One Piece: Starting from Awakening the Cosmo at Marineford

Finbuddy finally realized something was wrong. His eyes widened. "How did they make these toy figures? Could it be that a human soul resides inside them?"

Hibari shook his head: "I don't know about that. But logically speaking, these toy figures are most likely related to Doflamingo."

Aaron said, "That's about it. Finbdi, when the bullfighting arena starts the day after tomorrow, go to Greenbit and help Luo out."

"Boss," Fombard said regretfully, "I wanted to see you dominate the battlefield!"

Aaron said, "A stomp match where everyone just throws their punches around isn't anything special. By the way, don't you want to fight Doflamingo?"

Finbdi's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together, saying, "I suffered at his hands last time in Punk Hazard, and this time I'm going to get my revenge."

Aaron said, "Be careful. Doflamingo is a veteran Shichibukai. He's very skilled in developing his Devil Fruit abilities, using all three types of Haki, and has a lot of combat experience. If things don't look good, just leave. Don't fight him head-on."

Finbdi patted his chest: "Don't worry, boss. Even if I'm no match for him, he still can't stop me from leaving if I want to."

The next day, the newspapers published the news that Doflamingo had resigned from his position as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, causing a huge uproar in the kingdom.

Many famous pirates have come to the island, all seeking to seize the Flame-Flame Fruit.

The navy was also involved.

Aaron had seen Fujitora before; he was sitting at a gambling table and participating in gambling.

Aaron really wanted to go over and advise him that he shouldn't gamble now that he's blind.

Fujitora had clearly noticed Aaron's presence and turned his head to give him a smile.

Lark whispered, "The general is here. It seems something big is about to happen here."

Aaron nodded: "Let's do our thing. Don't worry about the rest."

The day passed quickly, and Luo did not contact Aaron again.

This can be considered a tacit understanding between the two.

Early on the third day, Finnbdi went to Greenbit.

As the match was about to begin, Bernard the Lark and his group entered the bullring and went to the stands.

Aaron went to the preparation area, found his name on the division list, and was assigned to Group D.

Aaron suddenly realized he had arrived too early.

Hundreds of people were crammed together in the preparation area, and the air reeked of sweat.

Aaron shook his head, found a well-ventilated spot, and looked at the scene in the arena.

Today's competition is on a scale unprecedented in many years, with four knockout matches and a final in one day, and even Don Quixote family executives participating. The people of Dressrosa did not want to miss such a grand event, and the arena was packed to capacity.

Even before the match started, cheers were already erupting in waves.

The competition began quickly.

Twenty minutes later, the winner of Group A was determined.

Then came Groups B and C, and the winners were quickly chosen as well.

It was almost two hours later when it was Aaron's turn to play.

Aaron yawned and lazily mingled with the crowd as he walked to the circular arena.

The arena is surrounded by seawater, from which huge fighting fish leap out of the water from time to time.

Aaron looked at his opponents and only recognized Cavendish and Rebecca.

It must be said that Rebecca's outfit was very revealing, but it easily made others feel hot all over.

The audience in the stands were extremely disgusted with Rebecca, constantly jeering and booing her.

Rebecca was used to it and simply stood silently to the side, with her friend, a tall, strong woman, standing in front of her as her protector.

As soon as the host announced the start of the competition, chaos erupted around them.

A few fools, thinking Aaron was easy to bully, brandished their swords and tried to take advantage of him, but Aaron casually dismissed them and threw them into the water to feed the fish.

Most of these people are pirates, so Aaron doesn't need to hold back against them.

Even Cavendish had a bounty of 280 million Berries on his head.

His former status as Prince of Bruges is now a thing of the past.

Fewer and fewer people were left standing in the arena; soon, less than half of the original hundred-plus people remained.

Rebecca is still able to stand, which means Cyrus taught her very well.

The enemy she now faces is a notorious pirate with a bounty of tens of millions.

A burly, blond man nearly 5 meters tall swung a whip at Aaron.

Aaron raised his hand and grabbed the tip of the whip.

The burly man was stunned. He tried to pull the whip back, but it wouldn't budge.

Aaron's hand trembled, and the burly man released his grip as if he had been electrocuted.

Aaron asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The burly man, blustering but trembling, shouted, "I am Orombus, the admiral of the Yotamaria Grand Fleet, with 56 ships, over 4000 men, and a bounty of 148 million Berries!"

Aaron frowned. What the heck? Such a long string of words?

Orombus said, "Give me back the whip!"

Aaron tossed aside the whip and smiled, "Since you're a pirate, you can die now."

Aaron walked forward.

Orombus swallowed hard, as if startled, without backing down or even lifting a leg.

Aaron kicked Orombus in the knee.

With a crack, Orombus let out a scream and fell to his knees.

Aaron grabbed with his right hand and exerted force.

With another sharp crack, Orombus crashed onto the stage and died.

There were other corpses on the ground, but naturally no one paid them any attention.

The survivors are still fighting on their own.

A gust of wind suddenly rose, and a figure moved through the crowd at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, with countless bloodstains flying in the air.

Aaron drew his sword.

"Ding ding ding ding..." After a series of soft, delicate sounds, a figure appeared out of thin air. This person was none other than Cavendish, who was already asleep, or rather, the legendary Rommel the Weasel.

Aaron's knife was stuck in his shoulder.

He frowned, snapped back to reality, and stared incredulously at the knife on his shoulder.

"Who are you?"

Aaron laughed and said, "Gladiator, LEE."

"What a fine Li!"

Aaron drew his sword.

Cavendish retreated hastily, shouting, "The match is over! Goodbye!"

Cavendish ran away from the arena without looking back; in a life-or-death situation, he didn't care about his reputation.

Rebecca gripped her sword with both hands, staring blankly ahead, still unable to understand what was happening.

"Kill Rebecca!"

"Kill her! Kill her!"

The audience on stage were shouting, almost frantically.

Aaron laughed, "You still won't give up? You really want to fight me?"

Rebecca swallowed hard, took a step back, and was already at the edge of the arena.

Aaron said, "Your swordsmanship is ineffective against me. Give up, don't waste your time."

Rebecca said, "I have my reasons for insisting!"

Aaron shook his head, and in a flash, his hand chopped into Rebecca's neck.

Rebecca fell forward and passed out.

Aaron looked towards the podium and gestured with his chin towards the host.

The host quickly shouted into the microphone, "The winner of Zone D, the Gladiator, LEE!"