safe at all times, but he also lacks the opportunity to experience combat.

"The power is still too weak..."

Luther said regretful words, but he laughed loudly and punched Garp in the eye again.

Even though his strength was not enough, when Garp did not defend himself, the power of countless punches was superimposed, and Garp's old face was still swollen.

"Humph!"

Garp continued to take Luther's sandbags, and hit him with both fists without hesitation, hitting Luther until he vomited blood.

Under the continuous blows, Luther was a little confused at this time and acted almost instinctively.

Seeing such a situation, Warring States frowned slightly and was about to stop it.

But Zefa stopped him and stared at Luther's eyes:

"Wait a minute!"

Hearing Zefa say this, there are some differences in the Warring States strategy.

But when he saw Luther's increasingly brighter eyes, he suddenly had a vague feeling...

"No way..."

Thinking of some possibility, Warring States raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

On the court, feeling that his body was about to be unable to hold on any longer, Luther smiled instead.

Not because he can be freed, but...

"It's time..."

Luther's eyes suddenly burst out with a cold light, a domineering aura rose from his body, and all the domineering aura poured out towards Garp.

Since the first time he used Overlord Color, Luther has never released it again.

Even Garp was somewhat relaxed because Luther did not release him again.

Caught off guard, Garp fell into a brief trance.

The strength of the overlord color does not depend on strength, but on the courage of the owner.

In terms of courage, Luther, who wants to use the world as his chess piece, has always been his strong point.

With Garp's strength, being so unprotected at such a close range and absorbing Luther's overbearing lust is enough to make him lose his mind for a second.

Taking advantage of this only opportunity, Luther pulled Ace out of his waist for the first time and stabbed Garp.

Tsk!

Between the electric light and flint, a bright red flashed.

At the critical moment, Garp just subconsciously avoided the vital point, but still felt a pain in his waist.

Ace pierced his body, and there were blood holes on the front and back of his waist, with blood gushing out.

"Haha, this sword was struck by me, Gion!!!"

Luther let out a mocking laugh, but his body could no longer support him, and he fell to the ground holding Ace.
To be continued...