Chojuro took a single hit from Garp. He disappeared on the spot.
Fuguki had only left behind a Water Clone at the moment of impact; his real body fled nearly a hundred meters away, yet he was still struck once, and died instantly all the same.
Such pitiful fragility was absolutely unworthy of the so-called strongest generation of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Hidden Mist.
They looked more like students who hadn't even graduated from the Academy.
"Soru!"
In the instant the remaining five swordsmen froze from witnessing their comrades' deaths, Garp, who was already over a hundred meters away, kicked off the ground with a deafening shockwave and vanished from sight.
Before the sharp, ear-piercing sonic boom could even unfold, he had already appeared right in front of Juzo.
"Is… is this really a speed a human can achieve?"
Juzo's pupils shrank violently.
If it were his usual self, he wouldn't even have time to react, he would simply die before knowing what happened.
But now, after absorbing the massive amount of chakra sealed inside the blade, his strength had skyrocketed.
As someone who excelled in close-quarters combat to begin with, he barely managed to raise the blade to block the incoming strike.
However, under Juzo's widening, horrified gaze, Garp, who had flashed right up to him, didn't even attempt to dodge the massive blade.
Instead, he simply raised his fist and slammed it straight into the blade.
Crack…
A sound like shattering glass rang out. The Executioner's Blade, which had taken the punch head-on, snapped apart like it was made of paper.
With the blade gone, Garp's fist descended like a falling meteor and sank brutally into Juzo's abdomen.
The moment the terrifying force erupted, a massive shockwave tore straight through his body, crushing his internal organs and blasting open a horrifying hole right in his gut.
"A-Are we really trying to fight something this monstrous…?"
Juzo muttered numbly as his knees gave out, collapsing atop the lake's surface.
As the final spark of his life was extinguished, his body fell backward into the water and was swept away by the current.
"Juzo!"
Another member of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen had been one-shot by Garp right before everyone's eyes.
Raiga, Kushimaru watched with eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, rage and terror twisting their faces as they snapped back from their stupor.
Once the seals were lifted from each blade, even the weakest of the Seven Swordsmen should've been capable of battling a Kage-class opponent one-on-one!
But now? Three full Swordsmen had died without surviving even a single strike from Garp.
After witnessing Garp's brutality, Raiga no longer dared allow him anywhere near.
He swung the Thunder Swords, Kiba, again and again, and under rolling thunderclaps, dozens of massive lightning serpents, each nearly a hundred meters long, lashed toward Garp in a dense wave.
"What are you all standing around for?"
"Get over here and surround this freak!"
"Or are you idiots just waiting for us to die so you can take our place among the Seven Swords?"
The remaining three swordsmen roared at the thousand Mist-nin gathered along the lake's edge, using Raiga's lightning barrage as cover.
"Tempest Kick!"
Staring at the incoming lightning serpents writhing toward him, Garp's expression remained calm as still water. He raised his leg and swept it outward.
The very air seemed unable to withstand the power of his kick, crying out with a series of shrill wails.
A moment later, a slashing shockwave, stretching across more than five hundred meters, exploded forth.
First, it sliced the dozens of lightning serpents cleanly in half; then, without losing momentum, it barreled straight toward Raiga.
"…Damn it… So that's how this old monster could keep nine Tailed Beasts as pets!"
Raiga's face went pale.
A single kick that cleaved through hundreds of meters… It was like he intended to cut the world itself in half.
Against a strike like that, Substitution Jutsu and Body Flicker were utterly meaningless.
Even after swapping places or flickering away, he'd still be within the shockwave's range. There was nothing to substitute with. Nowhere to flicker to.
"Ninja Art: Thunder Armour!"
With no other choice, Raiga summoned lightning to merge with the massive chakra beast cloaking his body, transforming himself into a towering armored thunder beast.
Crack….
But the armor had barely formed when the massive shockwave slammed into him with unstoppable force, and before Raiga's eyes could even register despair.
The attack sliced straight through his armor, his twin blades, and his body, cutting all of them cleanly in half.
"Run!"
As the fourth swordsman died in a single blow, Kushimaru and the others completely snapped.
What pride of the Seven Swordsmen?
What challenge match?
What Will of Water?
All of it was thrown out the window.
With Garp casually splitting lightning and shattering the earth, carrying a power akin to a living Sage of Six Paths, all of their will to fight was crushed into dust.
Their minds went blank except for one word, escape.
They didn't even spare a thought for the thousand Mist-nin who had come with them.
At this moment, the three remaining swordsmen wanted nothing more than to run as far as they could.
"So this is how you all greet me on behalf of Byakuren?"
Watching the hapless trio flee for their lives, Garp leapt into the air, stepping through the sky as though solid beneath his feet.
Rising a hundred meters high, he slowly curled his fingers into a fist.
Then he punched the air.
"Galaxy Impact!"
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