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

Chapter 427 Sanji cuts off the past, Hawkins' stance wavers!

More importantly, these three are clearly on Barrett's side at this moment, which means that the previous rumors that Barrett joined Gawain's group are very likely true!
If the Knights of the Round Table alone can easily field four warriors comparable to the Four Emperors or Admirals, then where does their leader, Knight Gawain, stand?
Recalling his previous crushing defeat, Kaido instinctively gripped his spiked club tighter!
Zheng——!
The blade is sheathed.

Redfield's domineering aura slowly subsided, and his gaze fell on Barrett and the others, his eyes filled with an indescribable greed.

Like a hunter craving blood!
Do not!
He was a hunter by nature, and he truly craved blood.

"interesting."

Redfield said meaningfully, then sat down on the spot, clearly unwilling to make a move there.

Kaido glanced at him and then suppressed his frenzied aura.

The tense atmosphere in the arena dissipated completely.

But all that remained for everyone was an indescribable sense of oppression and awe.

Faced with such a monster, can I really still fight?
The moment this question arose in Kidd's mind, he felt a strange sense of humiliation.

He started his career in the South China Sea and was invincible all the way. He once thought that he was not far from the top of the world.

But it wasn't until recently, when I witnessed the Marineford War firsthand, that I realized just how naive I had been.

Three months of grueling, life-or-death training only earned me the right to stand here.

But that's all there is to it.

Look around.

Aside from the listless Moria and the blustering Vinsmoke Judge, almost everyone else exuded a suffocating aura about him.

That was the oppressive feeling brought about by the vast difference in strength.

At this moment.

He even envied Hawkins, who didn't have to come here or witness the enormous chasm between himself and these monsters!

They're not even from the same dimension!

But at this moment.

A hearty laugh reached Kidd's ears, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

All I could see was the straw hat, now completely transformed, with its hands covering its head, leaning casually against the wall.

"laugh!"

"How interesting! After defeating everyone here and then blasting Knight Gawain away, I can become the Pirate King, right?!"

Are you kidding me?
Fighting a monster like that?

That's what Kidd intended to say.

But looking at the confidence on the straw hat's face and feeling the aura emanating from the other person that was comparable to the monsters present, he felt as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.

"you……"

"Yo~"

"Sashi ignores me~"

"Kid!"

Kidd's lips twitched, and an inexplicable anger surged within him:
"I'm the one who's going to be the Pirate King!"

Sound output.

Kidd felt a sudden sense of relief, but when he looked up at the straw hat, he felt even angrier and pouted.

"Tch—!"

"Hahahahaha—!"

Laughter from the straw hat echoed in the athletes' preparation area.

Sitting in the corner, Judge felt a surge of unease, but dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Although the confrontation was brief, it made him realize a fact.

Among the contestants present, I am probably the weakest one.

Vinsmoke's prized combat suit was utterly useless against these monsters.

I'm afraid that I'll be defeated with just one blow.

This is a difference in dimensions; even the Gajiri are aware of their own limitations.

But what he truly couldn't accept was that blond figure who stood shoulder to shoulder with Barrett, equally powerful and equally dazzling!

"Sanji..."

Judge shook his head, his mind in turmoil.
He still remembered how, two years ago in Water 7, Sanji was powerless against him, yet in just two years, he had reached the pinnacle of power on the seas.
What a joke!
"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Judge sat in the corner, stubbornly gripping the spear in his hand.

I cannot be wrong, nor can I afford to be wrong.

Judge's mind was in turmoil, but no one present noticed him.

The surrounding audience nearly erupted in cheers, with countless people standing up, gripping the railings, and shouting at the top of their lungs!

"The final hasn't even started yet, and the tension between these monsters is already so palpable!"

"A mere standoff has shaken the entire arena; it's unimaginable just how intense the next scene will be!"

"Staying in the stands is no longer safe! Even being caught in the aftershocks of their fight could be fatal!"

"It's no surprise that Britannias will require all attendees to sign a liability waiver beforehand!"

"But, but, but..."

"To witness such a battle, I have no regrets in this life!"

call--!
Cheers surged like waves, raising the emotions of those present to an unprecedented level!

Seeing this, Zango skipped the warm-up segment entirely:

"Since the audience is requesting it, then let's skip all the meaningless segments!"

