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Chapter 135: Assault on Garp's Ass
Garp spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and cracked his neck, his gaze piercing through the dust-filled sky to finally take a serious look at the brat who had been hiding in the back, taking potshots at him.
That series of defensive measures just now...
That extremely wretched positioning...
That tone of voice that made one's teeth itch with hatred...
And that pouty expression that, despite the new hairstyle, still begged to be punched...
It all felt somewhat familiar.
He took a step forward, the killing intent radiating from his body suddenly retracting slightly, replaced by a strange curiosity.
At the same time.
Standing atop the high wall, Kizaru was also looking down at the dark-skinned brute below.
Those wild, undisciplined punches...
That fighting style that knew only how to charge headfirst...
That idiotic energy of laughing "Bwahahaha" while fighting...
Most importantly, the way that dark-skinned brat dug for gold in his nose just now was exactly the same as a certain old bastard.
Kizaru's finger, in the middle of pushing up his sunglasses, froze in mid-air.
The wind suddenly stopped.
A moment of bizarre silence fell over the battlefield.
Garp's eyes widened, pointing at Kizaru on the high wall, his mouth forming an "O" shape.
Kizaru's sunglasses slid halfway down his nose, revealing those dead fish eyes, as he also pointed at Garp below.
Their gazes met in mid-air, as if sparks and lightning were clashing.
The next second.
Two voices rang out simultaneously, filled with disbelief and shock.
"Eh?!"
"Eh?!"
"Eh!?"
"Eh!?"
Standing atop the high wall, Kizaru—now the Rock youth "Doi"—let his sunglasses slide to the middle of his nose bridge.
"Oh my, oh my..."
Kizaru tilted his head, the corner of his mouth curling into a trademark arc, his voice dragging out lazily.
"What a truly scary expression. Are all brats from Cloud Village so impolite?"
Garp's eyebrows instantly twisted into a knot.
Even if you changed bodies, even if you turned into a brat of a few years old, that stench of slacking off that seeped from your bones... it's definitely you.
"It is you!"
Normally at Marine Headquarters, you're the Hero, I'm the Admiral, and I have to give you some face.
But in a dungeon, we are competitors!
If I pretend not to recognize him now...
Couldn't I beat this old geezer up openly and rightfully?
An opportunity like this... once this village is passed, there won't be another shop like it.
Thinking of this, the expression on Kizaru's face instantly became even more innocent, even carrying a trace of perfectly timed confusion.
"Don't try to get friendly with me, kid."
He tilted his head, shoving his hands back into his pockets, looking down at Garp from above.
Garp froze.
He blinked twice, looking at the brat above who had "I am very innocent" written all over his face.
Could I really be mistaken?
But that feeling of wanting to imprint a shoe print on his face can't be wrong!
"Stop playing dumb with this old man!"
Garp roared, stomping his foot, ready to charge up the wall.
"That wretched aura of yours... the entire sea... no, the entire Ninja World couldn't find a second one!"
"Don't be rash! Raito!"
A grabbed Garp by the back of his collar, forcibly yanking him back.
They had been delayed for too long. Iwagakure reinforcements would arrive any moment.
That massive explosion just now must have been heard by nearby strongholds. If they didn't leave now, they would be surrounded and dumplings would be made of them.
"Forget about that brat! He's stalling for time!"
A pointed at the rock walls closing in around them rapidly.
"He's reorganizing the fortifications! He wants to trap us here to die!"
"Bee! Open a path!"
"Yo! Big Brother speaks, gotta make it boom! Tailed Beast power, clearing the room! Yeah!"
Although Killer B's face was covered in soot, his spirit was still high.
Eight red chakra tails suddenly erupted from behind him. He dropped to all fours like an out-of-control bull and rammed straight into the rock wall directly in front of them.
RUMBLE!
The thick Earth Flow Rampart was forcibly smashed open, creating a gap.
"Go!"
A shouted, grabbing Garp, ready to rush towards the breach.
"Oh my, wanting to leave?"
On the high wall, Kizaru watched the three trying to flee below, a subtle, mischievous smile curling the corner of his mouth.
I finally caught a chance to use this old geezer Garp as target practice; how can I let you slip away so easily?
