One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

When everyone is young and impetuous, they all think they will become the Pirate King in the future, but decades later, very few of them survive, and even fewer make a name for themselves.

On the contrary, the arrogant crew-cut boy nodded in agreement with Abel.

Maybe that's what he was thinking too. He felt that he had a bright future ahead of him, and becoming one of the Four Emperors was nothing compared to becoming the Pirate King!

Hmm, this slogan sounds more and more familiar!

"Then let's cut to the chase and get started."

Doflamingo was getting a little impatient, mainly because he was still thinking about his business in the North Sea.

"I'll go first in the first round!"

The young man with the rooster-like haircut stepped forward without hesitation, and Du Feld had no objection.

To be honest, he didn't care about the money from one or two casinos at all.

The main reason for staging this deadly battle was to assess the true strength of the Don Quixote family, to have a clear understanding of their capabilities, and to see if it was worthwhile to invest in them.

So he doesn't care about winning or losing.

"Why go through all that trouble? This island isn't small. Let's each choose a place to start the war."

Diamanti stepped out and said coldly.

Seeing that no one stopped him, the young man with the rooster-like haircut laughed loudly and pointed to the forest in the distance, "Alright, let's go over there."

Diamanti was not to be outdone, and the two of them immediately burst into amazing speed, rushing inside in the blink of an eye.

Who is my opponent?

The disheveled man came out and asked, his fingers still picking his nose.

Just as Rao G was about to step forward, Gladius beat him to it, saying, "Leave this guy to me."

"In order not to disturb Lord Feld's enjoyment, how about we go there?"

The slovenly man pointed to the huge prison in the center of the island and said with a smile.

Gradus nodded taciturnly, then strode over there at a leisurely pace.

Seeing this, the slovenly man casually wiped his hands on his clothes, chuckled, and followed.

"Then in the end, only we are left."

The crew-cut boy walked arrogantly up to Abel and said, "You can choose any location on the island."

Abel nodded slightly. "Don't go too far. It's nearby. Let's finish this quickly."

"Just what I wanted. I hope you can hold out for a minute longer in my hands."

The crew-cut boy held his head high and walked directly to the open space not far away.

Abel's eyes narrowed. He hadn't encountered anyone more arrogant than himself in a while, and he felt a little uneasy.

"Ready? Let's begin, yawn~"

Du Feld yawned, already feeling a bit sleepy.

Suddenly, the sounds of fierce fighting erupted in the forest, and rows of trees fell one after another.

The crew-cut boy glanced in that direction first, then looked away and arrogantly said to Abel, "Come on, let me see what you're capable of."

Abel, not one to tolerate such behavior, pulled out his pistol and emptied the ammunition in front of him.

With a series of gunshots, several holes were shot into the head and heart of the crew-cut boy.

Strangely, not a single drop of blood flowed from the wound.

And it's recovering rapidly!

"A Logia-type Devil Fruit user..."

Abel squinted and stated his judgment word by word.

The crew-cut boy maintained his arrogant demeanor. "Looks like you have some knowledge. I'm a Logia-type Snow-Snow Fruit user. Just admit defeat, and I'll give you a quick death."

The crew-cut boy certainly has the right to be proud, after all, Logia-type Devil Fruits are extremely rare!

Moreover, he is only 15 years old, and his future is limitless.

If it grows up smoothly, it will surely become another powerful force on the high seas.

but……

That's a matter for the future!

No matter how great the opponent's potential is, this is his 'weakest' stage right now, that is an indisputable fact!

Moreover, Abel clearly remembered that the Snow-Snow Fruit would eventually fall into Doflamingo's hands and be given to Monet as a reward.

In other words, regardless of his presence or absence, this short-haired guy wouldn't have lived long enough to truly grow up.

Thinking of this, Abel's heart immediately calmed down.

While Logia-type Devil Fruit users are troublesome, he is not without ways to deal with them.

I have to thank Doflamingo for his guidance!

