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Chapter 416: A Senzu Bean Brings Back Full Health! Madara's Mind is Broken
Gulp.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone present, Garp's dry, charred throat bobbed as he swallowed the green bean.
The next second.
BOOM————————!!!!
A dense, practically tangible burst of green life force instantly erupted from Garp's body!
That wasn't ordinary healing. That was a reconstruction on the level of life itself! That was restoration on a conceptual level!
Sizzle—!
The layer of charred dead skin covering Garp's body instantly shattered and sloughed off like shattered porcelain, revealing newborn muscle—as pink and tender as a baby's, yet brimming with explosive power!
His previously severed meridians instantly reconnected in this moment. His previously depleted chakra and Haki replenished in an instant, like floodwaters bursting through a dam!
In just the blink of an eye, the old man who had already stepped through the gates of death had actually revived at full health!
"Huu…"
Garp slowly stood up from the ground. He rolled his neck, eliciting a series of sharp popping sounds from his bones. A heart-palpitating red light ignited in his eyes once more.
Although the side effects of the Eight Inner Gates still existed, with the dual buffs of the Sage Body and the Senzu Bean, his current condition was simply at its absolute peak! It was even better than before he opened the Gate of Death!
"This…"
Hovering in mid-air, Madara Uchiha was utterly dumbfounded. For the first time, that perpetually haughty and indifferent face cracked, giving way to an expression of complete breakdown. He stared fixedly at the fully restored Garp, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!"
"Your life force had clearly burned out!"
"How is it possible to instantly recover as if nothing happened?!"
"You're fucking cheating!!"
Madara's mind was broken. Completely and utterly broken.
He had fought so many wars and battled Hashirama Senju for a lifetime, yet he had never seen such a shameless fighting style! He had just risked half his life to finally whittle him down, and now Garp eats a single bean and is back to full health?
How the hell was he supposed to fight this?!
"Cheating?"
On the ground, Garp cracked a wide grin, revealing two rows of pearly white teeth. He rolled his wrists, feeling the surging power within his body that was practically overflowing.
"I paid for this!"
"This is the joy of a pay-to-win player. What the hell would a native NPC like you know about it?!"
Before his voice even faded away, Garp's figure vanished once more.
Fast!
Faster than even the Night Guy from before!
Because this time, Madara's attention had been entirely focused on the Marine Admirals. He hadn't expected in the slightest that the biggest threat would actually come from the "dead man"!
"Shit!!"
Madara's scalp instantly went numb, a chilling sensation of death shooting straight to the crown of his head. He wanted to defend himself. He wanted to wrap himself in the Truth-Seeking Orbs.
But it was too late.
A gust of violent wind had already fluttered the stray hairs on his forehead. That nightmare-inducing fist had already appeared a mere centimeter from the tip of his nose. Garp's enlarged, wildly grinning face was right in front of him.
"Madara…"
"Who did you say would run out of stamina first?"
Garp's voice exploded in Madara's ears like the death knell of hell itself.
"In my current state…"
"I can keep dancing with you for another three days and three nights!!!"
BOOM!!!
There were no flashy techniques. There was no need to charge up. It was just a simple, unadorned, straightforward—
"Fist of Love: Full Health Edition"
THUD!!!!
This punch landed squarely on Madara's still-astonished face. In that instant, Madara felt as if his features had caved in. His mind went blank. His soul felt as if it had been knocked right out of his body by the blow.
His newly repaired body once again let out a groan of unbearable strain under the weight of this utterly barbaric physical force.
Crack!
His skull fractured. Madara was sent flying by the punch like a broken ragdoll. But in mid-air, his body began to disintegrate inch by inch.
This time, there was no regeneration. Because within this punch, there wasn't just Garp's full power, but also the straw that broke the camel's back!
The balance of chakra within Madara's body had been completely shattered!
"Im… Impossible…"
A final thought flashed through Madara's blurry consciousness.
I… actually lost to a bean…
RUMBLE!!!
Madara Uchiha's body smashed heavily into the ground, turning into a sky full of motes of light.
[Ding! Congratulations on clearing the Team Dungeon: Eye of the Moon Plan!]
[Boss Madara Uchiha has been defeated!]
[Clearance Evaluation: SSS-Class!]
The cold system notification rang out across the entire battlefield, echoing simultaneously through the dead-silent Foosha Village tavern.
They won.
They actually won.
Using the most absurd, unreasonable, yet blood-pumping method possible.
They won!
Amidst the ruins, Garp blew the white smoke rising from his fist, curling his lips with an expression of unfulfilled desire.
"Tch, he really couldn't take a hit."
"I hadn't even finished warming up."
Looking at the old bastard who was still bragging, Sengoku and the three Admirals, slumped on the ground, exchanged glances. Then, in unison, they rolled their eyes and cursed internally:
Old freak!
"Ding!"
"Congratulations on clearing the Team Dungeon: Eye of the Moon Plan!"
The cold mechanical voice abruptly sounded within the main hall of the Foosha Village tavern. The originally dead-silent tavern instantly exploded like an ignited powder keg.
The empty space in front of the bar counter suddenly distorted. Five dazzling pillars of light descended from the sky, slamming heavily onto the wooden floor of the tavern like swords tearing through dimensions.
As the light faded, five men draped in tattered Marine Justice cloaks slowly stepped out of the teleportation array. The air was instantly filled with a suffocating stench of blood and scorched flesh.
"Gurararara!"
"You Marine brats actually managed to slaughter that 'god'?!"
Whitebeard abruptly stood up, his Murakumogiri slamming into the floor, shattering the wood. His eyes burned with unprecedented fanaticism and wariness.
In a corner not far away, Kaido of the Beasts' massive frame was trembling violently. He stared fixedly at the charred but still standing Garp, the corners of his eyes even cracking and bleeding from extreme excitement.
"Fantastic…"
"This is a true battle!"
"Even if I die, I have to go to that world and fight a match!"
Kaido roared like a madman, the dragon scales on his body faintly appearing as his violent Conqueror's Haki leaked out uncontrollably.
And in the deeper shadows, the King of the World, Imu, draped in a black robe, tightly clenched his fists. Those mysterious eyes were now filled with poorly concealed jealousy and greed.
Why?
How could a few mere Marine mortals touch such world-destroying, heaven-shaking mighty power?!
"Oh my, that was a close call…" Kizaru limped over to the bar counter, his sleazy face unusually devoid of its usual flippancy.
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