I’m Not Interested in Devil Fruits: 541 Stop it, Cyrus
[Chapter Extra: Days on Jiu She East Road・??Extreme??Happiness??Pure??Soil??]
[Here Robin was controlling the Lord of the Shadow Stream with a smile. Suddenly he felt as if someone was missing. With a feeling in his heart, he turned around and saw Han Ku wearing a red floral dress and a slit skirt. Ke maintained a graceful posture, raising his arms high and low, his toes touching the snow, and his arrogant eyes looking away indifferently. The wind and snow were falling. Seeing this scene, Lynch snapped her fingers at the substitute, and immediately another piece of magical music was played from the black mask, and Hancock also danced to the rhythm... Her two younger sisters also followed suit with a smile. I ran over, accompanied my sister on her left and right, and danced to the Pure Land of Bliss...]
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〖Bullfighting Arena, Players’ Lounge——〗
The wall cracked, and in the depression, Zhan Momomaru pulled his body out of the crack. Giorno's kick was too harsh.
"In just a few years, his strength has become countless times stronger than it was then..."
Zhan Taowan leaned on a big ax and rubbed his belly that was numb from being kicked.
"You kid, how dare you destroy the lounge and suddenly fly in..." Suddenly a huge shadow covered Zhan Taomaru, "Don't you know where this place is?!"
“Huh?” Zhan Taowan noticed the situation around him, “Who are you?”
Surrounded by some arena fighters wearing armor, carrying swords and one-handed shields, the big man standing in front of him was a bald middle-aged man with fierce muscles and scars all over his body.
“Hmph, I don’t know whether to live or die.” The bald middle-aged man smiled grimly, and slapped the fat man with a palm as big as half a Zhan Taowan, “If you dare to enter this arena, you must be prepared to be killed!”
Others had already been talking about it before. The bald middle-aged man who blocked Zhan Momomaru was the invincible Tris who had won nineteen monthly championships in this arena and had almost no opponents!
I'm afraid this little fat guy is... huh? ! !
The other arena fighters were feeling sorry for Zhan Momomaru when they saw the fat man with a bellyband calmly facing the palm slapped by Tris. He picked up the big ax and clasped the back of Tris' hand with the ax body. , restraining his entire arm——
"I don't have time... to play around with a **** like you!!"
With a roar, the big ax was like a mountain, pressing down on Tris's palm, pressing his huge body to the ground, causing the ground to crack and collapse...
The dust was flying in the lounge. The other arena fighters stared dumbly at the fat man carrying a big axe. Suddenly, the fat man's eyes flashed. The fighters were startled, but they soon discovered that the fat man with a bellyband was not looking for a weapon. The trouble for them was to go straight to the direction of the hole he broke when he came - Zhan Taowan dragged his ax and ran away, shouting: "Cunning villain!"
He hurried away, and soon there was a "bang" sound, and Zhan Taomaru returned from a fierce fight with another figure.
Cyrus went shopping with his wife and daughter. Of course, he did not carry any weapons. He rushed back to the lounge with Zhan Taowan on his back, as if he was at home. He casually picked off a broad sword on the wall, and there was a clang. , colliding with Zhan Momomaru's axe, who had come back to his senses.
Huh... The two of them wrestled with each other, and the momentum of the collision was so amazing that the other fighters in the lounge were dumbfounded.
Just now, the fat man with a belly button knocked down Tris, the monthly champion with nearly 20 wins, with a casual axe. Who is this person, who can compete with this fat guy with a belly button? !
When the raised dust dispersed, everyone could clearly see who the person in front of the fat man with a bellyband was.
“It’s Cyrus!?”
“Is it that Ju~~Lu~~Shi~~?!!”
The fighters in the arena were so shocked that their eyes, teeth, and tongues all flew together. They looked at the figure who was so thunderous in this arena that he looked like a God of War. He was a legend who had fought three thousand battles and won three thousand consecutive victories here!
Cyrus was summoned to the army by King Liku after winning three thousand games in a row. Later he heard that he had retired. Unexpectedly, I met him here again today, in this bullfighting arena where he wrote the legend. !