And of all the Logia-type fruits, it has to be the Snow-Snow Fruit...

Abel sheathed his pistol, drew his Onimaru, and his expression became unusually relaxed.

The crew-cut boy frowned. "What a nuisance. In that case, I'll finish you off in one move!"

"Flying snow!"

With a fierce wave of his hand, the crew-cut boy sent countless snowflakes hurtling towards Abel.

The soft snowflakes may seem harmless, but once they land on an enemy, they continuously absorb the target's body heat. As the snow accumulates, the target becomes heavier and heavier, eventually becoming unable to move and passively becoming a target!

Seeing that Abel couldn't even dodge this move, the crew-cut boy curled his lip in disdain, the outcome was already decided!

Chapter 178 What is immunity?

It was clear that Abel was about to be completely buried in the heavy snow.

Even Doflamingo couldn't help but frown slightly.

Although the opponent sent a Logia-type Devil Fruit user to fight, his age is a factor, and if they fight seriously, they might not be without a chance of winning!

Because he knew very well that Abel had already mastered Armament Haki.

Even the most basic level of domineering aura can catch the opponent off guard, or even kill them outright!

This is why he wasn't worried when he first saw it.

What he couldn't understand was why Abel just stood there and let the other side attack him.

The answer is actually quite simple.

Abel simply wanted to test the meaning of the talent [Inheritance of the Ice Dragon], which grants permanent immunity to all ice-related damage.

As the saying goes, ice and snow are inseparable; although snow is not ice, it should be considered an ice-related property.

That's why he didn't try to avoid it, letting the snowflakes fall on him.

Then Abel was delighted to discover that the Snow-Snow Fruit's attack was indeed counted as ice-attribute damage and had no effect on him.

Moreover, this "immunity to all ice damage" doesn't just mean you're immune to damage and won't get hurt; other effects like "slowing down" will still work.

It's complete immunity!

It means that when a skill hits you, the word "Immunity" pops up and you are unaffected!

This is what real immunity looks like.

Just like Luffy's immunity to Enel's lightning attack, even though the accompanying high temperature alone could melt the rubber, it had no effect whatsoever.

This is an example of absolute elemental advantage!

It's not scientific at all, but it's horrifying.

Abel was satisfied; he figured Aokiji would have to avoid him from now on.

"Looks like it's over."

Seeing that Abel had become an immobile snowman, the crew-cut boy immediately began to condense a seemingly ordinary snowball in his hand.

But in reality, this is a 'snowball cannonball' that has been infinitely compressed and hardened, with a hardness comparable to steel!

This is much more ruthless than hiding stones inside snowballs during a snowball fight.

"If you encounter an opponent like me, you can only say you're extremely unlucky."

"Go, Speed ​​Snowball!"

The crew-cut boy recited his lines in a very childish way while striking a baseball pitcher's pose, and then threw the ball out with a vengeance.

With a loud bang, the terrifying snowball hit the 'snowman' directly in the head.

The crew-cut boy didn't think the other party had any chance of survival, so he clapped his hands and prepared to go back to rest.

But just then, a voice came from behind him.

"Are you trying to beat me up with a snowball fight? To be honest, I'm really not good at that."

what? !

The crew-cut boy instinctively turned around and was utterly shocked by what he saw!

Abel, who had already been sentenced to death in his mind, was not dead. Instead, he stood there calmly, brushing off all the snow that had fallen on him.

The relaxed and carefree demeanor was as if they had gone out to play with classmates, had a low-intensity snowball fight, and hadn't even broken a sweat.

Seeing Abel's confident demeanor, Doflamingo, who had been frowning, immediately relaxed and smiled broadly.

Although he still had many doubts, he knew that the battle was now in the bag and there would be no further changes.

Then, if either Diamanti or Gladius wins, the outcome will be decided.

Thinking of this, Doflamingo was in a great mood.

They directly enjoyed the exorbitantly priced black tea brought by Du Feld.