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

Chapter 127 Clo: You, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, have also learned bad habits
at the same time.

Behind the arena.

Clo changed into clothes that were easier to move in and was constantly wiping the claw knife he had just made.

He couldn't help but take action. He did have the intention of upholding the rules of the martial arts tournament, but he was also worried that Ajin would kill his opponent directly on the field.

He had already learned the information about Deringer and Onesel from Gawain, and even sent people to investigate the two.

After all, the other party is a subordinate of Doflamingo, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. If something happens in the East China Sea, there will be trouble afterwards.

For Kro, the less trouble like this the better.

But what Cloe cared about most now was the fighting power that Ajin burst out at that moment. It was a posture that had never been displayed in previous competitions.

At that moment, even Cloe felt a hint of danger.

After a little thought.

Clo came back to his senses:
"Except for Gao Wen and me, no one among us deserves such attention from Ajin."

"Gawain said something like he had no interest in bullying weaklings, and instead focused his attention on guarding against attacks from the navy and pirates."

"So Jin is coming for me?!"

"This kid has also learned bad things."

Clo shook his head, a smile slowly forming on the corner of his mouth even as he said the bad words.

His eyes fell on the claw knife beside him. The sharp blade reflected the cold light, adding a bit of sharpness.

"But it's not like I'm unprepared!"

"Even if my opponent is you this time, even if your will is carried there, I will never back down!"

"I will defeat you with my strongest and most powerful faith. This is my greatest response to your will!"

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
……

After several sounds in succession, all the claw knives on Clo's fingertips had been brought up.

His entire aura suddenly became extremely cold.

So much so that when he walked out of the room and came to lead the West Zone contestants to the preparation area, everyone subconsciously kept a distance from him.

Some people even felt their legs go weak and their thighs tremble just by sensing his breath.

"Where did this strong man come from?"

"It is said that in the Eastern Region qualifiers just now, a guy called the ghost man Ajin appeared. He and that Deringer were fighting hard. Indistinctly, he has been called a monster."

"But this guy gives me the feeling that he is more dangerous!"

"No, it's much more dangerous!"

……

As everyone spoke, their vigilance against Clo had reached its highest point.

Even the few figures sitting in the corner felt a fierce murderous aura coming towards them at this moment.

Everyone swallowed at the same time and tightened their weapons. For a moment, they felt that the chances of winning were extremely slim.

Just because of the presence of such a monster, the balance of the battle began to tilt towards him from the very beginning.

Clo's gaze swept across the crowd and directly looked at a figure in the shadows.

The man raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked at Clo indifferently.

Their eyes met and then separated. Cloe found a seat nearby and sat down, closing his eyes and falling into a doze.

Clo's breath was restrained, and his entire aura calmed down at this moment, and the oppressive feeling in the field dissipated instantly.

Only the surprise in everyone's eyes told of what had just happened.

It was also at this time that the people around could see the appearance of the man in the shadow.

He had short hair that was almost touching his scalp, a square face, a serious demeanor, and a terrifying murderous aura all over his body.

He was Dazbonis who received Crocodile's order to come here to seize the Bone-Bone Fruit.

Long before setting off, Dazbonis had obtained information about the Gawain Pirates from Crocodile, and Crocodile in front of him was naturally among them.

But hearing about someone is not as good as meeting him in person. He originally thought that a place like the East China Sea would not produce any strong people except for that freak knight Gawain.

Now it seems that this is not the case!

Whether it is Akin in the Eastern Conference qualifiers or Clo standing in front of him at this moment, they are both rare good players.

The murderous aura even made his skin feel tingling.

“Should I say that I am worthy of being that man’s deputy?” Dazbonis muttered to himself, his expression becoming extremely solemn.
"With these guys here, my operation will be more exciting."

"but."

"Even if I have to use some unfair means, I must get that fruit!"

"After all, I'm just a killer, not someone who's after the strongest swordsman!"

……

With Clo's entry, the maintenance area fell silent for a moment.

Everyone subconsciously suppressed the sound of their breathing, for fear of disturbing some sleeping monster.

A few minutes later.

The door to the waiting area was violently pushed open...

boom!
Everyone looked up.

Then two arrogant figures strode in.

One had dark brown skin, wore a headscarf, and had a tongue wagging in the air.

One of them was tall, almost like a sphere, but his bald head was particularly high.

They were bounty hunters active in the New World, and they rushed to the East China Sea for the bounty of 300 million!

"Hey, Jeter, there are a lot of prey gathered here!"

The pointed-haired man, Abdula, looked around, a teasing smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

After just a few glances, he saw a lot of high-end goods with high bounties in the crowd.

"Even if we can't win, it's worth our trip to take off the heads of these bastards!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

The turbaned man Jett said calmly:

"Of course I want them all!"

The two men were extremely arrogant and talked about taking off everyone's heads in exchange for a reward.

None of the small fry present dared to speak up and refute.

Clo and Dazbonis in the corner raised their eyelids, glanced at the two of them, and then lost interest in them.

It’s because they have killed too many people like this who don’t know what they are talking about.

when!
when!
when!
A familiar bell rang.

It also marks the beginning of the Western Conference qualifiers.

Wow!
The hinges dropped, and the door in front of everyone slammed to the ground, revealing the roar of a live audience!
"Here it comes! The second game of the final!"

"The last fight was interrupted by someone, and the fighting power of those two people was almost at the level of a breakout, but this time it shouldn't be the case!"

"We can see bloodshed, death fights, and everything we want!"

……

Everyone couldn't help but look forward to the fight that was about to happen.

A group of contestants slowly walked into the central arena.

now.

There were still traces of the battle between Ajin and Deringer in the surroundings. Their presence was so instantaneous that it gave everyone the illusion that they were on a battlefield.

in the crowd.

Yabudla and Jeter stood side by side, their eyes fixed on Clo who was in the middle.

"The bounty on that guy is a full 30 million Baileys!"

"on!"

Jet slashed with his sword, and the sharp blade cut through the air, but there was no feeling of cutting flesh, only a sound of breaking through air.

"Um?!"

Jet was slightly stunned.

next moment.

A hideous scratch rose from his abdomen and reached his shoulder, bringing out a stream of blood and flesh.

laugh!
Blood was flowing and flesh was flying everywhere!
(End of this chapter)