Pirates: Martial Arts Masters on the Straw Hat Ship

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room had become extremely tense.

The battered and bruised Mr. 9 struggled to straighten the ridiculous crown on his head. He stared wide-eyed at the blue-haired girl not far away in disbelief.

"So... you're a princess, Miss Wednesday!" Mr. 9's voice was slightly off-key due to shock.

Lying on the ground, Icarum ignored the excruciating pain and roared with all his might, "Princess Vivi! Run! Don't worry about this old man!"

"Icarim!" Vivi's eyes were red-rimmed, and she gripped Karu's reins tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the force.

"Please run away quickly! For the sake of the motherland!"

Icaram's voice was stern and resolute:

"If you're not here, our Alabasta Kingdom will be... utterly finished! Go now!"

Faced with this scene of life and death, Mr. 5 casually stretched out his little finger and dug it deep into his nostril.

"Escape?" He scoffed, his tone full of mockery, like a cat toying with a mouse.

"Do you think you can escape our grasp?"

A sense of despair permeated the air.

Just then, an unexpected figure blocked Weiwei's path.

"Although I have absolutely no idea what's going on..."

Mr. 9 had his back to Vivi, and although the two steel baseball bats in his hands were twisted and deformed, he gripped them tighter than ever before.

His silhouette still looked comical, and his prince cosplay outfit looked out of place under the moonlight.

But at this moment, he exuded a masculine radiance.

"However, we've been partners for so long..."

Mr. 9 turned his head and gave Weiwei a bright smile. That smile lacked his usual slyness and scheming; it was pure, unadulterated honesty.

"Miss, Wednesday, let me buy you some time!"

"Mr. 9..." Vivi covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

Mr.9 took a deep breath, his eyes becoming more determined than ever before.

He knew he was a nobody, perhaps unable to withstand even a single blow from these monsters, but there were some things a man had to do.

"Let's go quickly!"

Mr. 9 roared, then lowered his voice, as if speaking to himself, or perhaps declaring to the world:

"Hey, in the end... I guess I'm not a bad man after all!"

Before he finished speaking, Mr. 9 moved.

"Take this! A fiery and determined counterattack!"

He leaped up suddenly, performing several signature backflips in mid-air. Using the centrifugal force of the rotation, he slammed the iron bar in his hand down on Mr. 5's head with a whistling sound.

This was the strongest blow of his life, and also his swan song.

However, the reality is cruel.

Faced with this seemingly suicidal attack, Mr. 5 didn't even lift an eyelid.

The gap in ability cannot be bridged by perseverance and passion alone.

"How foolish."

Mr. 5 gently rubbed the object he had just dug out of his nostril between his fingertips, his tone icy cold:

"What we need is the unwavering will to complete the mission. This kind of pointless camaraderie will only hasten your demise."

Mr. 9's figure rapidly magnified in his pupils. Mr. 5 made no move to dodge, but simply raised his hand dismissively and flicked his finger.

"Let me show you... what it feels like to be shattered to pieces."

That insignificant, repulsive gray-black object, like a bullet fired from a gun, precisely struck Mr. 9, who was unable to gain leverage in mid-air.

"A booger cannon!"

Boom! ...

The massive flames instantly engulfed Mr. 9's figure.

That was no ordinary explosion; the violent shockwave, mixed with scorching heat, instantly engulfed the entire street.

The once-hard stone pavement was blasted into a deep crater, with rubble flying everywhere like shrapnel.

"Aaaaaahh ...

With a piercing scream, Mr. 9 was thrown away like a kite with a broken string by the force of the explosion.

He traced a charred parabola through the air before crashing heavily into the turbulent sea.

The waves surged and swallowed him up in an instant; his fate was unknown.

"Mr. 9!!!"

Weiwei let out a heart-wrenching scream.

At the edge of the battlefield, the Straw Hat crew, who had witnessed the entire event, displayed a variety of expressions.

"Hey, hey..."

Zoro's lips twitched as he looked at the still-smoking crater, a bead of cold sweat sliding down his forehead.

"What dangerous thing was that? A booger? And what was with the explosive force?"

Sanji, standing to the side, was even more ashen-faced. As a chef with an extreme pursuit of hygiene, this scene had caused him immense mental anguish.

"vomit……"

Sanji covered his mouth and took a half-step back with a look of disgust on his face:

"This is disgusting! Using that filthy stuff as a weapon... This guy is definitely the most tasteless jerk I've ever met! I hope I don't kick him and get my shoes dirty!"

Nami covered her head and hid behind Ronan, peeking out in fear:

"This user must be a Devil Fruit user! The power is terrifying... Just one... can produce destructive force comparable to a cannon?"

Ronan also frowned, his face filled with disgust.

Although he knew the plot, seeing this kind of fighting style in person still made him feel physically uncomfortable.

"He is indeed a Devil Fruit user."

Ronan dusted off the corner of his clothes and calmly analyzed the situation:

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Paramecia-type 'Bomb-Bomb Fruit'."

"This was originally a powerful ability, capable of being detonated from any part of the body..."

At this point, Ronan paused, looking at the arrogant Mr. 5:

"But to develop it into such a disgusting attack method only shows that the user's taste determines the upper limit of the fruit, which is a real waste."

"Hurry up, Vivi!"

At that moment, Icarum, who was lying on the ground, yelled at Vivi, who was still in a daze.

Vivi trembled all over. At this moment, her sense of responsibility as a princess finally overwhelmed her weakness.

"Karu!" Vivi gritted her teeth and yanked the reins sharply. "Let's go!"

"quack!"

Karoo the Big Mouth Duck was scared, but he knew that if he didn't run away now, he would really be dead.

It burst forth with astonishing speed, carrying Vivi as it transformed into a streak of yellow lightning, hurtling wildly out of town.

"Hmph, trying to run away?"

"No one on this island can escape my explosion."

Mr. 5 turned to his partner, who was floating in the air, and said, "There's no escape! Let's give chase!"

"Hehehe, of course!"

Miss Valentine twirled her parasol, her body floating lightly into the air, "Chasing after a runaway princess, that's my favorite game~"

Ignoring Zoro, Ronan, and the others, the two moved swiftly, one taking large strides while the other floated in the air, chasing after Vivi in ​​the direction she had fled.