Pirates: Bleach Vice-Captain

Bullfighting arena, spectator seats.

Lao Cai: "Old man, Luffy is in Area C like us!"

Abu: "If you want to kill him, do it during the game!"

Cavendish also had a look of hatred on his face: "I will never let you escape! Demon Sword, you seem to be a player in Zone D like me, right? I must take off your dog head!"

Some players heard the noise and just rushed over: "What happened here just now? Why is it so chaotic?"

"I heard someone talking about magic sword and straw hat"

"Demon Sword? Are Chenqi and Luffy here too?"

As everyone knows, Chen Wan and Lu Xi are now hiding outside the wall of the viewing seats, continuing to watch the game in Area B.

Tank Lepant, the commander of Dressrosa's army, danced the hammer in his hand like a tiger, looking at the pair of cruel and despicable brothers in front of him with eager eyes.

These two brothers are notorious bounty hunters, hated by both the navy and pirates, Jet and Abdola.

They attacked Lepante from both front and back, making it impossible for him to take care of both ends.

The despicable thing about these brothers is that they specialize in attacking the enemy's weak points and back, and their agility often catches people off guard.

Sure enough, just as Lepante was about to attack Abdola in front, Jet from behind had already pierced his back.

"Tank Lepant has fallen! He has become the target of Abdola and Jet!" The supporter announced the battle on the field as if he had been beaten to death.

Even the people in the audience couldn't stand it anymore: "These brothers are really capable of such dirty tricks!"

The host continued: "More than a hundred people have fallen and been disqualified, and now there are only thirty people left in the ring!"

The number of people protecting King Elizabello II was getting smaller and smaller, and Strategist Vasco da Gama's face became serious: "Just wait a little longer! No matter how difficult the last surviving guy is, as long as we have this Fist of the King"

The battle on the field was stalemate and fierce. The bounty hunter brothers who had killed more than twenty people showed an even more bloodthirsty smile: "Whose turn will it be next?"

Jett: "Hey hee hee! Who wants to shed some blood?"

Just when these two people were almost unstoppable, a vigorous figure came flying towards them, and even they, who were always agile, did not react.

"Spring·Fist!"

It turned out to be Spring Man "Hyena" Bellamy. Not only did he move faster than the two of them, but he also punched out with such force that the two of them were knocked out of the field.

"Bellamy!" The audience immediately burst into cheers after seeing his heroic performance in defeating his opponent.

The host was also very excited: "Strong, ferocious, these words are only worthy of this man!"

All eyes on the field were focused on another place: "Look! That fish-man is so awesome, I even got goosebumps when I saw it!"

"That's the famous fish-man karate, right?!"

Host: "Everyone who fought against him before was knocked out with one blow. He was just too strong! There is another man pushing forward with fiery momentum, the fish-man warrior, Haku!!"

Haku's strength is also shameful. Wherever his fist touches, it will be blown away and scattered.

While everyone was fighting bloody battles, on the other side, a player was lying leisurely on the edge of the arena, supporting his head with one hand, and actually became a spectator, looking at the arena with a leisurely expression.

"What is that guy doing?"

"It's so speechless. How much does he have to despise the five people before he gives up!"

"If you don't want to compete, get out of here, Bartolomeo!!"

Seeing Bartolomeo's arrogant posture and leisurely attitude, the audience expressed their dissatisfaction.

Not only the audience, but the host was even more dissatisfied with him: "He actually openly acted as an audience in front of everyone. Did that guy take the competition seriously?"

At this time, Haku walked over slowly and looked down at Bartolomeo with a serious face: "Kid, everyone else is participating in the competition very seriously. I'm going to punch you. I offended you!"

Bartolomeo looked indifferent, as if he hadn't seen him at all, and continued to lie there, even picking his ears.

Host: "Here he is! This hero is the fish-man warrior Haku!"

Audience: "Come on! Kill this guy, Haku!"

Bartolomeo's contemptuous attitude made Haku even more angry.

"Four thousand pieces of Wa Zheng Fist!"

Haku punched out and pierced the air, and the punch was like an overwhelming force.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere.

The scene everyone imagined did not happen.

On the contrary, Haku's fist that blasted out this powerful fist was bounced back. He seemed to have been hit on a copper wall, and his fist was bleeding.

Everyone was stunned.

And from beginning to end, Bartolomeo just lay there, motionless.

"What did he do? It was Haku who fell? What on earth is going on?"

"What happened just now? Who is that guy?!"

This man is really unfathomable.

Haku was lying on the ground, almost unconscious.

"Haha Ku has been defeated?" the master said, but in his heart he seemed to be unable to accept the fact that had happened. He stabilized his thoughts for a moment and continued, "The winner is still difficult to predict. There are still two people left in area b." More than ten people!”

Bartolomeo finally stood up and patted the dust on his body: "It's almost time to see the truth!"

Bellamy also focused his eyes and licked his lips: "There is a very arrogant guy here."

On the other side, Elizabello II is still accumulating power for his "Fist of the King".

Military advisor Vasco da Gama showed excitement: "Gahaha, everyone is almost injured! It's time!"

At this time, the long-legged warrior Brugeli kicked over the mysterious sword fighter Riki.

The field erupted in cheers again.

"I hate this cheering, and I hate Doflamingo even more!"

This is the inner monologue of the fallen sword fighter Riki.

Some people are still clinging to Elizabello II: "Thanks to Vasco da Gama's strategy, the number of people on the field has been greatly reduced!"

"As soon as the signal is given, disband this formation!"

"Then we will decide the final winner among us!"

"Yo ho!"

At this critical moment, a tall and thin man rushed over, kicking several of them with his iron whip-like legs.

It was Brukili, the long-legged warrior.

Not only that, they felt that they were also being attacked from behind.

"Don't mess up the formation! Why are we being attacked from behind?!"

No one thought that the one who attacked them was Da Gama who had made the plan in the first place.

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