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

"It's in!"

Luffy stomped on the ground, cracking it, and shot towards Barrett like a white cannonball.

The speed was so fast that even Kuina narrowed her eyes slightly.

Barrett also showed no mercy.

The White Tiger Beastman form was completed instantly, and the amplification power of the Momo Fruit was fully unleashed, with the Fusion Fruit condensing into a suit of armor on his body.

"Come on, Straw Hat Boy!" Barrett threw a punch.

Luffy's fist arrived at the same time.

The two fists collided in mid-air.

"boom--!!!"

The ground in the center of the training field had sunk half a meter, and spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions. Ripples rippled on the nearest protective wall, like a pool of water that had been stirred up.

Luffy was thrown backward by the shock, tumbling twice in the air before landing and bouncing like rubber.

"Wow, that's strong!" Luffy sprang to his feet, staring intently at Bullet as he withdrew his fist, and exclaimed excitedly.

Barrett withdrew his fist, feeling the force returning to his fist, and the kid in front of him who had taken his punch but was completely unharmed.

"That's interesting."

Barrett's aura began to rise steadily.

"Then let me see how long you can last!"

Meanwhile, Zoro and Hawkeye have already started fighting.

Zoro immediately unleashed Black Rope Tornado, a three-sword slash that created a massive tornado that hurtled towards Mihawk.

Hawkeye drew his black sword, Yoru, with one hand, without even using his Devil Fruit ability; he simply swung it lightly.

A flash of white light.

The tornado was split in two, the blade's energy scattered, and the rubble it whipped up fell like raindrops.

Zoro's pupils contracted.

He knew Hawkeye was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

That strike had no fancy moves; it was like the most fundamental answer to swordsmanship—sharp to the extreme, fast as lightning, and indestructible.

"Your swordsmanship is similar to Kuina's."

Hawkeye spoke calmly.

"But your murderous aura is even stronger."

Zoro didn't reply and immediately activated the Nine-Sword Style of Demonic Aura.

The three swords transformed into nine illusory sword shadows, with flowing cherry blossoms and Conqueror's Haki intertwining and covering the entire body, giving off a chilling ghostly aura.

"That's a good move." Hawkeye's eyes lit up slightly.

Black Blade Night slashed out horizontally. The slash seemed ordinary, but its momentum was overwhelming, as if it were being cleaved from countless directions at the same time.

The flashing blades blocked all of Zoro's escape routes.

Zoro gritted his teeth and charged forward with all nine swords.

"Clang, clang, clang—!"

The clang of metal against metal was deafening.

Zoro felt like he had been hit by a mountain.

The three knives trembled violently, my tiger's mouth went numb, and I almost lost all feeling in my arms.

Even so, Zoro's feet were rooted to the ground like nails, and he didn't take a single step back.

Hawkeye sheathed his sword and looked at him: "Your swordsmanship is pure. But you're still a long way from defeating me."

"Hey!"

Zoro grinned, showing no fear whatsoever, but rather a burning fighting spirit in his eyes.

Zoro readjusted his sword: "I know. But I have to fight this battle."

The battle between Tesoro and Sanji was much more exciting.

Sanji unleashed his full kicking power, combining Diable Jambe with Ryuo, each kick accompanied by scorching flames and a pink, imposing aura.

He was incredibly fast, leaving afterimages in the air, and his attacks were so cunning that they were dazzling.

Tezzolo didn't retaliate immediately.

While using his Observation Haki to dodge, he observed Sanji's leg techniques with great interest.

"Not bad. Speed, power, and timing are all at a very high level."

Tezzolo dodged a sweeping kick, the hem of his golden suit grazed by the flames, sending up wisps of smoke.

"And your kicking style is very elegant, unlike those brutes on this island."

"Talking so much while fighting, you don't seem like some important person."

Sanji sneered and kicked Tesoro in the face.

Tezzolo raised his hand to block.

The gold solidified into a small shield the instant it touched the ground, producing a clanging sound.

Sanji stepped back, then gently spun his right foot on the ground, reigniting the flames.

His brow furrowed slightly—the other party hadn't exerted much effort at all in that kick.

"What, are you not continuing?" Tesoro released the golden shield, letting it liquefy back onto the ground.

Sanji did not answer.

"Then I'll get started."

Tezzolo's expression changed. The smile was still the same, but the temperature in the air suddenly rose.

The goldfields are expanding.

The ground was covered in gold, and lightning surged and flowed in the liquid gold like golden snakes.

Sanji's Observation Haki triggered a frantic warning—all his landing points were blocked.

"Gold Razer"

Tesoro flicked his finger lightly.

Dozens of golden spikes crackling with lightning erupted from the ground and simultaneously pierced towards Sanji.

Sanji pushed off with his feet and flew into the air.

But the golden realm was ever-present, with golden tentacles rising from the ground relentlessly pursuing it.

"Tap tap tap tap..."

Sanji left a trail of afterimages in mid-air, his toes touching the air as if walking on flat ground, and his body shook off most of the golden tentacles as he changed direction at lightning speed.

But Tesoro's Observation Haki was superior to his, and the remaining tentacles accurately predicted his movement trajectory.

"Got you?"

Tesoro suddenly appeared above Sanji.

The phantom of Cerberus coalesced behind him, dark red flames erupting from its three heads, intertwining with the lightning of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit to form an overwhelming net.

Sanji's pupils contracted to their maximum size.

He raised his right foot, concentrating all the domineering energy within him into this single strike.

The power of the Ryuo surged wildly, and flames enveloped his legs like a tornado.

"Devil's Gale - Ryuo - Hell Memories!"

The air itself seemed to distort the moment that kick was delivered.

Leg shadows collided with the network of fire and electricity.

"boom--!"

Sanji was sent flying backward from the flames, crashing heavily onto the training ground and sliding for more than ten meters before coming to a stop.

His clothes were torn in several places, there was a burn mark on his chest, and a trickle of blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Ouch, that really hurts." Sanji got up from the ground and coughed twice.

Tezzolo landed from mid-air, brushing the dust off his suit:

"Not bad. Not many people can force me to use this move. I take back what I just said—you deserve a couple of drinks."

Sanji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"Then you'd better prepare some wine."

The three matches concluded one after another.

Luffy and Bullet fought the longest.

Barrett's strength completely overwhelmed Luffy, but Luffy's almost shameless recovery ability and his increasingly excited fighting spirit made it difficult for Barrett to defeat him easily.

After their final exchange of blows, the two retreated several meters each and tacitly stopped.

"Kid, your Devil Fruit ability is fucking annoying."

Barrett rubbed his cheek, which had been hit by Conqueror's Haki, his tone carrying a rare hint of admiration.

"Hehe! You're pretty strong too, big guy!"

Luffy sat up from the ground, covered in injuries, but he was smiling more happily than anyone else.

The duel between Zoro and Hawkeye ended the fastest.

Hawkeye's strength has far exceeded Zoro's current limit. Even if Zoro uses all his strength, he can only barely remain undefeated.

But this "unbeatable" performance has already surprised Hawkeye.

Hawkeye: "Come find me again when you've forged all three swords into black blades."

"Definitely." Zoro sheathed his sword, his expression solemn.

Sanji was badly beaten by Tesoro, but Tesoro wasn't completely healed either.

Sanji's final Ryuo Flame Kick left a scorch mark on Tesoro's suit.

Tezzolo was still brooding over this.

"This suit is very expensive." Tezzolo looked down at the scorch mark, his face contorted with pain.

"Buy me a drink, and I'll teach you how to take care of your suit," Sanji said with a grin.