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Chapter 125: Zoro vs. Mr. 1, Sanji vs. Mr. 2
A dark purple slash tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistle as it flew straight for Daz Bonez's face. This was no probe; it was a true killing move, going all out from the start.
Surprise flashed in Daz's eyes, but his reaction was extremely fast. His arms changed instantly—skin taking on a metallic sheen, shape twisting and extending into two broad blades.
Clang!!!
Slash collided with blade, erupting in dazzling sparks and a deafening sound of metal striking metal. The massive impact forced Daz to slide back half a step, plowing two furrows in the sand.
"Interesting..." Daz whispered, the fighting spirit in his eyes intensifying.
The next moment, both moved simultaneously. Their figures became almost invisible, reduced to streaks of cold light slicing through the sky, countless sparks bursting from clashes, and the incessant clang-clang-clang of metal. They were too fast, their movements too urgent, turning into two blurred shadows in the desert—tangling together, separating, engaging again—each collision kicking up massive clouds of sand.
The surrounding Baroque Works members watched, stunned. Though these lower-level agents had seen officer agents in action, they had never witnessed a battle of this caliber.
"Damn it, that guy stole all the spotlight!"
Sanji could no longer suppress his desire to show off in front of Ganyu and Nami. He first knelt on one knee before each of them, declaring he would ensure their safe entry into the city.
"Ganyu-san, Nami-san, I will perform well too!"
With that, Sanji spun around violently. His leather shoe stomped hard on the sand, blasting open a crater as yellow sand sprayed like a fountain. Amidst the curtain of sand, Sanji transformed into a black blur, sprinting dozens of meters in an instant with astonishing speed.
"Waah! So fast!!"
Bon Clay, who had been watching Daz and Zoro's battle, was also stunned. He stared blankly as Sanji rushed before him like a phantom, giving him no time to react.
"Mouton Shot!"
A fierce kick landed precisely on Bon Clay's abdomen. It wasn't an ordinary kick, but a move fusing rotational force, explosive power, and precise control. Bon Clay flew backward like a kite with a cut string, tumbling over ten meters in the sand before stopping, kicking up a trail of dust.
"Mr. 2 Bon Clay-sama!!!"
His subordinates—Baroque Works members wearing similarly flashy makeup—screamed in disbelief.
"Oi, oi, get serious, you guy." Sanji patted his pant leg, frowning at the man he had kicked into the sand.
Wait, this guy is a man, right?
Sanji suddenly realized the issue. Although wearing a ballet skirt and heavy makeup, judging by the skeletal structure and voice, it was indeed a male. Why dress so weirdly? What kind of aesthetic is this?
"Bon Clay-sama, are you okay?" Several subordinates with equally eccentric attire rushed to help Bon Clay up.
But just then, Bon Clay sprang up from the ground with a whoosh, hugging his toes with both hands and spinning in place like a swan.
"Moi is absolutely delighted!"
Bon Clay blinked rapidly at Sanji, long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. The expression was both flirtatious and... nauseating. At least in Sanji's eyes.
"Who wants to tell you my name! You half-and-half bastard!" Sanji's forehead veins bulged with anger. He felt he had chosen the wrong opponent.
He would rather fight the bald tough guy right now than exchange another word with this weirdo. He cursed that Mosshead internally—he must have seen this freak first and rushed the bald guy on purpose! That bastard definitely did it intentionally!
Hearing this, Bon Clay wasn't angry but rejoiced. He blinked rapidly again, feigning surprise. "What? How did you know Moi is an Okama? Oh my~ Moi's dream is to become the world's most excellent Okama! The fact that you could see through Moi's essence at a glance means we are fated~"
"I don't care what you want to become!" Sanji decided to stop talking. Every second spent speaking to this person was torture. It was hard to imagine what kind of hell it would be to stay with this person for a long time.
Sanji quickly shook his head, flinging the image out of his mind, then hurriedly turned to glance at Ganyu and Nami behind him.
Ah, eye bleach.
....
On the other side.
Seeing that Sanji and Zoro had successfully drawn the attention of everyone at the gate, Ganyu moved quietly toward the city gate with the three partners cowering behind her. Their movements were light, trying not to attract the attention of the combatants.
Usopp hunched over, stepping carefully as if walking through a minefield. Nami clutched Ganyu's hem tightly, eyes scanning left and right vigilantly. Chopper had completely reverted to his reindeer form, hooves making almost no sound on the sand, but his round eyes were filled with unease.
"Captain Smoker is nearby, he definitely won't let you get away!" Behind them came Tashigi's threatening voice, trying to sound fierce but coming off a bit cute.
However, this threat didn't scare the Cowardly Trio anymore. Because right in front of them was Ganyu, who had personally defeated Smoker not long ago.
The four slipped through the gate and entered Rainbase.
Distinct from the desolate desert outside, the interior was a bustling scene. Wide streets were lined with various shops and casinos. Neon lights flickered temptingly even in the daylight. Well-dressed pedestrians came and went, and the air was filled with a peculiar mix of perfume, tobacco, and money.
But at this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the center of the city. Loud crashes and screams kept coming from there.
As they walked, Usopp suddenly realized something was wrong. He stopped, tugged at Nami's sleeve, and lowered his voice. "Nami, us following Ganyu into the city like this... does it mean we're also going to fight that Warlord?"
Nami's expression froze, her small face paling visibly. "Th-Th-That seems to be the case."
She had been so focused on following Ganyu earlier that she hadn't thought through what they would face inside. Now that Usopp pointed it out, her legs felt weak.
"So... so scary..." Chopper, influenced by the two, began to tremble all over. Whether it was an illusion or not, it seemed his courage had shrunk since joining the ship. Of course, Nami and Usopp were largely responsible for this.
"Ganyu," Nami grabbed Ganyu's wrist and spoke weakly, her voice full of pleading. "How about we wait at the gate? Against a monster like a Warlord, we won't be of any use anyway. We might even be a burden..."
"Yeah, yeah!" Usopp hastily agreed, eyes darting around. Suddenly he clutched his stomach, feigning pain. "And I just remembered, I actually have a rare disease! It's the 'I-can't-go-into-cities-or-I'll-die' disease! Really, I swear!"
He spoke with utmost seriousness, as if it were the absolute truth.
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