The Martial Arts Tournament Officially Begins!

The next day, there were huge crowds of people in Raven Harbor.

People from all over the world, with the assistance of the harbor guards, gradually entered the arena of the Martial Arts Tournament.

The arena, which was originally expected to accommodate 80,000 people, was a bit crowded for a while, but this did not affect the enthusiasm of the people at all.

The arena was filled with a buzzing sound like a swarm of bees gathered together.

The Martial Arts Tournament has not yet begun, but the news that some star players will participate has already been known to everyone through newspapers.

They were arguing with each other about who would win the 300 million Belly prize money and the Devil Fruit.

"It is said that this time, Dellinger and Senor Pink from the Donquixote Family will participate in this Martial Arts Tournament."

"They have always won in the Dressrosa and are the absolute top seed players for this Martial Arts Tournament!"

A man with slicked-back hair and glasses sat in the audience and talked freely. His words immediately resonated with the people around him: "Seed level? This directly locks in the top two!"

"After all, they were from the New World. Whether it's their strength or their upbringing, they are totally different from people in other seas!"

"Not to mention that it's the East Blue, which is recognized as the weakest sea!"

"I've seen them fight in the bullfighting arena. It's said that Dellinger has Fighting Fish blood; he's bloodthirsty and brutal. Senor Pink dresses strangely, but he's a really tough guy. But the biggest thing they have in common is their unrivaled fighting power!"

Some people agreed with them, but others also expressed the opposite opinion.

"Daz Bonez, the most famous killer in the West Blue, is definitely not weaker than these two!"

"And there's Destruction Cannon Ideo, who has won the New World Central Fighting Tournament several times and is one of the best!"

"And Blue Gilly…"

With the addition of a new round of forces, the arguments among the crowd became more intense, and they seemed to be ready to fight if anyone disagreed.

There were even a few guards in charge of security who rushed over immediately, fearing that something might have happened.

"The people you are talking about cannot possibly be the opponents of Mr. Gin and Mr. Kuro."

Listening to their discussion, the guards curled their lips:

However, the words of these guards only caused a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"Pirates from the East Blue?! People from the weakest sea, are they here to add numbers? They haven't even experienced the level of fighting in the New World!"

"That's right!"

"Only those who stand out from such a cruel sea are qualified to be praised as strong!"

"The East Blue is on another level."

Someone looked at the calm sea in the distance and sighed: "You don't know how precious such a peaceful sea is. There are so many people who want to live like this but don't have the chance."

"Peace?!"

The guard sneered and was about to refute when he was attracted by the commotion in the distance. He instantly put aside his personal emotions and turned away.

The people in the audience started a new round of debate.

They had countless guesses about who would stand out in this Martial Arts Tournament, but the name from the East Blue had never appeared in their mouths.

As time goes by, more and more spectators enter the arena.

Jasmine stood at the host's seat and felt her heart pounding, but it was not because of anxiety or nervousness, but excitement.

Just because she was the host of the first Martial Arts Tournament.

Her co-host was Jango, who had a bitter look on his face.

Seeing this, Jasmine couldn't help but joke: "Mr. Jango, think positively."

"Even though you lost to others in the battle where whoever loses will be embarrassed on stage, it has now been proven that you are indeed not talented in this area."

Jango's mouth twitched: "You are really good at comforting people. Don't comfort someone next time."

Jasmine laughed, but the next moment, a deafening bell rang in her ears.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The sound of three consecutive bell strikes also marked the official opening of this Martial Arts Tournament in the East Blue!

At this moment, even the people sitting in the audience fell silent and focused their eyes on the podium.

Jasmine and Jango made some symbolic jokes to liven up the atmosphere.

Then Jango took a deep breath and began to read out the rules of this Martial Arts Tournament: "The East Blue Martial Arts Tournament is about competing for the title of the strongest!"

"We have only one motto: second place equals obscurity!"

"Only the strongest can be engraved on the stone tablet of the hall of fame. As long as Raven Harbor exists, the name of the winner will be passed down!"

"Four divisions, east, west, south, and north, will start a battle royale to determine the two strongest people in each division!"

"Then we will enter the draw phase. The winner will advance, and the loser will leave until the strongest person in this competition is finally determined!"

"Win the grand prize of 300 million Belly in cash and the Paramecia Bone-Bone fruit!"

"This is a winner-takes-all game. There is no room for losers!"

The enthusiastic and even hysterical voices immediately raised the atmosphere to its climax, and the screams of bloodthirsty audiences were everywhere.

Jasmine turned her head to look at the extremely excited Jango; her eyelids kept twitching: "Don't you like it very much?"

Jango's expression froze: "Work, it's all for work."

"Haaa."

Jasmine rolled her eyes at him, then turned to the audience and the video Den Den Mushi in the distance and said in the same excited tone: "Then, without further ado!"

"The battle royale in the east district officially begins now!"

As the sound fell to the ground.

On the east side of the arena, the heavy iron gate was slowly pulled up.

With the sound of hinges falling, a group of strong players from all over the world, rubbing their hands and full of fighting spirit, walked into the arena.

Most people want the 300 million Belly Grand Prize and the Bone-Bone fruit, but there are also people who come here for the sheer slaughter and blood.

Dellinger is the latter.

He mingled in the crowd. Compared with the sturdy men around him, who were often three or four meters tall, his thin and short stature was like a leek that would fall over in the wind.

But only those who have fought with him know how terrifying the power contained in his body is.

"Young master's order is to prevent the Martial Arts Tournament from going ahead. If I kill everyone present, that should be considered mission accomplished, right?!"

"Let Senor Pink handle the brainwork, and I'll handle the on-court stuff."

While muttering to himself, Dellinger's eyes wandered among the crowd, searching for suitable prey with his bloodthirsty gaze.

Soon, a thin figure appeared in Dellinger's sight.

"This guy… Is Gin the Man-Demon, one of the top cadres of the White Knight Pirate. I wonder what his blood would taste like?"

"If he were to die on the field, what kind of expression would their captain have?!"

Gin, in the distance, had already noticed someone was spying on him; he turned around and met Dellinger's gaze.

Dellinger paused with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

One has a calm look, showing no emotion.

While the latter looked crazy and extremely bloodthirsty.

The two gazes met in the air, and both saw the dangerous aura in each other.

"Ohhh."

"Are there guys like this in the East Blue?"

"This look… Can't be wrong! This is the best prey!"

Dellinger licked his fingers, revealing a bloodthirsty look. 

The corners of his mouth even stretched uncontrollably, revealing a mouthful of teeth as sharp as a shark's.

Just the murderous intent that Dellinger inadvertently revealed made the surrounding contestants break out in cold sweats and subconsciously stay away from him.

"Best prey?!"

Hearing what Dellinger said, Gin frowned slightly.

Although he didn't know where this inexplicable hostility came from, there was no fear on his face.

It was because as early as two months before he stepped onto the field, he had already made up his mind that even if it cost him his life, he would be the last one standing in the Martial Arts Tournament.

No matter what happens at this moment or who he faces, his determination cannot be shaken.

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