32: Chapter 32 The Belt Leaves an Afterimage

Karl's left hand pressed down on Kizaru's shoulder, while his right hand slowly drew out that dark purple seven wolves belt.

"In the workplace, the thing most taboo is a 'workaholic' like you who doesn't understand the rules."

Karl folded the belt in mid-air, producing a teeth-gritting sound of leather friction.

"Forcing colleagues to work overtime every day, yet you're the first one wanting to leave early?"

"Since you like light speed so much."

Karl's eyes turned cold, and his right hand exerted force suddenly!

"Today, I'll let you taste what it's like to be whipped at light speed!!!"

"Snap! Snap, snap, snap, snap!"

The belt turned into an afterimage, landing solidly on Kizaru's sleazy face!

"Pfft!"

Kizaru's brown sunglasses instantly turned into powder!

The flesh on his old face rippled violently like water, and a mouthful of teeth mixed with blood sprayed out like a machine gun!

"Awwaaaahhh—!!!"

A dignified Admiral of Marineford actually let out a shrill scream like a slaughtered pig!

"This lash is to teach you to pout less in front of others from now on!"

"Snap!"

"This lash is to teach you to get off work on time from now on and stop coming to my territory to engage in rat-racing!"

"Snap!"

"This lash is for Luffy and Ace! Daring to scare my nephews, today I'll loosen up those old bones of yours!"

With every lash that fell, Kizaru would let out a wail that didn't sound human.

His signature yellow-striped suit had long been whipped into tattered rags flying everywhere.

Kizaru, a dignified Admiral, was whipped in mid-air with no power to fight back, his face smeared with tears and snot!

"Stop whipping me... Admiral Karl... I was wrong! I won't work overtime anymore!"

Kizaru wept and wailed, completely abandoning the dignity of an Admiral, begging for mercy desperately in mid-air.

He was truly beaten into submission, no, he was beaten into fear!

This wasn't a fight at all; it was a one-sided abuse!

[Ding! Detected that Admiral 'Kizaru' has experienced extreme physical pain and complete mental collapse!]

[Elderly dignity value has triggered a super critical hit! Dignity value skyrocketing +100000!]

Hearing the system's crazy notification sound of points arriving, Karl curled his lips in satisfaction.

He flicked his wrist and tucked the belt back into his waist.

"Get back to Marineford and clock in. If you dare to wander around Sabaody Archipelago again, next time I won't just whip your face—I'll hang you on the flagpole at Marineford and whip you!"

Karl kicked Kizaru in the chest as if tossing trash.

"Boom!"

Kizaru fell straight from the sky like a meteor that had lost its power, crashing heavily into the ruins and passing out on the spot.

The highest combat power of Marineford.

In front of this man wearing a floral shirt, he didn't even last five minutes before suffering a complete defeat!

"Is... is that Admiral Kizaru?!"

"Admiral Kizaru... was actually whipped unconscious by Admiral Karl with a belt?!"

The faith of the Marines was, on this day, repeatedly pressed to the ground and trampled upon by Karl with a single belt!

Meanwhile, inside Shakkys Rip-off Bar.

"Gulp..."

Rayleigh swallowed with difficulty, reached up to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his hand gripping the sword trembling slightly.

"Too brutal... is this what he called 'internal communication'?!"

Rayleigh had lived for most of his life; he had seen the clashes between Roger and Whitebeard at their peak, and had seen Garp chasing Roger all over the sea.

But he swore that he had never seen such an absurd and insulting way of fighting!

A dignified Admiral, without even a chance to fight back, being whipped and screaming continuously!

"Uncle is too awesome!!!"

Luffy was pressed against the window, his eyes shining, dancing with excitement.

"Uncle's 'Light Speed Whipping' move is simply invincible! Ace, did you write it down?"

Ace held a small notebook in his hand, his pen scribbling furiously on it, his face full of extreme admiration for his uncle.

"I wrote it down! In the future, when encountering enemies who like to glow, we have to use a belt to deal with them!"

Rayleigh listened from the side, speechless for a moment, silently mourning for the future of this sea in his heart.

These two, who were supposed to become Supernovas of the Worst Generation, had their worldviews completely derailed under the compulsory education of this unreasonable uncle.

"Cough, cough... cough, cough, cough..."

From the smoke-filled ruins of Area 13, a sound of extremely weak coughing came through.

Kizaru Borsalino crawled trembling from a pile of rubble; his yellow-striped suit, which symbolized the highest power of Marineford, had now been whipped into tattered rags, fluttering in the wind.

The brown sunglasses on his face had long since shattered into powder, bright red blood hung from the corners of his mouth, and his whole body was covered in crisscrossing red and purple whip marks. He looked like a homeless person who had just been beaten up by a gang, miserable to the extreme.

"Karl, that unreasonable lunatic... hiss! It hurts like hell!"

Kizaru gasped, reaching out to rub his swollen cheek, but it tugged at the wounds on his back, making him wince in pain.

He lifted his head with difficulty and looked around.

The surrounding Marine soldiers who had originally been fully armed and aggressive, following him to 'work overtime,' were all like frost-bitten eggplants, abandoning their armor and weapons, not even daring to glance in the direction of Shakkys Rip-off Bar.

"Admiral sir..." A Marine Rear Admiral with a soot-covered face crawled over, his voice filled with an uncontrollable crying tone, "What... what should we do now? Should we request reinforcements from Marineford?"

"Reinforcements? Reinforcements my ass!"

Kizaru slapped the Rear Admiral on the back of the head, cursing with a raspy voice: "Are you worried I haven't been whipped enough? Even my light speed was crushed by him like a rubber ball; you want to bring others here to suffer with me?"

The Rear Admiral shivered in fear and shook his head repeatedly.

Kizaru took a deep breath, enduring the intense pain as if his whole body was about to fall apart, "Retreat! Everyone board the ships immediately, return to Marineford!"

Kizaru turned around limping, gritting his teeth as he gave the order: "Let those five old things in Mary Geoise deal with this mess themselves!"

Accompanied by Kizaru's extremely aggrieved order, the remaining Marine forces fled Sabaody Archipelago in total disarray, like stray dogs.