"Daifuku, Irving's ability is more suitable for the finals than yours. You should withdraw first."
"Yes, I understand, Katakuri-san."
Katakuri has absolute prestige among brothers and sisters. At this time, Katakuri believes that Owen's hot fruit has much more room to play than Daifuku's transpiration fruit.
After all, in a 2v14 melee, Daifuku, who uses a golem to fight, is likely to be raided on his body, but Owen has no such concerns.
Listening to Katakuri's arrangement, as the younger brother, Daifuku didn't argue at all, and directly chose to admit defeat and surrender.
"The three Katakuri brothers killed their opponents in seconds! A contestant was born! Charlotte Katakuri and Charlotte Owen advanced to the final!"
Gaz, who was the commentator, seemed to be more excited than the contestants, and he was already standing on the table.
Then he picked up the microphone and continued: Let us observe three seconds of silence for the unlucky ones who died in the ring. As for the injured, don’t worry. His Majesty the King has prepared an excellent medical team to ensure that everyone can be healed.
"That guy's fist... so fast, Ace, what kind of ability is he?"
Luffy caressed his straw hat. From Katakuri's fist, he even saw some shadows of his own moves. The way he swung his fist was too similar to the fourth-speed snakeman mode he developed.
"Well, the superhuman type Nuo Nuo fruit, a special superhuman type that can turn the body into a rice cake, don't look like a rice cake, but with his knowledge and color, this fruit is even more difficult to deal with than the natural type."
"Is he very knowledgeable?"
"Of course, it's also the top one in the New World. It is said that his sense of knowledge can predict the future."
"Foresee the future? Can knowledge and color still do this kind of thing?"
"you do not know?"
Looking at Luffy's confused eyes, Ace also became puzzled.
"I don't know, isn't knowledge and knowledge a domineering way to predict the enemy's attack and then dodge it?
I seem to have a little impression, but I'm not sure. "
Recalling for a while, Luffy felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it.
As a junior teacher, Raleigh mentions it casually at most, which is hard to impress.
"Knowledge and knowledge are also divided into degrees. Some people are born with special abilities because of their arrogance, and very few people can train to the point of predicting the future. Judging by your appearance, you don't know that armed colors can be released externally, or even internally destroyed, right?"
"I seem to have heard of this, and I don't seem to have heard of it."
"What have you been doing for the past two years? Hehe, did Rayleigh teach him, and then he didn't remember it at all?"
Ace looked at Helo suspiciously. Luffy said that he had practiced with Rayleigh, the king of the underworld, for two years. During these two years, he could not learn the advanced domineering Ace could understand, but he didn't understand at all.
"Hello."
Hero recalled it for a while, then shook his head, it doesn't have any memory in this regard either.
"You have laid the foundation really thoroughly."
Ace helplessly covered his face. It seems that his younger brother needs a lot of tutoring, and Rayleigh, the teacher of the elementary class, probably didn't mention any advanced things.
Even if there are not many people in the new world who have mastered this level of domineering, he shouldn't be able to do so. Ace doesn't know how to evaluate it at this time.
"Okay, let him learn slowly in the battle, Ace's younger brother, watch carefully, you will see a lot of exaggerated things in this arena."
Marco took a bite of the pineapple, his eyes kept scanning the bullfighting arena, as if he was looking for something.
Katakuri and him are also old opponents. Although it is difficult to deal with, it is still within the range that can be dealt with.
Marco, who has personally experienced the war on the top, knows very well that the biggest trouble has not yet appeared, but he has searched for several times, but he has not seen the figure of the Beasts
"Well, that's the only way to go."
A battle cannot scare Luffy, even if the enemy is very strong, he still has no fear, but a battle can scare Bucky.
On the other side of the stand, Bucky has opened his mouth wide. After becoming Shichibukai, he has been relying on his name as a behind-the-scenes umbrella, and has never personally participated in the battle of the new world.
Usually he still hides, if he really gets into this ring, he might be beaten into a cake.
"Just sneak away before these guys find out...Anyway, there are so many people, they may not be able to see me"
Thinking of this, Bucky's two feet have been separated from his body, and he is walking towards the distance. As long as his feet reach a safe position, his body can fly over quietly.
In order not to attract the attention of his subordinates, other parts of Bucky did not keep up, which caused his feet to accidentally step on other people.
"Captain Bucky. Where are you going?!"
The moving feet were discovered, and Bucky's little thoughts were instantly discovered.
"Could it be that after seeing such a fierce battle, you can't hold back the blood in your heart, do you want to participate in the competition in advance?!"
"me."
"Originally we wanted to use numbers to help you achieve your goals, but now it seems that this is an insult to you, it is our fault, and we shouldn't want to intervene in your battle!"
"No! Little ones, it doesn't matter. It's a rare opportunity to perform, everyone come with me! This competition must have attracted the attention of the whole world. I can't monopolize such a good opportunity!"
Seeing that the crowd tactics were about to turn into him going up to gang fights alone, Bucky panicked immediately, and quickly stopped these little guys who continued to make up their minds, and came up with a legitimate reason for them to go up together.