"As expected of Cyrus..."
"If you can compete with this 'bellyband monster', you are just as much a monster..."
The fighters in the arena were either shocked, sighed, or cheered as they looked at the two men in the contest.
Zhan Taowan knocked Cyrus' broad sword away with an axe, and shouted angrily: "Who are you? Why do you want to hinder me!"
"Rebecca is still with him..." Cyrus held the broad sword, his eyes were as fierce as a ghost, and gritted his teeth, "I will never allow any danger to get close to her! Even if I have to turn into a 'beast' again, I will No matter what it takes..."
Zhan Taowan said angrily: "What are you talking about? It's unreasonable!"
The fat man raised his ax and advanced to attack again. When Cyrus saw this, he did not give in and waved his broad sword to block Zhan Taowan in front of him.
The fierce battle made the other fighters in the lounge extremely enjoyable to watch. This was much more powerful than the usual arena duels! If either of these two people participates in the competition, he will be the undoubted champion - no, Cyrus is an arena legend with three thousand consecutive victories! This fat man with a bellyband is really powerful, and he can fight with such a legend inextricably!
Cyrus was fighting with Zhan Momomaru when he suddenly heard the cute and timid voice of Rebecca from behind: "Dad..."
"Rebecca..." Cyrus paused with his sword and looked back.
Idiot! wanna die? After Zhan Momomaru fired his big ax, he found that his opponent was distracted and looking elsewhere, and he couldn't help but secretly cursed his opponent for his negligence.
Little Rebecca was put down by Lynch. When she saw the big ax slashing at her father's back, the little girl was so frightened that she covered her mouth.
Cyrus also reacted, not good!
Zhan Momowan didn’t want to sneak attack on someone else’s back, but the ax had already been taken, and it was hard to take it back in the flash of light and flint!
Just when even the arena fighters couldn’t bear to see Cyrus being beheaded with a big axe, a tall man wearing sunglasses and casual clothes suddenly appeared in Zhan Taomaru. with Cyrus.
It’s Lynch.
Of course it’s Lynch, and only Lynch.
He dodged behind Cyrus, raised his hand to wrap around his armor, and directly grabbed the sharp edge of the ax - with a "bang", the ground under his feet was struck by the force of the ax he caught with his bare hands. The shock caused it to crack directly.
"Are you kidding, empty handed..."
Other arena fighters in the lounge were stunned, "I caught that extremely dangerous ax with my bare hands..."
Lin Qi smiled and said: "Little fat man, it's not good to attack from behind."
Zhan Momomaru gritted his teeth and secretly resented it, and was about to retort when he saw Giorno holding his ax blade and swinging his arm!
Whoosh!
Zhan Taowan turned into a bellyband meteor and flew to the side again.
The onlookers didn't know how to describe what was happening in front of them. Maybe it would be more vivid to describe their own mood at the moment - trembling.
The fat man with a bellyband who was incomparably powerful in their eyes just now, a master who could fight head-to-head with an arena legend who had won three thousand consecutive victories, had no power to fight back in front of this man in sunglasses...
Who is he?
Who is this man in sunglasses?
Asshole! Throw me away again! Zhan Taomaru was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood and smashed the wall deep in the lounge. Soon another figure was thrown in after him.
"Oh, bad brother! Why did you throw dad away..."
Little Lei Bei was so wronged that she beat Lynch's calf with her two small fists.
Lin Qi put down his palm and said speechlessly: "I'm sorry, my hand just slipped and I threw your father away..."
A figure rushed out of the fresh hole deep in the lounge. It was the cold and taciturn Cyrus. He rushed towards Lynch with a big sword he had picked up inside.
“Cyrus!”
Scarlett, who walked into the bullfighting arena lounge with Robin, shouted loudly.
“Stop it, Cyrus!”
The king of Dressrosa, Scarlet's father, and little Rebecca's grandfather, King Riku also walked in with his soldiers at some point. There was cold sweat on his temples, and it looked like something was wrong. Giorno stood there indifferently.
“Problems cannot be solved by force...
"Especially because we can't deal with this person, this Giovanna Giorno!"