Bullfighting Arena, in the spectator stands.
Old Cai: "Old man, Luffy is in Zone C like us!"
Abu: "If you want to kill him, do it in the game!"
Kavan and Dixu also had a hateful look on their faces. "I will never let you escape! Magic Sword, you're in Zone D like me, right? I'll definitely take your head! "
Some players heard the commotion and rushed over. "What happened here just now? Why is it so messy? "
"I heard someone say Magic Sword and Straw Hat …"
"Magic Sword? Tsenki and Luffy are here too? "
Little did they know that Chen Wan and Lucian were hiding outside the spectator stands, continuing to watch the game in Zone B.
Dressrosa's captain, Tank Lepante, swung the hammer in his hand fiercely, glaring at the cruel and despicable brothers in front of him.
These brothers were notorious bounty hunters, hated by both Marines and pirates. Jett and Abdola.
They attacked Lepante from the front and back, making it impossible for him to take care of both the front and back.
The despicable thing about these brothers was that they specialized in attacking the enemy's weak points, attacking their backs. They were also agile and often caught people off guard.
Sure enough, just as Lepante was about to attack Abdola in front, Jett had already pierced his heart from behind.
"Tank Lepante has fallen! He has become a ghost under the blades of Abdola and Jett! "The host announced the battle as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Even the spectators couldn't stand it anymore. "These brothers are really, using such dirty means!"
The host continued, "More than a hundred people have already fallen and lost their qualifications. Now there are only thirty people left in the ring!"
The number of people protecting King Elizabello II was decreasing. Military Counselor Dagama's expression became serious. "We just need to wait a little longer! No matter how difficult it is to deal with the last surviving guy, as long as we have this King's Fist … "
The battle on the field was deadlocked and fierce. The bounty hunter brothers, who had already killed more than twenty people, revealed an even more bloodthirsty smile. "Who's next?"
Jett: "Heehee! Who wants to shed some blood? "
Just when the two of them were unstoppable, a vigorous figure flew over. Even they, who had always been agile, could not react in time.
"Spring · Straight Punch!"
It turned out to be Springman "Hyena" Bellamy. Not only was his movements faster than the two of them, his fists were also powerful enough to send the two of them flying out of the arena.
"Bellamy!" The audience immediately erupted into cheers when they saw how he defeated his opponent.
The host was also very excited. "Strong, fierce, these words are only suitable for this man!"
Everyone's eyes focused on another spot. "Look! That fishman is so powerful, I got goosebumps just looking at him! "
"That's the famous Fishman Karate, right?"
Host: "Those who fought against him before were all KO 'ed in one hit. He's really too strong! There's another man who's pushing forward with a fiery aura, the Fishman Warrior, Hakku!! "
Hakku's strength also made people sweat. Wherever his fists went, they were sent flying.
While everyone was engaged in a bloody battle, on the other side, a contestant was lying leisurely on the edge of the arena with one hand supporting his head. He was actually playing the role of a spectator, leisurely looking at the arena.
"What's that guy doing?"
"I'm speechless. How far does he want to go before he gives up?"
"Get out if you don't want to compete, Bartolomio!!"
Seeing Bartolomio's condescending attitude and leisurely attitude, the audience all expressed their dissatisfaction.
Not only the audience, but the host was even more dissatisfied with him. "He's actually playing the role of a spectator in front of everyone. Does that guy even take the competition seriously?"
Right at this moment, Hakku slowly walked over and looked down at Bartolomio with a serious expression. "Kid, everyone else is seriously participating in the competition, but I'm going to punch you. Excuse me!"
Bartolomio had an indifferent expression, as if he didn't even see him. He continued to lie there and even picked at his ears.
The host: "He's here! This hero is the Fishman Warrior, Hakku! "
The audience: "Let's go! Kill this guy, Hakku! "
Bartolomio's contemptuous attitude made Hakku even angrier.
"Four Thousand Coins, Tile's Fist!"
Hakku's fist pierced through the air, and the wind from his punch was like a tsunami.
Instantly, blood splattered everywhere.
The scene that everyone had imagined didn't happen.
Instead, Hakku, who had thrown the punch, was bounced back. It was as if he had punched an iron wall, and blood kept flowing out of his fist.
Everyone was stunned.
From the beginning to the end, Bartolomio just lay there without moving.
"What did he do? The one who fell was Hakku? What's going on? "
"What was that just now? Who … who is that guy?! "
This man … was truly unfathomable.
Hakku was lying on the ground, almost unconscious.
"Ha … Hakku was defeated?" Although the host said that, he still couldn't accept what had happened. He calmed down a little and continued, "The winner is still hard to predict. There are still twenty people left in Area B!"
Bartolomio finally stood up and patted the dust off his body. "It's about time to see the result!"
Bellamy's gaze also focused on him. He licked his lips. "There's a very arrogant guy here …"
On the other side, Elizabello II was still gathering energy for his "King's Fist".
Military Advisor Dagama had an excited look on his face. "Jihaha, almost everyone is injured! It's time! "
Just then, the Long-Legged Fighter, Brukili, kicked the mysterious Swordsman Ricky to the ground.
Cheers erupted from the audience again.
"I hate these cheers, and I hate Doflamingo even more!"
This was the inner monologue of the fallen Swordsman Ricky.
Some people were still guarding Elizabello II. "Thanks to Dagama's plan, the number of people on the field has decreased greatly!"
"Once the signal is given, we'll break this formation!"
"Then we'll decide the final winner among us!"
"Yoho!"
Just at this critical moment, a tall and thin man dashed over, his iron-whip-like legs kicking over several people.
It was the Long-Legged Fighter, Brukili.
Not only that, they also felt that they were being attacked from behind.
"Don't mess up the formation! Why are we being attacked from behind?! "
No one expected that the one who attacked them was Dagama, who had been the one who had planned this from the beginning …
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