Chapter 231: Touch Someone and Start a Fight!
Sakazuki couldn't take it anymore.
He had already been suppressing his irritation—but now, a pirate of all people, dared to say that?
Everyone knows the rule: you don't hit someone in the face, and you never bring up their mother. Yet Ryuunosuke strolled in, casually tore open Sakazuki's old wounds, and sprinkled salt all over them—metaphorically and emotionally.
It made Sakazuki clench his fists.
"Ryuunosuke, I'm trying to talk to you reasonably right now," he growled.
"But if you're going to act like this, then maybe you should just stay here!"
"Do you think we came here today just to—"
"Pfft!"
Before he could finish, a dark shadow suddenly darted toward him. Instinctively, Sakazuki swung his fist—and it connected.
Right through the man's chest.
It was Ban.
"W-What...?" Sakazuki froze in place, stunned by the sight of his arm punching clean through a body.
Najenda and the others reacted instantly. Weapons were drawn, bloodlust thick in the air. Susanoo's aura erupted as ethereal magatama spun around his form.
"I... I didn't mean to—he ran into me!" Sakazuki stammered, visibly panicking. "We agreed—we weren't going to start a fight unless absolutely necessary!"
But the facts were right there in front of everyone: a member of the Dragon Hunter Pirates had just died. Or appeared to.
Was this some twisted suicide ploy to frame him?
"You're saying you didn't come here to fight..." Ryuunosuke stepped forward with a sharp grin, his voice like a blade.
"But your fists tell a different story."
In an instant, Tsukuyomi shimmered to life behind him. Ryuunosuke drew his blade with his left hand and the newly obtained Biluo Blade with his right. The dual auras radiating from him swept over the battlefield, making even the most hardened Navy veterans tense.
"You really thought it'd be that easy to kill me?"
"Bang!"
Ban shot back up like a ghost, launching a powerful kick that sent Sakazuki flying. The wound that had just gaped open in his chest? Gone—completely healed.
Even though Ryuunosuke had warned them about Ban's immortality, Najenda and the others still found themselves shaken by the reality. Seeing someone get impaled and then just… walk it off? It wasn't something even they could easily digest.
"You... this was all planned?" Sakazuki seethed, rage overtaking confusion.
"But fine! Let's see how many times you can die!"
With a furious roar, he charged back at Ban. That kick? That hit to the ego? He wasn't letting that slide.
None of the others moved to help. For them, it was simple: if they could trade Sakazuki for even one of the Dragon Hunters, it'd be worth it. And with Ban regenerative ability? Ryuunosuke had no reason to worry.
"This one's mine."
A familiar voice echoed from the side.
Meliodas stepped forward, his eyes locked onto Garp. Fighting spirit flared from him like wildfire.
"You look strong, old man," he said with a grin. "Let's see how you handle someone who counters everything."
Escanor stepped up next, flames rising in tandem with his pride.
"Sengoku... you're mine."
And then, with a loud crackle, lightning burst through the air. Enel landed gracefully, eyes gleaming as he faced Tsuru.
As for the rest of the crew? They could pick their own opponents.
"Now that the fighting's started," Ryuunosuke said, raising the Dragon Hunt Order, "there's no point in just standing around."
He dashed forward like a thunderbolt, his blades gleaming.
"Tatsumi—go wild!"
Without a second of hesitation, Tatsumi unleashed the evil spirit lurking within him and joined the battle. Akame was quickly surrounded by Onigumo and Vice Admiral Dalmatian—an appropriate matchup, considering the threat she posed.
Her blade could kill with a single cut. But Onigumo, with his multiple arms, could afford to lose one or two if it meant surviving her deadly sword. One misstep could be fatal.
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And just like that—the battlefield erupted.
A full-scale clash exploded across the landscape, each warrior diving into combat with everything they had.
Ryuunosuke made a beeline toward Admiral Green Bull Katsuya and Admiral Fujitora Issho.
The strength of these two was undeniable. Even with Ryuunosuke's ferocity, they managed to block his attacks with practiced calm.
But Issho quickly noticed something was off.
The last intel report on the Dragon Hunter Pirates—just a few months old—was already outdated. Ryuunosuke was stronger. Much stronger. And they were feeling it.
Green Bull Katsuya, in particular, was alarmed.
His fruit, the Vitality-Vitality Fruit, was supposed to turn incoming attacks into raw vitality—strengthening him with every blow he received. A perfect tank. A renewable force.
But Ryuunosuke's strikes didn't just empower him—they hurt.
They overwhelmed him.
"Admiral Issho," Ryuunosuke said mid-fight, dodging a vertical slash,
"You joined the Navy to fight evil, didn't you?"
"You sense evil in me?"
"Or maybe... you think avenging our dead is a crime?"
He was taunting, but his words carried weight. The Navy's so-called "justice" often crumbled under scrutiny.
Wasn't it just a tool of the World Government?
Issho paused, then replied calmly:
"Captain Ryuunosuke, I may be blind, but I don't sense much evil in you."
"Still… we stand on opposite sides. I'll fight you with respect."
He raised his staff-sword and swept it across the ground.
BOOM.
A meteorite tore through the sky and smashed toward Ryuunosuke.
The explosion rocked the island.
Even Ryuunosuke didn't take it head-on—he dodged with a blur of motion.
"Hah! Then I'll send you one too!"
"Tengai Shinsei!"
Ryuunosuke's Rinnegan flared open.
He clapped his hands together—boom.
Meteorites, far larger than Issho's, began to rain down from the sky.
"My god..." someone muttered from the sidelines.
"The Captain's going all out already?!"
"Guess that means we can't slack off," someone else chuckled.
"Captain, can we kill these Navy guys or not?" Escanor shouted, halfway through burning down a fortress.
Hearing that, Sengoku nearly tripped mid-dodge.
He wasn't even fighting seriously yet?!
"No need to kill them," Ryuunosuke replied. "Just beat them half to death."
As he spoke, he raised his palm.
"Universal Pull!"
With a single movement, Green Bull was dragged toward him like a ragdoll.
And then… the beatdown began.
All the fury Ryuunosuke had held back… every frustration… every injustice… came out through his fists.
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