One Piece: The Cryo Doctor on the Straw Hat Ship

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"Finally finished!"

The busy yet cold operating room.

As the cool, sobering injection was slowly injected into his body, Zoro's tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly.

His eyelids slowly and heavily lifted, revealing eyes that gradually focused and regained their sharp light.

"it's over?"

Seeing the familiar smile on V's face, Zoro's lips also curled up.

The next moment, he immediately raised his arm.

Beneath those well-defined muscles, a cold, metallic sheen shimmered, as if ancient iron had been forged into his flesh.

The moment Zoro clenched his fist, fine, intersecting lines suddenly appeared on the skin of his forearm, spreading along the tendons as if they were alive, all the way to the back of his hand and knuckles, and finally condensing into a sharp, blade-like arc on the edge of his palm.

The markings on his left arm exuded a strong aura of bloodshed; the markings on his right arm, however, were sacred, as if they came from the celestial realm, and were surrounded by a faint blue-white light.

V's voice rang out with a satisfied smile:

"It went much more smoothly than I expected."

"Try it and see how it goes!"

Zoro did not answer, but merely moved his mind slightly.

Two almost inaudible sharp sounds—

Suddenly, a cold light emanated from Zoro's palms!

In his left hand, a slender, needle-like dagger silently extends from his wrist bone, its blade wrapped with spiraling, blood-red patterns, resembling condensed Asura killing intent.

In his right hand, three thin, cicada-wing-like curved blades were spread out in a fan shape, with ice-blue and silver-white halos flowing along the edges of the blades, like awakened wings under the moonlight.

"awesome!"

Zoro stared in surprise at the two very different blades before him, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Just as you said, V."

He felt the seamless connection between his palm and the blade, and a delighted smile spread across his face.

“I feel now that Ashura and Awakening... are like they have been one with me since I was born.”

"In this way, my slash will be increased in power by at least three levels!"

"It's not just the power of the slash."

V explained with a smile:

"Although this set of prosthetics has only reached the 6th level so far, it combines the dual abilities of the 'Quick Slash Fruit' and the 'Gluttony Fruit'."

"Although it is limited by the characteristics of swords and weapons, and can only devour all kinds of swords, this is precisely its terrifying aspect."

"Each time you absorb something, the essence of the sword will be transformed into power to strengthen yourself, allowing your physique and swordsmanship to improve in sync, constantly breaking through your limits."

"This is a brand new cybernetic body that I tailored specifically for you... It can barely rival Sanji's special bloodline!"

"Sanji..."

Upon hearing Sanji's name, a burning fighting spirit instantly ignited in Zoro's eyes.

He would never forget the contest a week earlier—the first time he had truly lost to that curly-browed cook.

Even though V had created a custom prosthetic body for Sanji beforehand, even though that guy used a power he didn't want to face...

But a defeat is a defeat, and Zoro never shies away from failure.

But he would never admit that he would always be defeated.

"V!" Zoro's arms jerked, and the twin blades in his hands emitted a deep hum.

He grinned, a sharp glint in his eyes:

When will we hold another intra-team ranking battle?

"My knife... can't wait to chop that lecherous cook down!"

Sensing Zoro's almost bursting fighting spirit, V smiled slightly:

"Since it's in such a hurry—"

"How about we set it for today?"

Chapter 94 Demonic Wind Kick VS Asura (Seeking monthly votes~)

Intra-team ranking battle.

This was a game that V proposed on a whim a week ago, and together with his friends, they launched an entertaining competition with the slogan "Skill comes first, friendship is secondary."

During the event, Ace from the New World was invited as a special guest.

However, to V's surprise...

Perhaps it was because everyone's skills had improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time that his teammates' enthusiasm for this ranking battle far exceeded his expectations.

That battle plunged the entire city of Airuba into chaos.

If V hadn't considered that Ace's fire ability had too much fluctuation in attack range and chosen a wilderness area far from the base as the venue for the intra-group ranking battle in advance...

It is likely that this newly constructed base will suffer considerable damage from the aftershocks of the battle.

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Night fell, and a pale moon hung above the yellow sand.

Thirty kilometers southeast of the Airuma base, the "Forgotten Land" is now as bright as day – a dozen high-powered lighting drones hover in the air, illuminating this naturally formed ring-shaped sand valley in every detail.

The edge of the valley was already packed with people.

"Are they going to fight again? Didn't they just fight last week? Why all of a sudden?"

"Who cares! The Straw Hat Pirates can do whatever they want, I support them unconditionally!"

"Pah! You damn dog, you talk as if we don't support it."

"That's right... The esteemed officials know how hard we work every day, yet they still allow us to watch from a distance. They are truly the best officials in the world!"

Shh! It's about to start, don't make a sound!

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In the center of the sand valley, Zoro and Sanji stand facing each other.

The moonlight intertwined with the beams of light projected by the drone, casting two long, sharp shadows at their feet.

The night wind swept through the circular sand valley, swirling up fine sand and whispering softly, yet it could not suppress the almost tangible fighting spirit that permeated the air.

Zoro's arms hung naturally at his sides, and the newly modified prosthetic body gleamed with a cold, hard sheen beneath his skin.

He stared directly at Sanji, who was ten meters away, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

“Curl Eyebrows,” Zoro’s voice echoed through the empty sand valley, “this time I won’t let you use those little tricks.”

Sanji exhaled a long smoke ring, the sparks flickering in the night.

He raised his hand and slowly unbuttoned the top two buttons of his suit jacket, revealing his well-defined collarbone.

He took a slight step back with his right leg, the toe of his shoe lightly touching the sand. His posture seemed relaxed, but he was already poised to strike.

"Green algae head, you can never beat me again!"

Sanji took a step forward.

In an instant, a boiling aura erupted from his body like molten lava.

Sanji's voice was firmer and more forceful than ever before:

"You would never understand..."

"You have no idea what I've been through these past few days!"

As he spoke, a trickle of blood flowed from Sanji's nostrils.

Fortunately, after countless hours of practice, he is now able to control his nosebleeds.

That's right!

On the very night that Sanji defeated Zoro, V kept his promise and custom-made a Mewtwo suit for Sanji, and bought him a Mewtwo device from the prosthetic shop.

For the next three days, no one saw Sanji again.

It wasn't until noon on the fourth day that a emaciated Sanji staggered out of the room.

At that time, he was already severely anemic.

Fortunately, V had anticipated this and had given Sanji a heads-up in advance.

That means that once Zoro defeats him, V will take back all of Mewtwo's previous power.

For those older sisters who live in the virtual world, for that feeling that can only be experienced in the virtual world...

Sanji is so hot!!!

boom!!!

A torrent of flames suddenly erupted.

The raging flames illuminated the entire valley, but in the next instant they converged on Sanji's ankle.

"Devil's Gale Kick - Vulcan Form!"

Sanji raised his head, his calm eyes now completely consumed by flames.

It was as if his right leg had suddenly been wrapped in blazing flames, the orange-red light flickering and dancing in the night, making the surrounding sand look like fragments of lava.

Seemingly influenced by his special bloodline, the flames surrounding Sanji at this moment were completely different from the pure flames of Ace.