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

Abel's first opponent was a muscular man who practiced karate.

"To save some time, we still need to show some strength."

Facing his opponent who charged forward with a roar, Abel dodged the attack in a single step and appeared behind him.

Then the fingers bend...

Give it a flick.

Bang!

The karate muscle man seemed to have suffered some kind of severe injury; his back immediately caved in, and he flew more than ten meters away, falling off the ring and crashing into the wall below the audience seats.

Fortunately, there were relatively few spectators watching the novice arena match, and the seats were sparse; otherwise, we might have had to take a few extra people with us.

The doctor immediately took the person away, but it's uncertain whether they will survive.

"You used a little too much force. Next time you need to hold back at least three-tenths of your strength."

Upon hearing Abel's mutterings, the referee glanced at the piece of paper in his hand that had the number 50 written on it, then simply tore it up and wrote another number.

Let's hurry up and send this guy up to cause trouble for others.

These newcomers can't withstand this kind of torment.

Chapter 376 The Crippled Trio

Instant kill, instant kill, and still an instant kill!

Abel easily advanced to level 120 using only one finger.

Then he ran into an 'acquaintance'.

Abel's opponent this time was one of the three people who had mocked him at the registration desk downstairs.

"Looks like I'm in luck..."

"So it's you. Looks like your luck isn't so good."

Just when Abel thought that even God wanted him to teach the other person how to be polite, the guy in front of him recognized him and showed a confident smile.

Clearly, this guy hadn't seen what happened in the arena before Abel.

The other two also came and cheered from the audience.

Of course, there was also no shortage of sarcastic remarks directed at Abel.

"Sure enough, you have to just kill the bugs directly, otherwise it'll be really annoying if they keep buzzing in your ear."

Abel muttered to himself, completely disregarding the other party.

As the battle began, Abel, who had always waited for the opponent to make the first move, chose to take the initiative for the first time.

The guy who was so confident just a moment ago felt like he'd only blinked, how did he suddenly appear in front of me?!

At that moment, Abel had already placed one of his fingers on his chest.

Then, I looked past the thing and adjusted the angle slightly.

Bang!

A figure suddenly flew out of the arena and crashed into the audience.

Two are below, and one is above.

The three people piled up on top of each other and crashed into the wall.

Number 1, whose chest had caved in, was clearly no longer alive.

Number 2 and Number 3 had countless broken bones throughout their bodies, and they were also breathing more air than they were exhaling; they were on the verge of death.

In the midst of the chaos, the doctor rushed over and began to resuscitate the patient.

"Can we announce the verdict now?"

Abel, having turned his gaze away, uttered a single sentence that jolted the somewhat bewildered referee awake.

"Uh, Abel wins!"

Since it's a fighting arena, injuries and fatalities are inevitable.

Therefore, each participant signs a waiver when registering.

However, it is still very rare for a spectator to be killed by a contestant who is sent flying.

However, the responsibility clearly does not lie with the athletes or the organizers; rather, it lies with the organizers for failing to take adequate protective measures.

So the staff at Sky Arena didn't make things difficult for anyone, but were prepared to provide compensation.

Sorry, but money really does buy you anything.

As for Abel, who casually dealt with a few small insects, there was no particular emotional fluctuation; he just felt that things had quieted down a bit.

After Abel twice sent his opponents flying into the stands and caused injuries or fatalities, all the rings he participated in have had enhanced security measures and raised barriers.

This isn't to protect the athletes, but to protect the audience...

Also no one.

After overcoming numerous obstacles, Abel reached the 190th floor without much effort.

Because he always defeated his opponents with just one finger, he attracted the attention of countless viewers and thus began to gain fame.

Many people are eagerly anticipating what kind of opponent will force them to reveal their true abilities.

In fact, at this stage, if a contestant is only participating for the money, they could have already ended their participation.

Because there are no more prizes above that level; it's all about players fighting for honor and reputation.

But clearly, these 190 floors are still far from Abel's goal.

"The winner is... 'The Finger of God' Abel!"

"Oh, Abel! Abel!"

"This guy is too strong! He's just too strong!"

"Ahhh, he's so handsome! I want to have your babies!"

"He's handsome, strong, and most importantly, that finger... Being his woman would be so wonderful~"

Abel: "..."

Ok?

Meow meow meow?

Did a car wheel just run over my face?

Abel was speechless. "The Finger of God..." Who gave him that nickname?

That's a damn finger strike!

Speechless, Abel stepped down from the ring and followed the staff to another service counter.

The real challenge begins after you reach the 200th floor.

The preceding parts can be considered appetizers.

Furthermore, the challenge rules are different after the 200th floor.

The system now adopts an "application-based combat system," giving each person a 90-day preparation period to participate in the competition on any day during this period.

Every battle you win will give you a recalculated 90-day battle preparation period.

However, if you do not participate in the war within the stipulated 90 days, you will be disqualified.

At this level, you can pass as long as you win ten games, but if you lose four games before winning ten games, you will be disqualified.

However, if you can win this floor, you can challenge the [floor owner], and if you win, you can replace the other party and become the new floor owner.

After listening to the receptionist's explanation, Abel nodded slightly and said, "Then please arrange it for me, the sooner the better."

"Huh? Are you sure? You want to apply for the next battle now?"

“That’s right, no matter who the opponent is. If there is someone, we can start now.”

The young woman felt helpless, but she had to respect the contestant's wishes.

Just then, a guy wearing a cloak and a gas mask walked up quickly and submitted an application form, saying, "I want to apply too."

The young woman looked at Abel with a hint of sympathy before starting her work.

Because of the [application-based combat system], there are often people who camp out here, and as soon as they see a new person submit a combat application, they immediately jump out.

This would greatly increase the chances of them being placed in the same arena, thus allowing the newcomer to be "tested" and the newcomer to gain a valuable victory.

To put it bluntly, it means bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Abel was also targeted by them.

The cloaked man coldly threatened, "Newbie, here's a piece of advice: when you get to the arena, you'd better just admit defeat. Otherwise, I can't guarantee you'll end up crippled."

Abel laughed upon hearing this. "You have companions, don't you? Why don't you call them over together? Do you want to eat alone?"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, one game is a deal, three games are a deal. You guys shouldn't be afraid of a 'newcomer,' right?"

"what?"

"Since you're so eager to die, then we won't be polite."

A man without a left hand and a paralyzed man in a wheelchair came by.

"Huh? But that's not in accordance with the rules, is it?" The young lady hesitated for a moment.

“I just checked, and there doesn’t seem to be any explicit rule about this.”

Abel said with a smile, "And as long as I don't accumulate four losses, I can keep applying to be matched with opponents, right?"

"Uh, there's no precedent for this, I need to ask for instructions."

Abel needs to complete ten wins as soon as possible, so these guys have arrived at just the right time.