"Since you're here, wouldn't it be too disrespectful not to leave a souvenir behind?"
Kizaru extended a finger. He didn't condense chakra at the tip, but simply flicked it upward gently.
"Light Release: Crystal Mirror Heavenly Array!"
Clatter!
A crisp sound, like shattering glass, suddenly came from the sky.
A jerked his head up, his pupils constricting violently.
High above their heads, dozens of crystal shards, thin as cicada wings, were suspended in the air.
These were mirrors formed by using Earth Release to extract quartz from the sand and condensing it under high pressure.
Every mirror was angled perfectly, facing the blinding sun in the sky.
Sunlight struck the mirrors, undergoing layers of refraction and focusing.
Finally, dozens of blinding spots of light converged, aimed directly at the fleeing trio.
"Although it's not as convenient as the Glint-Glint Fruit, as long as the principles are the same, light is something that is everywhere~"
Kizaru's finger slashed downwards sharply.
"Light Release: Focused Heat Ray!"
Sizzle—!!!
The smell of burning instantly filled the air.
A beam of light, only as thick as a thumb but bright enough to blind, descended from the sky with incredible speed.
The target was straight at—Garp's ass.
"Bwaaaahhh!!"
Garp, who was being dragged by his collar by A, suddenly let out a miserable scream, bouncing up as if he had been electrocuted.
He clutched his butt and looked back. A hole had been burned through his pants, and a stinging, fiery pain radiated from the skin underneath.
"Bastard!!"
Garp grimaced in pain. This was absolutely no ordinary ninjutsu!
This high temperature, this speed, and this underhanded method of specifically aiming for the lower body!
"And you say it isn't you!!"
Garp was so angry his hair stood on end, pointing at the high wall and cursing loudly.
Kizaru stood on high, pushed up his sunglasses, and spread his hands innocently.
"Oh my, did I miss?"
"I originally intended to aim for the legs. It seems the precision of this technique still needs adjustment~"
While he spoke of adjustment, his fingers moved again.
This time, the crystal mirrors in the sky rapidly changed formation.
It wasn't just a single beam.
Over a dozen focused rays of sunlight rained down like a laser shower, sealing off all of the trio's escape routes.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
Bottomless black holes were burned into the ground. Under the high heat, the rock even began to melt into magma.
"What kind of ninjutsu is this exactly?!"
A was forced to stop. He cranked his Lightning Release Armor to the max and tanked a beam head-on.
Zzzzt!
The Lightning Release Armor, known as the absolute defense, actually emitted a wisp of green smoke where the seemingly insignificant beam hit.
Although it didn't pierce through, the scorching heat was conducted through the chakra to his skin.
A was horrified.
A Kekkei Genkai I've never seen before.
When did Iwagakure produce such a monster!
"Don't stop! You'll be burned to ash!"
Killer B waved his seven swords, attempting to slice apart the beams, but the blades had no effect on the light. Instead, they were heated red-hot by the high temperature.
"Hot, hot, hot! My blades are turning into branding irons! My hands are gonna be cooked! Fool! Ya fool!"
Killer B screamed strangely, throwing the swords away and hopping around while covering his ears.
"Hehehe~"
Watching the three scurrying like rats below, especially Garp jumping around clutching his butt, Kizaru felt incredibly refreshed.
This was even more delightful than receiving double wages.
"Let's add something a bit more exciting."
Kizaru formed a seal with both hands.
The crystal mirrors in the sky suddenly began to spin. The beams no longer shot straight but began to fire wildly and irregularly.
It was like a disco ball had gone out of control.
"Light Release: Laser Dance!"
This move was pure chaotic mayhem.
The ground instantly erupted.
Relying on his beast-like intuition, Garp dodged left and right amidst the dense "laser rain."
But he discovered that the damn "Doi" seemed to be targeting him specifically.
Everyone else's beams were random.
The beams shot at him were all predicted shots!
And the angles were extremely tricky!
One moment aiming for the armpit, the next for the heel. Two beams even grazed his scalp, giving him a free perm.
"Bo... You bastard!!"
Garp rolled on the ground in a sorry state to dodge, screaming in anger.
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