Moved, Bucky and the group of Bucky Express rushed to the preparation area in a mighty way. When Mr. 3, Mochi and others came back with food, Bucky and the others had disappeared.
"Strange, didn't Bucky say that he wanted to watch the battle here, and wait for the powerful guy to kill himself before playing? Why did he disappear?"
"I don't know, maybe they ran away, but why are those guys gone?"
"Forget it, keep reading, auspicious people have their own destiny, and Bucky will be fine."
Several people made sure of each other, thinking that there would be no problem with Bucky, so they continued to watch the game with the food they bought.
At the same time, the contestants in the preparation area and area B also got ready.
The sandbags that were crushed, the fighters sparring with each other, and the bounty hunters wiping their weapons, they were all in full swing preparing for the next battle.
The battle in Area A was faster than they imagined, and it also made them realize that this would be an extremely fierce battle.
On the bench at the side, Laidfield and Padong, whose pseudonym was Ryder, sat silently on the bench.
"Boss Ryder, it's so lively here, let's find some more partners, the voyage with just the two of us is too boring."
The experience after being released from prison made Laidfield change his mind and began to face up to his heart. After decades of walking alone, he also had an idea for his partner for the first time. It is enough to illustrate this from the fact that he did not directly veto Pa Dong’s idea.
"Don't worry, Padong, it's not so easy to find a reliable and powerful partner. If you are really a trustworthy person, you can give him the Zhenzhen Fruit."
Both Redfield and Padong are capable people, and they came here to collect the Zhenzhen Fruit, so now Redfield doesn't mind giving it to others, but in his words, he already regards it as his own.
"My session is about to start, you can wait here first, I will be back soon."
The bullfighting arena does not have any requirements on the race of the contestants. Although Padong is only a civet cat or a raccoon, he is still eligible to participate, but he is not in the same group as Redfield.
Participation is free, and no one can question the identity of the contestants, but some people don't see it that way. After hearing Laidfield's speech, a tall and muscular man wearing only shorts and a cape on his back came here.
"I said old man, what big talk are you talking about?"
"I don't know you, do I?"
"Of course you don't know him. The frail old man is still coming to participate in the competition? Stop joking. What the audience wants to see is the duel between the strong. They have no interest in the competition of crushing an ant."
"Oh? They were very interested in watching the crushing match in Zone A just now."
".Stop talking about teaching the old man! Get out of here! This is not where you should appear!"
As he spoke, he punched Redfield in front of him.
"Spartan! Stop!"
The people on the side saw his actions and hurriedly stopped him, but it was useless at all.
Spartan himself is a gladiator in the bullfighting arena. He has won the fifty-first month championship and is one of the star gladiators in the arena.
Although he is favored and popular, his temperament is very domineering and arrogant, and he often bullies other players in private.
In his thinking, the arena is sacred, and old men, little ghosts, and women who look very weak should not appear here.
Facing his punch, Redfield just swayed casually, completely defeating his attack.
Seeing that he didn't even touch an old man with a single punch, Spartan seemed to feel that he had lost face, and ignored the rule that no hands were allowed in the audience, so he wanted to continue attacking Redfield.
"Stop!"
A clear female voice sounded from behind the pillar on the other side. Then a shield was thrown from a distance.
Although it hit the target, it was useless. It was instantly bounced off by the muscles of Spartan, but the female voice also made Spartan temporarily stop his movements.
"Rebecca? Are you going to participate? There are so many people who can't see themselves clearly.
You didn’t escape today? You usually walk around when you see me, do you think I'm going to play today, and I dare not do it? ! "
Rebecca is one of the players that Spartan usually bullies. Seeing Rebecca dare to stand up for others, the anger in his heart burned even more, and he wanted to do it regardless of the consequences.
But at this time, Redfield moved.
He slowly raised his umbrella and pointed the tip at Spartan.
"You are right, ants or something, it is better to stay away."
It’s not that Laidfield didn’t do nothing just now, but read Spartan’s memory, and took a rough look at this man’s past life.
Spartan should be grateful to those who made Redfield make changes. They let Redfield face up to his heart and have more human touch.
Otherwise, he will regret it so much at this time, and he won't even have a chance to regret it.
"What are you talking about, old man!"
Looking at Redfield's contemptuous eyes, Spartan threw his fist at him recklessly.
But Redfield just gently swung the umbrella in his hand, and Spartan stopped abruptly, and then smashed a big hole in the ground, and finally lost consciousness.
"It's really an ant, can't you stand it? You are right, the ants who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, let's get out."
Ledfield stepped on the fallen Spartan and walked over. The crowd around fell silent, and no one could see what happened. In their eyes, Laidfield didn't do anything, and Spartan just passed out.
Even the referee in charge here has no reason to let Laidfield out. After all, the provocateur himself fell into a coma.
At this time, Redfield walked in front of Rebecca, with a little more interest in his eyes.
"Little girl, such a cool dress won't increase your defense."
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