Chapter 280: A Gathering of Monsters
"As for the name, emmm..."
"Just call me Lucy!" Luffy said, standing with his hands on his hips and chest puffed out.
"Lucy..."
The soldier muttered as he registered the name, then wrote it on a registration form and handed it to Luffy. "Alright, the entrance is over there. Don't push yourself, old man."
"Eh?"
"I'm talking to you. Are you deaf?"
Luffy was stunned for a moment. It wasn't until Reiner patted him on the shoulder that he realized he was wearing a fake beard and hurriedly took the registration form. "Ah, ah, I know."
"You're registering the participants here, right?"
Reiner casually picked up a form from the table. The soldier didn't have time to stop him. He had just reached out to ask for it back when Reiner had already scanned it and handed it back to him.
The soldier took the registration form. Before he could express his dissatisfaction with Reiner's recent behavior, he heard the other speak:
"I'll sign up too. My name is Alan."
"Alright then."
The soldier lowered his head and began to register. Zoro also walked over. Reiner glanced at the three swords at his waist and couldn't help but say, "You're a bit too conspicuous."
Luffy was fine. Although he had a bit of a reputation, not many people knew he was a Rubber-Rubber Fruit user.
Even if they did, not many had seen him fight in person and didn't know what the Rubber-Rubber Fruit's performance was like.
Besides, there were all sorts of strange Devil Fruits. Stretching one's limbs was not something only the Rubber-Rubber Fruit could do. From a bystander's perspective, they wouldn't immediately make the connection.
But Zoro was different. Not to mention that head of moss-green hair, in the whole world, besides Zoro, no one had even heard of any other swordsman who used three swords.
"Don't worry. I can fight with two swords," Zoro said calmly.
After registering, Reiner, Luffy, and Zoro went to the contestant entrance together.
"With the three of them there, we don't need to join the fun. Let's go," Sanji said, lighting a cigarette and walking straight towards the spectator entrance of the arena.
Usopp, Chopper, Franky, and Brook followed one after another.
At this time.
The Corrida Colosseum was already packed to the brim, the spectator stands overflowing with people.
The group had a hard time finding an empty spot to sit.
"I didn't expect it to be so lively here."
Franky sighed with emotion, and then he heard a couple next to him lean over and say with a smile:
"You must be tourists from out of town. The Corrida Colosseum is a major attraction here. It's always lively."
"Especially today's competition. I heard many incredible contestants have come. It's an unprecedented grand event."
"That's right, that's right! Even the world's most beautiful man, [White Horse Cavendish], has come to participate!"
As she said this, hearts appeared in the woman's eyes, and a flush rose on her face as if she were about to faint.
"..."
Franky scratched the back of his head, not knowing what to say, and turned to look back at the arena.
At this time, the host had already taken the stage. A middle-aged man in golden armor, holding a microphone, began his pre-match speech.
"Welcome, everyone, to this competition! Good afternoon!"
"Woohoo~~"
"Hurry up and announce the start, Gatz! I can't wait any longer!"
"I want to see slaughter! Brutal slaughter!"
The spectator stands were in an uproar, the fleshy faces looking ferocious.
Only here would people reveal their inner pursuit of violence and bloody stimulation.
"It seems I don't need to warm up the crowd. Everyone is eager to witness a cruel battle of flesh and blood."
The host, Gatz, spread his hands and shouted into the microphone, "In that case, without further ado, I will now explain the rules of today's competition!"
"Due to the large number of participants in this competition! We have specially divided it into four blocks. Each block will produce a single winner who will enter the finals!"
"Contestants are free to carry any weapon, but it must not exceed a certain weight..."
"Is this to make it easier to see blood?"
Looking at the roaring, fanatical faces in the spectator stands, Sanji's expression was calm, without any ripple. "How ugly."
"This kind of culture has existed for a long time."
Brook sat up straight, holding a coffee cup in his hand and taking a sip. His voice was steady as he said:
"Rulers believe that blood and violence will awaken the cruelty in human hearts, forcing people to step into the arena to fight and kill each other, to obtain pleasure from bloodshed and barbaric violence."
"How cruel."
Chopper fearfully grabbed the sleeve of Usopp next to him. Usopp was also silent, his expression grave.
Soon, the host finished explaining the rules and began to release the explosive news that would shake the entire arena.
"Today, the Corrida Colosseum has gathered a large number of powerhouses from the New World! All because of the prize for this competition! Please look at the big screen!"
Gatz's enthusiastic and powerful words made the entire audience, including the contestants in the rest area behind, excited.
Following his hand, they looked at the screen hanging high in the arena. On the screen were two open wooden boxes!
"Hey, is this for real!"
