How can I become the Pirate King if you don’t work hard?.

Chapter 124 Precognition
【Host-Gawain】

【Age-24】

[Identity-Captain of the Gawain Pirates]

【Skill:
Swordsmanship-LV-12: 17558/33000 (super speed, extreme force)
体魄-LV-13：10158/50000（均衡、调和）（人兽形态：LV-15/兽形态：LV-16）

Scoop Death-LV-7: 33/7000 (Instant Step)
Observation Haki-LV-5: 1071/10000 (foreknowledge)
Armament Haki-LV-2: 438/2500
Navigation-LV-5: 6815/MAX
Red Dragon Fruit-LV3: 425/8000
Sniper-LV4: 2208/2500
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【badge:
Captain's Fury - Subordinates' physical strength recovery speed +20%
Rising to Fame - See Potential
Reward of over 100 million - The Favor of the Sea (used)
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【Rating-Gold:

A local tyrant, a top-notch strong man!
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In two months, Gao Wen's changes can be said to be earth-shaking.

As expected, the Observation Haki has reached LV-5, and there are two branches to choose from:

Mindnet and precognition.

The former greatly improves perception accuracy and range.

The latter can predict the future to a certain extent, but the span is not large, only about three seconds.

At that time, Gawain did not hesitate at all and directly chose foresight.

After all, he is not Eneel and does not have the ability to accurately strike across visual range. Naturally, he values ​​​​their perception ability in combat more than his Observation Haki.

Predicting the future is undoubtedly a result of extreme perception.

Precognition gave his combat power a qualitative leap.

It can be said that after the awakening, even if both sides have the same panel, Gawain can still crush his former self to the ground.

It's just because the gap between them is so huge that it cannot be described in words.

Now, as long as the opponent is not at the general level, Gawain has the confidence to challenge him. If the battlefield is suitable, he is not afraid of even the general!

After all, what the Red Dragon is best at is a protracted war.

As long as the earth veins have enough energy and Gawain is not killed instantly by the opponent, the battle will enter the rhythm that is most comfortable for him.

After Gawain scanned the panel, he couldn't help but speak:

"For now, all abilities except for the Armament Haki are basically sufficient. If you want to see a qualitative change, it will take at least a few months."

"There will probably be no fundamental changes in the East China Sea."

"Besides..."

Gawain closed the system interface and set his sights on the arena in the center of the port.

"Tomorrow is the day when the martial arts tournament begins."

"In the past two months, Clo and the others have devoted themselves to cultivation, and each of them has made considerable progress."

"Following the panel I saw earlier with the badge."

"Sanji and Zoro have both reached the bronze level. Although Van Oka and the cat brothers are still a little far from the bronze level, they should be there soon."

"But the real surprise is that Akin and Kuro have less potential than Sanji and Zoro."

"Ajin has even reached the high bronze level, and Clo is about to reach the silver level."

"Now these two have the qualifications to come into contact with Armament Haki, but I don't know how far they can go in the end."

"But even judging by their current potential, the two of them are at least at the level of the Flying Six."

"Before the martial arts tournament begins, let's find some time to talk to them about the core issues."

……

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The next day.

There were huge crowds of people in Raven Harbor.

People from all over the world, with the assistance of the port guards, gradually entered the arena of the martial arts tournament.

The arena, which was originally expected to accommodate 80,000 people, was a bit crowded for a moment, but this did not affect the enthusiasm of the crowd at all.

The arena was filled with noisy sounds, like a swarm of bees gathered together, making a buzzing sound.

The martial arts tournament has not yet begun, but the news that some star players will participate has already been known to everyone through newspapers.

They were arguing with each other about who would win the prize, the 300 million berries in cash prize money, and the superhuman Bone-Bone Fruit.

"It is said that this time, Douyu Delinger and Gentleman Onesel from the Don Quixote family will participate in this martial arts tournament."

"They have all won the bullfighting arena in the Dressrosa Kingdom. They are definitely top-ranked players in this martial arts tournament!"

A man with glasses and slicked back hair sat in the audience and talked freely. His words immediately resonated with the people around him:
"Seed level? This directly locks in the top two!"

"After all, they were born in the New World. Whether it's their strength or their upbringing, they are incomparable to people from other seas!"

"Not to mention that it's the East China Sea, which is recognized as the weakest?!"

"I have seen their fight in the bullfighting arena. It is said that Deringer has murloc blood and is bloodthirsty and brutal. Onesel behaves strangely, but he is a real tough guy. But the biggest thing they have in common is their unrivaled fighting power!"

Some people agreed with them, but others also expressed the opposite opinion.

"Daz Bonis, the most famous killer in the West Sea, is definitely not weaker than these two!"

"And there's Destruction Fist - Ediot, who has won the New World Central Fighting Tournament several times and is one of the best!"

