One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Two days later.

After the Roy Pirates wiped out two more groups of foolish pirate crews,

The outline of Dressrosa appears on the horizon.

From afar, it appears as an island brimming with southern charm, boasting a warm climate, abundant flowers, and renowned for its vast sunflower fields and windmill landscapes.

The port city of Acacia was bustling with activity, with merchant ships gathering and the air filled with the fragrance of flowers, music, and laughter of people.

The Ark Proverb landed in a remote location, and Roy and his group disembarked and headed into the city.

The group arrived on the streets of Dressrosa and were immediately captivated by the atmosphere around them.

The streets were bustling with people, and the air was filled with lively music and the aroma of barbecue.

Everywhere you look, you hear vendors hawking their wares, and men and women dancing enthusiastically to music.

"It's quite lively here..."

Savi looked around curiously, drawn to the roadside stalls selling unusual toys and flowers.

Yamato, on its first voyage, was filled with wonder and excitement.

His little face flushed with excitement as he slung the spiked club "Ah Jian" over his back.

Like a fawn entering the forest for the first time, it weaves in and out of the crowd, curiously observing everything.

They would then approach the dancers and imitate their tap-kick steps;

Then I was drawn to the street performers' tricks and watched them intently.

"Hey! Yamato, don't wander off!"

Savi quickly chased after her, fearing that Kaido's beloved daughter might get lost or cause trouble in an unfamiliar place.

Stella flipped through the intelligence book in her hand and reported to Roy in a low voice.

Cyrus had been famous in the Colosseum in Dressrosa for many years and was known as the "Undefeated Legend".

He will appear every afternoon during the "Battle for Glory" segment, accepting any challenger.

Today is Wednesday, and as usual, he should be in the arena.

Roy nodded: "Then let's go check out the arena first."

The Dressrosa Colosseum, located in the center of the city, is a magnificent circular stone building that can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.

Even before the event started, a large number of people and scalpers had already gathered outside the venue, waiting to enter.

Roy and his companions bought several front-row tickets and followed the guards to the arena.

As soon as you enter the arena, a deafening cheer hits you.

The circular stands were packed, with spectators waving colorful flags and chanting the names of their favorite athletes.

In the center of the arena is a ring with a diameter of over 100 meters, surrounded by a ring of seawater.

"The atmosphere is really lively."

Yamato's eyes widened; it was the first time she had ever seen such a scene.

Everyone took their seats and sat down. Stella immediately took out her binoculars and scanned the contestants' preparation area next to the ring.

"Found it."

She handed the binoculars to Roy.

"That tall man in silver armor, wielding a long sword, must be Cyrus."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked in the direction Stella was pointing.

In a corner of the preparation area, a burly man with a resolute face sat alone.

He focused intently on wiping the longsword in his hand, oblivious to the surrounding noise, his eyes calm.

"His aura is steady, and his physique is also quite good," Roy commented.

At this moment, the host's loud voice resounded throughout the venue through the loudspeaker.

"ladies and gentlemen!

Welcome to the Dressrosa Colosseum!

The Battle of Glory is about to begin this afternoon!

Let us welcome—the legendary warrior who maintains an undefeated record, Cyrus!

The cheers reached their peak.

Cyrus slowly rose and walked steadily toward the ring.

Without any unnecessary movements, he simply nodded to the audience around him, then stood quietly in the center of the ring, waiting for his challenger.

"So, which brave warrior dares to challenge our undefeated legend today?"

The host shouted.

After a brief commotion in the stands, a burly man wielding a giant axe jumped off the stands and tumbled into the ring.

"oh--!"

"let me see....."

"Today's challenger... is 'Rockbreaker' Baldo!"

"He was once a famous soldier in the North!" the host introduced excitedly.

However, this challenger completely disregarded the host's solemn introduction.

The battle began almost instantly and ended almost instantly.

Bardo roared and swung his giant axe down, but Cyrus merely turned slightly to the side, his longsword drawing a silver arc in the sunlight.

clang!

The giant axe was precisely deflected, and Cyrus stepped forward, the hilt of his sword striking Bardo heavily in the abdomen.

The burly man groaned, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

"A single blow seals victory! Cyrus continues his undefeated legend!"

The host excitedly shouted, holding the microphone.

An even louder cheer erupted from the stands.

Cyrus, however, showed no expression. He simply bowed slightly to his fallen opponent, then retreated to the edge of the ring to await the next challenger.

Three more challengers then took to the stage, but all were defeated by Cyrus within three moves.

His swordsmanship is concise and efficient, without any fancy moves, and every strike accurately hits the opponent's weakness.

"It's really good."

Hawkeye rarely commented,

"He has a solid foundation in swordsmanship, rich combat experience, and a perfect grasp of timing."

Barrett stroked his chin.

"His strength, speed, and technique are all impeccable, but... I feel like something is missing."

"It lacks the murderous aura."

Roy continued,

"His swordsmanship is for 'victory' rather than 'killing'."

In the arena, where the rules are clearly defined, he is invincible.

But a real life-or-death struggle might be another matter entirely.

Cyrus's fighting style does indeed reveal a sense of "restraint"—

He tries his best to avoid causing fatal damage, and each time he defeats an opponent, he stops short of killing them.

This is noble chivalry in the arena, but on the cruel sea, it can become a fatal weakness.

"Boss, should we go and contact him now?" Savi asked.

Roy shook his head.

"No rush. Let's observe what happens after he leaves the arena."

After the challenge, Cyrus left the stage amidst a deafening roar of cheers from the audience.

Roy and the others lost interest in watching any longer and left their seats, quietly following Cyrus.

Cyrus did not linger in the arena; after changing out of his armor,

Dressed in simple clothes, he walked through the bustling streets toward a working-class neighborhood on the edge of the city.

In stark contrast to the bustling city center, the houses here are low and dilapidated, but the streets are clean and tidy.

When the residents saw Cyrus, they greeted him warmly. The children gathered around, and Cyrus, rarely showing a smile, took out some candy from his pocket and gave it to them.

"Brother Cyrus! Did you win again today?"

A little boy with a missing front tooth asked.

"Yes, you won." Cyrus ruffled the boy's hair.

"Wow, that's amazing! When I grow up, I want to be a fighting champion like you!"

Cyrus's smile faded slightly.

"The arena isn't a good place. Focus on learning a craft and become a craftsman or merchant in the future."

He continued walking and eventually stopped in front of a simple but tidy little house.

At the entrance, a young woman was hanging laundry to dry. Upon seeing Cyrus, she gave him a gentle smile.

"You're back. You must have had a long day."