"Don't tell me they have both!"
"Although I've heard rumors, I really didn't expect them to be so generous."
Before the host could introduce them, some of the contestants watching from the rest area in the back showed surprised expressions.
"I'm sure some of the contestants have already heard. Even I just learned this world-shaking news a moment ago."
"That's right! It's the Devil Fruits of Whitebeard and Golden Lion, the two who were ranked among the three legendary pirates alongside the Pirate King, Roger!"
Gatz's eyes were fanatical as he almost roared, "The Tremor-Tremor Fruit and the Float-Float Fruit!"
"The winner of this competition! Will have the opportunity to choose one of these two Devil Fruits!!"
The moment these words were spoken, the entire audience was stunned. Even many in the spectator stands showed fanatical expressions.
"—Hiss!!"
"Is it for real! The chance to obtain Whitebeard's power!!"
At the edge of the rest area in the back, Reiner sat leaning against the outer wall, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised to see the two Devil Fruits on the screen.
As everyone knows, videos cannot be edited.
At the very least, a video of Sun Wukong beating Lin Daiyu three times would not appear on a Visual Den Den Mushi.
These Devil Fruits were probably the real deal. To be able to get both of these fruits at the same time, Reiner had to admire the Donquixote Family's channels.
The World Government had offered a high bounty of 5 billion in the underworld for the Op-Op Fruit for many years, and the moment it appeared, the Donquixote Family had gotten the news and snatched it.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. How generous. Are they that confident?"
Reiner smiled playfully. He could recognize that what was being shown below was a live broadcast Den Den Mushi, which meant the Devil Fruits had not been eaten yet.
"Grandpa, as long as I can get the world's most destructive Tremor-Tremor Fruit..."
"Ah~, the treasure that has been frozen under the ice continent for many years can see the light of day again."
The white-bearded Chinjao clenched his fists tightly. "The treasure that our Kano Country has accumulated for generations!"
"Coming to a competition at your age."
An extremely arrogant voice came.
Bartolomeo, with his hands in the pockets of his wide-legged floral pants, walked over with a swagger. "Aren't you afraid of throwing out your back?"
"Bartolomeo the Cannibal."
Chinjao's face was full of disdain. "You'd better pray you're not in the same block as me, you unweaned brat."
"Gyehahaha~~"
"I'm actually not in the same block as you. What can you do to me, you idiot!" Bartolomeo said, sticking out his tongue and making a face, sticking up his middle finger cheekily.
"The tension is already palpable..."
In a corner, a blond man with a mask and a water pipe on his back glanced around the hall. The auras of several people in it faintly made even him feel a sense of threat.
"There are so many monsters. It seems it won't be that easy to get the Float-Float Fruit."
In another area.
A sturdy man with a steady gait walked up behind another green-haired man and was about to salute.
"Admiral Ryokushikawa."
Fortunately, he realized it was inappropriate in time. The man leaned in and whispered, "The reconnaissance personnel outside have discovered traces of the Revolutionary Army's activities. It is suspected that someone has already infiltrated the arena."
"Ah, I know."
Ryokugyu, with one hand on his hip, said with a grimace, "They're all just dregs that disrupt the sea. If we run into them, we'll just slaughter them together."
"The competition is about to start. I'm in Block A. You guys be careful not to expose yourselves."
With that, Ryokugyu turned and left with an arrogant stride.
At this time, the host in the arena was also beginning his final introduction.
"To win this legendary Devil Fruit will be no easy task. Besides the ordinary registered contestants, this competition also has the warriors of our country participating!"
"That is, the cadres of the Donquixote Family!"
With his loud call, several figures also appeared on the screen above.
"Señor Pink!"
"Lao G!"
"Dellinger!"
"Machvise!"
"The four cadres will participate in the battles of the four blocks respectively. And the one who will face the opponent of each block in the finals is—"
"The hero of our Corrida Colosseum, Lord Diamante!!"
"—Woohoo!!"
The moment Gatz's voice fell, a fervent roar immediately erupted from the spectator stands.
"Lord Diamante!"
"Lord Señor!"
"It seems the cadres of the Donquixote Family are extremely popular in this country."
Franky lifted his sunglasses with his index finger. "They're probably like the shipyard foremen of Water 7, revered as hero-like idols."
"Here they come," Sanji suddenly said.
Below, on the fighting stage floating in the water, several passages connected to the back were opened by the staff.
The silhouettes of a group of figures could be vaguely seen slowly walking out.
"Then, without further ado!"
The host, dressed as an armored soldier, shouted and, clutching the broadcast Den Den Mushi, hurriedly fled. "The Block A competition officially begins!!"
(End of chapter)
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