One Piece Tulip Family

On the gladiatorial arena, the sword warrior who had just won excitedly raised his huge sword, waved it towards the audience, roared, and showed off his majestic muscles, causing the audience to shout his name even more frantically, enjoying the fruits of victory.

Finally, after waiting for a long time, the shouts of the audience gradually stopped, and the commentator of the arena appeared on the commentary platform in the center of the auditorium.

"Our sword warrior has won two consecutive victories. Next, as long as he wins one more game, he can get a bounty of 100 million Berries."

After a pause, the commentator continued: "According to the free gladiatorial rules, everyone in the auditorium, anyone can join the gladiatorial battle. If there is no one in the auditorium, we will send gladiators from our arena to continue the gladiatorial fight."

As the narrator's voice fell to the ground, the sword warrior began to demonstrate to the audience with his giant sword, and his mouth roared like a beast, provoking the hearts of everyone.

"Satan, my blood is boiling."

At this moment, Sabo stood up suddenly, jumped off the stand more than six meters high with an iron water pipe that never left his body, and landed on the arena.

"Huh? There is actually a child stepping into the arena? Is he going to participate in the arena?" Seeing Sabo enter the arena, the commentator asked in doubt.

The next moment, the audience also whispered to each other. No one would believe that a teenager in his teens would dare to take the initiative to step into the arena.

Sabo turned a deaf ear to everyone's voice, and went straight to the sword warrior, raised the water pipe in his hand and pointed at him, "In this round, I will be your opponent."

"Oh my god, it's really for wrestling."

"He actually used water pipes as weapons?"

"I'm afraid he's impatient. I guess he won't last two rounds in the sword warrior's hands."

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Hearing that Sabo was really going to participate in the gladiatorial fight, the audience booed, but the expressions on their faces became more bloody and frenzied, discussing how many rounds Sabo could survive under the sword warrior.

"Hey haha, are you here to challenge me?"

Seeing Sabo who was less than half his height in front of him, the sword warrior twirled the huge sword in his hand and put the sword on the ground with a bang, only to see the stone slab touched by the tip of the sword shatter. He looked down at Sabo with an extremely disdainful expression on his face.

Although I came here for the bounty of 100 million Baileys, it is a good thing to be able to win easily, but if the opponent is a brat, even if you win, there is no glory at all.

"Please advise."

Sabo bowed slightly and saluted, and directly put on a fighting posture. He didn't even bother to refute with words for those who underestimated him. Fist is the language of the strong.

"If that's the case, then get ready to die!"

Being able to come to participate in the gladiatorial fight is naturally not a soft-hearted person. Since Sabo is willing to die, why would the sword warrior not do it? He also raised the giant sword in front of him, and opened his fighting posture, but the half-smile expression on his face clearly ignored Sabo.

The surrounding audience also all became quiet one after another, staring at Sabo in the arena intently, and even slowed down the rhythm of breathing involuntarily, waiting nervously for the scene of him being dismembered by the sword warrior.

Even Satan straightened up, with a slightly dignified expression. Although he was confident in Sabo's strength, when the people who actually participated in the gladiator became his relatives, the mood of watching the battle was completely different. He had to be on guard against accidents at any time.

Seeing that the opponent was sitting firmly on Mount Tai, it was obvious that he would not take the lead. Sabo took a deep breath, tightened the water pipe in his hand, and rushed out suddenly. The moment he got close to the opponent, he held the water pipe with both hands and slammed down on the sword warrior.

"Pediatrics."

The sword warrior snorted coldly, without moving his footsteps, he blocked Sabo's heavy blow with a random sword in his hand, and then with a wave of his hand, Sabo was sent flying far away with his stick.

"Sure enough, the power is terrifying."

Just watching the battle from the stands, Sabo discovered that the Sword Warrior had outstanding strength, but it wasn't until now that he fought against it himself that he realized that this guy's strength could almost only be described as terrifying.

Sabo leaped more than ten meters and landed on the ground, and he couldn't help but retreat a few steps. While adjusting his body shape, he raised his head to observe the sword warrior's movements.

The tiger is attacking the sheep with all its strength. Now that the wrestling has started, the sword warrior will not relax his guard. Moreover, if Sabo is held in his hands for too long, his reputation will be damaged.

Therefore, while throwing Sabo away, the sword warrior rushed over with a huge sword in his hand, ready to go all out to finish off his opponent as quickly as possible.

As soon as Sabo landed, the sword warrior's giant sword fell down. Sabo, who knew the opponent's terrifying strength, didn't catch it hard.

The sword warrior who missed the blow was a little stunned. He really didn't expect Sabo to be able to escape his own attack, and he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Then he slammed down with the huge sword one after another, and there was a "boom boom boom boom" sound of the ground cracking in the arena, but Sabo dodged left and right in his attacks, always narrowly dodging his attacks.

"Asshole, don't let the water go."

"Hack him, hack him..."

"Hurry up, idiot."

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Seeing that the scene of Sabo being dismembered that he was expecting did not appear, and Sabo dodged several attacks by the Sword Warrior, the audience was not happy. The spectators who did not know the truth thought that the Sword Warrior was releasing water, and clamored one after another. Only Satan leaned comfortably on the chair and raised the corners of his mouth.

These chaotic voices reached the sword warrior's ears, which was undoubtedly the greatest irony to him. His attacks became more violent involuntarily, and the continuous slashes were like a violent storm. However, no matter how hard he attacked, Sabo was like a nimble monkey, always dodging his attacks at the nick of time.

As time went by, the sword warrior's physical strength became more and more serious, and the frequency of swinging the sword became slower. Even his mouth was panting heavily, and he was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning. Sabo, on the other hand, was still calm and calm.

The sword samurai finally stopped his unnecessary attacks and turned his attention to guarding. If he didn't understand that Sabo had been teasing him all this time, he would be a fool.

"Why did you stop? Come again."

Sabo stopped seven or eight meters away from the sword warrior, carefully observed his movements, and continued to provoke him.

"Hmph, kid, I've underestimated you, but it's not that easy for you to win against me."

The sword warrior put the tip of his sword on the ground, wanting to save a little energy, and fixed his eyes on Sabo's movements, preventing him from attacking violently, and retorted in his mouth not to be outdone.