"I'll emphasize the rules one last time!"

"The martial arts tournament is only for the strongest to emerge victorious. Use any means at your disposal—sneak attacks, assassinations, poisoning, or forceful suppression of all enemies—as long as you fight to the very end on the field, you are the winner!"

"Now it's the round of 16 to 8, numbers are randomly drawn, and the matches are head-to-head. The first match..."

"Number 7 VS Number 15!"

"start!"

In the distance, in the contestants' area, two blond figures, one tall and one short, emerged from the shadows.

Judge stood to one side, holding a spear in one hand.

Even if the hope is slim, we're already standing here, so we have to risk everything and fight for it!
As Judge thought this, he slowly raised his head to look at his enemy in the distance, but his breath stopped abruptly:
"Sanji..."

"what."

Sanji remained calm, not even glancing at her, but instead turning to look at Django on the host's platform, his brow furrowing slightly.
"Boring guy."

"I no longer need to use such methods to sever ties with my past."

"after all……"

"Right now, I only have one identity: a member of the Knights of the Round Table, and the head chef on Knight Gawain's ship!"

brush--!
Sanji pulled open the black aluminum can.

A puff of white smoke flashed by, and Sanji changed into his stealth black battle suit.

Due to his long-term training, Sanji's height has increased significantly compared to the original timeline, exceeding two meters.

His physique has also become much stronger, but he still appears extremely well-proportioned overall.

Combined with the stealth black battle suit, it brings an incredibly powerful sense of oppression!
In the field.

The two stood in silent confrontation, awaiting the highest signal to declare war.

But the audience was in an uproar!

"That's... Invisible Black?"

"The opponent is Vinsmoke Judge, the leader of Germa 66?!"

"Isn't that a cartoon character?!"

in the audience.

Many of them are from the North Sea, and they have watched the story of Sora, the warrior of the sea, since they were young, so it has become a memory for a generation.

Of course, we won't forget the main villain!

"The Warrior of the Sea... is it real?!"

in the audience.

Drake and Hawkins exchanged a glance, both seeing the inexplicable tremor in each other's eyes. Law, who hadn't chosen to participate in the martial arts tournament, took in their expressions and a slight smile played on his lips.

When he first saw Sanji in this posture, his reaction was almost identical to the other two.

"A cyborg from Vinsmoke?!"

Katakuri sat by the window, watching the two facing off in the arena, especially Sanji:
"Judging from this, he should be the child that Judge mentioned who died."

How ironic!

"The perfect work that I always believed in was ultimately proven to be nothing more than a toy with its limits locked in."

"On this vast ocean, dominance is everything, and dominance stems from willpower, which is strengthened by emotion."

"Losing emotions means losing the possibility of moving forward."

"The dream I pursued my whole life was found in a discarded, defective product."

"interesting."

Hawkeye glanced at Katakuri, then looked away and said calmly:

"There's no need to watch this battle any longer."

Katakuri gave a curt reply:
"makes sense."

……

boom--!
Judge tapped the ground with his spear, his mind a jumble of complex emotions.

He took a deep breath, looked up at Sanji in the distance, hoping to see anger, resentment, or even intense killing intent in the latter's eyes.

At least that would prove that the other person still cares about you, and if they do care, there's still a chance to win them back!

Even without ever fighting, he could sense that Sanji now possessed the combat power to fight against the most elite monsters!
This is Germa's long-cherished wish, Judge's own dream!

But all he saw was a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Sanji..."

Gaji murmured.

"You are, after all, mine and Sora's..."

boom--!
Purple flames suddenly rose, and the intense heat instantly melted the ground beneath Sanji's feet. His figure transformed into a purple streak and crashed down on Judge in the distance.

"Don't insult that name!"

In a hurry.

Judge only had time to raise his spear to block Sanji's attack, but he couldn't even stop him for a moment before being kicked out of the arena!

boom--!
Dust and smoke filled the air, and gravel flew everywhere.

Judge lost consciousness on the spot.

The spear broke, the battle suit on the chest burst open, and the entire chest cavity was almost scalded. At a glance, you could even see the beating heart being pierced by needles!

"boring."

"The results can be announced now."

Sanji waved his hand, pressed the mechanism on his body, and the invisible black battle suit reappeared as if it were a soda can.