"And Bluekilli..."

……

With the addition of a new round of new forces, the arguments among the crowd became more and more intense, and they were ready to fight if there was any disagreement.

There were even a few soldiers in charge of security who rushed over as soon as possible, fearing that something might go wrong.

Listening to their discussion, the guards curled their lips:

"These people you are talking about can never be a match for Captain Ajin and Mr. Clo!" However, the words of these guards only caused a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"Pirates from the East Sea?! People from the weakest sea, are they here to make fun of you? They haven't even experienced fighting at the level of the New World!"

"That's right!"

"Only those who stand out from such a cruel sea are qualified to be praised as strong!"

"The East China Sea is powerful on another level."

Someone looked at the calm sea in the distance and sighed:
"You don't know how precious such a peaceful sea is. There are so many people who want to live like this but don't have the chance."

"Peace?!"

The guard sneered and was about to refute when he was attracted by the commotion in the distance. He instantly put aside his personal emotions and turned away.

The people in the audience started a new round of debate.

They had countless guesses about who would stand out in this martial arts tournament, but the name of Donghai had never appeared in their mouths.

As time goes by, more and more spectators enter the arena.

Jasmine stood in the hosting position and felt her heart pounding, but it was not because of anxiety or nervousness, but excitement.

Just because she was the host of the first martial arts conference.

His partner was Zan Gao, who had a bitter look on his face.

Seeing this, Jasmine couldn't help but joked:

"Mr. Zangao, think positively."

"Even though you lost to others in the battle where the loser would be embarrassed on stage, it has now been proven that you are indeed talented in this area."

Zangao's mouth twitched:
"You are really good at comforting people. Don't comfort them next time."

Jasmine laughed, but the next moment, a deafening bell rang in her ears.

when!
when!
when!
……

The sound of three consecutive bell strikes also marked the official opening of this martial arts conference in the East China Sea!

At this moment, even the people sitting in the audience fell silent and focused their eyes on the podium.

Jasmine and Zangao made some symbolic jokes to liven up the atmosphere.

Then Zangao took a deep breath and began to read out the rules of this martial arts competition:

"The East Sea Martial Arts Tournament is about competing for the title of the strongest!"

"We have only one purpose, that is, second place equals obscurity!"

"Only the strongest can be engraved on the stone tablet of the Hall of Fame. As long as Raven Harbor exists, the name of the winner will be passed down!"

"The four divisions of east, west, south, and north will start a melee to determine the two strongest people in each division!"

"Then we will enter the draw phase. The winner will advance and the loser will leave, until the strongest person of this competition is finally determined!"

"Win the grand prize of 300 million Baileys in cash and the Superman Bone Bone Fruit!"

"This is a winner-takes-all game. There is no room for losers!"

The enthusiastic and even hysterical voices brought the atmosphere to a climax, and the screams of bloodthirsty audiences were everywhere.

Jasmine turned her head to look at the extremely excited Zang Gao, her eyelids twitching:

"Don't you like this very much?"

Zangao's expression froze:
“Work, it’s all work.”

"Ha~"

Jasmine rolled her eyes at him, then turned to face the audience and the video Den Den Mushi in the distance, and said in the same excited tone:
"Stop talking!"

"The melee in the East District begins now!"

The sound fell to the ground.

On the east side of the arena, the heavy iron gate was slowly pulled up.

Hua Hua Hua——!
With the sound of hinges falling, a group of strong men from all over the world, rubbing their hands and full of fighting spirit, walked into the arena.

Most people only have the 300 million Beli grand prize and the Bone-Bone Fruit in mind, but there are also people who come for the sheer slaughter and blood.

Deringer is the latter.

He mingled among the crowd, with a thin and short stature. Compared with the burly men around him who were often three or four meters tall, he looked like a leek that would fall over in the wind.

But only those who have fought with him know how terrifying the power contained in this body is.

"Young Master's order is to prevent the martial arts conference from going ahead. If I kill everyone present, that should be considered mission accomplished, right?!"

"Let Onisel handle the things that require brainpower, and I'll take care of the things on the court."

While muttering to himself, Deringer's eyes wandered around the crowd, searching for suitable prey with his bloodthirsty gaze.

soon.

A thin figure appeared in Deringer's sight.

"This guy... is the demon Ajin, one of the top executives of the Gawain Pirates. I wonder what his blood would taste like?"

"If he were to die on the field, what kind of expression would Knight Gawain show?!"

As he spoke, Deringer paused, a hint of surprise revealed in his eyes.

It was because Ajin, who was far away, had already discovered that someone was spying on him, so he turned around and met Deringer's eyes.

One had a calm look, showing no emotion.

One of them looked crazy and extremely bloodthirsty.

The two gazes met in the air, and both saw the dangerous aura in each other.

(End of this chapter)