Under Me, I Would Like To Call You The Strongest!

The Whitebeard Pirates fled across the turbulent sea, their ship speeding several nautical miles away before anyone dared to stop.

"That should be far enough," someone muttered, trying to convince themselves.

But as they turned to glance back at the battlefield, a figure emerged from the sky—a terrifying presence that seemed to command the very air. The oppressive aura was palpable, even from such a distance.

"What is this power?!" one of the crew gasped, their voice tinged with fear.

"How can it reach us here?!" another cried out, gripping the railing.

"This monstrosity... Can Father truly face it?" For the first time, even the most devoted captains harbored doubts.

Suddenly, Whitebeard's booming voice shattered their thoughts. "AWAKEN!"

The sky shifted, the world itself trembling in response. The sharp crack of splitting space echoed like the roar of a thousand storms. Above, the heavens fractured, an intricate web of cracks spanning from horizon to horizon. Below, the earth trembled, its stones rising in defiance of gravity as winds howled like vengeful spirits.

This was no ordinary power.

Paramecia fruit users could transform their surroundings—assimilate them—but this... this was different. The Shock-Shock Fruit's awakening was cataclysmic, as if the world itself rebelled against the laws of nature.

Luo Lan, watching from afar, could hardly believe his eyes. "This... this isn't just power. It's the end of everything."

On the battlefield, Finn's voice rang out. "Impressive. But let's see how you handle this!"

With blinding speed, Finn unleashed a punch that tore through the air, creating a compressed shockwave shaped like an elephant's foot. It hurtled towards Whitebeard like a cannonball of destruction.

"Gu la la la!" Whitebeard laughed, his massive form undaunted. "You're the strongest opponent I've faced in a long time!"

He raised his legendary weapon, Cong Yunqie, and energy surged through it. The blade, now encased in the vibrating fractures of space, became a harbinger of devastation.

"Awakening: Heaven's Blade—Shock Bomb!" Whitebeard roared as he swung the sword upward. The sky responded, its web of cracks drawn to the blade as if obeying a celestial command. The energy amassed into a single, massive sphere of pure vibration that met Finn's air cannon head-on.

BOOM!

The collision unleashed a vortex of energy, leveling mountains and tearing forests apart. The sea boiled, waves towering like mountains as they rolled outward, threatening even the Moby Dick miles away.

"Not safe! Move!" one of the captains yelled as the crew scrambled to steer their ship further out.

Even Ace, in his elemental flame form, struggled to maintain composure as the shockwaves rippled through him. "This power... it's unreal," he muttered, his fiery body flickering under the pressure.

Back on the battlefield, Whitebeard steadied himself, panting heavily but grinning like a madman. "Finn, if you've got more, show me now!"

Finn smirked. "You asked for it." His next punch, faster and stronger, tore through the sky with an even greater force.

Each clash escalated. Third speed. Fourth speed. Each strike more devastating than the last, yet Whitebeard met them all with relentless determination, drawing upon his reserves and the awakening of his fruit. The battlefield became unrecognizable—an apocalyptic wasteland of fractured earth and sky.

Finally, Whitebeard made his stand. Gripping Cong Yunqie with both hands, he shouted, "Awakening: Heaven's Blade—Ultimate Shock Bomb!" The cracks in space converged into the weapon, creating a sphere of energy the size of a mountain.

Finn, unyielding, summoned his most powerful attack. "Fifth Speed!"

Their ultimate moves collided, and the world seemed to hold its breath. The explosion that followed obliterated the island, leaving behind only fragments of land scattered across the sea.

As the dust settled, Whitebeard lay exhausted, his body trembling from the effort. He watched as Finn descended from the sky, his silhouette framed by the dissipating energy.

Standing over him, Finn spoke calmly, his voice carrying the weight of victory. "Whitebeard, beneath me, you truly are the strongest."