"The first match of the quarterfinals of the martial arts tournament, the winner is... Black Leg - Sanji!"

boom--!
Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted from the stands on both sides.

This battle, from beginning to end, lasted only a moment, yet the impact it had on everyone was like a nuclear bomb!
“I recognize that guy. He’s the overlord of the North Sea, the head of the Vinsmoke family, and the king of a member state of the World Government!”

"Known for their ferocity and strength, they are one of the overlords of the North Sea!"

"But on such a battlefield, even the overlord who reigns supreme in the North Sea is defeated in an instant."

"This is no longer a battlefield where ordinary monsters can interfere; this is... a hell for the strong!!!"

Drake fell silent for a moment, his hand instinctively resting on the weapon at his waist.

He couldn't help but ask himself:

How long can I hold on?
That answer left Hawkins speechless, and he couldn't help but turn to look at Hawkins beside him.

He vaguely remembered it.

Hawkins suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Judge back in the North Sea.

His own strength might not be weaker than Hawkins', but it was definitely not much stronger.

In other words.

Even if it were me fighting Blackfoot, the outcome would definitely not be much better.

These famous figures who made their mark on the new world were indeed not to be trifled with!
The tarot cards flipped and opened in Hawkins' hands, and the results of each divination appeared before his eyes, but all he saw was...

defeat!
defeat!
defeat!
……

laugh--!
Hawkins tore a tarot card in half, his expression instantly calming as he looked down at his hands, which seemed somewhat unfamiliar.
"What's wrong with me?!"

"When faced with an opponent you cannot defeat, the most rational thing to do is to avoid them."

But at that moment, a casual voice rang in Hawkins' ears.

"You've come to the wrong place, Hawkins!"

Hawkins was startled, only then realizing that a man wearing a spotted hat and with a calm expression had appeared beside him.

"Torafalga Ro!"

Hawkins' expression changed drastically:
"One of the monsters in the Knights of the Round Table under Knight Gawain's command, known as the Surgeon of Death!"

"Hey hey hey~"

Luo gently tossed the jelly-like cube in her hand into the air.

When Hawkins looked closely, he realized that it was actually a still-beating heart!

boom--!
boom--!
boom--!
With each heartbeat, Hawkins seemed to feel his own blood flowing.

Hawkins glanced down at his chest, where a large section had become empty, and Hawkins sitting opposite him also had a similar empty section in his chest.

Drake, standing to the side, did the same!
This method of instantly taking the opponent's heart without being detected is simply terrifying!
What shocked Hawkins even more was that the combat power of the person who made the move far exceeded his own by more than one level.

Life and death are beyond one's control; despite the immense disadvantage, Hawkins calmed down. Moreover, at this moment, he was more concerned with the answer from Luo:

"What do you mean 'went the wrong way'?!"

Luo leaned back in his chair and said slowly:

"The captain once said..."

"The strong wield their swords against the stronger, and the weak wield their swords against the weaker."

"Only by going through life-and-death battles and emerging from mountains of corpses and seas of blood can one achieve true supremacy!"

"The strong one..."

"How could we possibly back down?!"

Hawkins fell silent for a moment.

Luo patted him on the shoulder, then glanced at Drake beside him and said:
"Would you be interested in working in Britannias?!"

"If you're aiming for the strongest, there's no better stage than here!"

"As for one piece..."

"What's the point of gaining a sunken world?!"

The sound fell to the ground.

Luo's figure had disappeared, and Drake and the other's hearts had returned to their original positions.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes!
"Silently, without a sound, they directly removed our hearts..."

Drake said with lingering fear:

"That guy is strong, stronger than I imagined. He might not be much weaker than Black Leg Sanji from before."

"If every member of the Knights of the Round Table in Britannias possessed such fighting prowess..."

Drake was pale.
"What kind of monsters did this sea harbor?!"

The words fell to the ground, but there was no response. Drake abruptly looked up, only to see a dazed Hawkins:
"you……"

Hawkins murmured:

"Britannias might... be a good choice, wouldn't it?!"

Drake was suddenly stunned.

At that moment, on the platform above, Zango announced the two sides for the next round of battle.

"Roronoa Zoro vs. Hawkeye Mihawk!"

(End of this chapter)