One Piece – Thundergod Marine

With Ron's approval, Violet breathed a sigh of relief and no longer hesitated.

Like the starting point of her suggestion, King Liku and others couldn't stand the coveting of their homeland, and it was something they didn't know.

Early the next morning, the residents were surprised to find that area 4, which was blocked the day before, was opened again, which proved that the visitors had left and there was no security threat.

They were busy building their homes, they sighed that they went so fast, and then they ignored them.

At the same time, Jinweimen and his party saw opportunities one after another.

In the hotel room, Kanshiro drank the water in the water bottle and said.

“I’ve asked. It’s easy to go to the No. 4 area. Five or more residents of Dresrosa with no criminal record can join the queue if they are jointly guaranteed or have not caused any trouble within one month of landing. In addition, local events will be held from time to time, and the winners will also be eligible."

"But no residents are willing to guarantee us. One month is too long, so there is only one way we can choose."

"But aren't you fugitives?"

The flamingo stood on the table with a large lobster in front of it, tearing it with its beak: "Going to win the game and show off the show, are you sure there is no problem?"

"Don't worry, Pink Feather!"

Jinweimen patted his chest and said, "The people in the lower class are only fugitives from Wano country, and they are not rewarded criminals wanted by the navy. No one knows who we are."

"Call me Master Fan Feather, fool!"

"It hurts! I see, don't bite your nose!"

The flamingo jumped and rushed up with flapping wings. After a while, he put aside the head of Jinweimen's chicken coop and crossed his wings.

"Indeed, there is no other way. With your strength, it is impossible to break through the line of defense and enter...Cut, it really is a bunch of fools."

"Even if there is one, I won't do it! The inferior is a warrior, a noble warrior, how can he break into the palace like a bandit!"

"Good idiot, I know idiot."

So, not long after, in a fruit-cutting contest held in Area 3, there were three more men wearing beach pants, flowered shirts and sun hats on their heads.

"Young Master, let Kanjuro and I play this game!"

"No, I am also a samurai, so there is no reason to shrink back!"

"This……"

Regarding Momanosuke's persistence, Kinemon and Kanjuro looked at each other and sighed helplessly: "I see!"

Since it is an entertainment event for all people, the rules are relatively loose. An eight-year-old Momosuke came to the stage and did not attract too many people's attention. Everyone took out housekeeping skills and made the court laugh.

But the joke is a joke, the game still has to go on.

After the host screened out the players who came to make fun of them through funny reasons, the remaining 36 players officially started the competition.

Some of these people are really curious about the No. 4 area and want to get in for a good view, some are for extra prizes in the competition, and some are optimistic about the future of Dresrosa and want to be famous and established in this place. .

However, this competition said it was a fruit-cutting competition, so the competition was only knife skills. Seeing the players officially came on stage, the host Gaz raised the phone bug and said loudly.

"Sa, after the laughter, please pay attention, these 36 are the real masters of this competition!"

"What? Has an eight-year-old kid also been promoted? Sure enough, I am not young enough!"

On the high platform, Kanjuro and Kinemon looked back in shock, looking at Momanosuke who was standing not far away.

"Little Lord?"

"Little Lord?"

"Huh, I'm also with...Samurai, what's so strange about promotion?!"

Momanosuke hugged his chest with proud hands, showing disdain.

The preliminary contest, or the exhibition contest, is very simple. If you cut and sort the fruits in the same time, whoever cuts more will be selected.

Momanosuke was born in the country of Wano, at any rate, and he regarded himself as a samurai. He had been with a sword since he was a child. Although his sword could not be used to cut people, it was no doubt higher than the group of tourists who came for pure pleasure Fortunately, with the 36th place, he successfully advanced.

"But he will cry next, won't he?"

At the back of the big square where the event was held, in a restaurant that was secretly emptied, Ron grinned as he looked at the screen projected by the phone worm.

Noting his expression, Cyrus and Violet beside them looked at each other and couldn't help but shudder.

He does cry because the next game process is called Fruit Ninja.

It means that people stand on a high platform, and the projector below keeps throwing fruits. Players need to grasp the timing and cut the fruits before they fall.

Score based on completion and quantity.

only……

It's not just fruit.

"Humph, layman, do you know how many methods of cutting black rock fruit?"

The first brawny man to come on stage showed disdain, brandishing two big kitchen knives, and asked Kanjuro behind him.

Kanjuro looked back: "Kuroiwakana? What is that?"

"Sure enough, it's a layman. Fortunately, the official score is calculated based on the degree of completion. You are finished!"

Bang!

After all, the first row of fruits was ejected from below by the projectile, and the height was exactly two meters above the high platform, as far as possible to cover the height and arm length of everyone.

The burly man's eyes sank, and his mouth was muttering: "Apple, banana, pineapple, durian, sure enough... all four cutting methods have appeared, and I'm sure to win!"

Huh!Huh!Huh!Huh!

The apple is cut with a cross knife, the banana is peeled and separated, the pineapple is surrounded and peeled, and the durian is cross-cut like an apple, but the cut surface does not damage the center of the flesh, and falls close to the gap.

"Oh!!! Wonderful knife skills, the number one player has used four different cutting methods in a short period of time, and he deserves to be a professional chef!"

Gaz explained excitedly, making the atmosphere on the court soar.

Speaking of which, bang!Bang!Bang!

Another row of fruits popped up.

"Apples, apples, oranges... Huh? Is this black fruit? It's not that easy to do as expected."

Heiyanguo is known for its hard shell. If you stupidly cut the shell with a silly knife, the quality of the knife will not be broken.Only by cutting along the invisible gap can it be successfully cut open.

This not only tests the knives, but also the chef's vision.

"But, can't trouble me Niuyinjiro!"

After that, the strong man condensed his eyes and swung his knife down.

The blade collided with the black shell, making a clear knock...

Ding!!

"Impossible, this voice...!!!"

Then, bang!!!

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar!

Because the dark fruits exploded in place!

"Appeared!!!"

Gaz picked up the phone worm and roared loudly: "A small bomb that looks like a black rock fruit!!!"

"Friendly remind everyone that this competition is a fruit ninja contest, but it is not all fruits, and there are small bombs disguised as fruits! So you guys must carefully distinguish between true and false. If unfortunately, if the bomb is cut, it will be with us. The same as the number one player!"

"Of course, the power of the bomb is limited. Under normal circumstances it will not kill people... well, probably."

Watching the number one player who was being lifted by the medical staff with black smoke in his mouth, Kenjuro, the number two player, roared with fangs.

"Say this kind of thing earlier, bastard!"

Suddenly, Kanjuro thought of something and turned to look.

Sure enough, Momanosuke, standing on the 36th platform, looked pale and fought with each other.They stood in a circle on the square, as the No. 36 Momosuke and No. 1 brawny chef, only a few meters apart.

"Things that can be obtained without working hard will make people not know how to cherish... So even if it is a game with a predetermined ranking, it must put some pressure on them."

Ron watched this scene with interest and took a sip of tea.

Cyrus: "..."

Violet: "..."

Only the wrong name is called, and there is no wrong nickname.

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