"Are all women like that?" Bonney pouted, watching Miss Valentine posturing and flirting.
"Of course not. There are plenty of good girls."
"Her type, in our terms, is called a 'Green Tea Bitch'."
Chrollo sat on a small stool amidst the ruins, reading a comic book with great interest, answering without even lifting his head.
Then, as if remembering something, he looked up at Bonney in confusion: "Why aren't you fighting?"
"You didn't ask me to go—" Bonney put her hands on her hips, looking self-righteous.
This scene felt familiar, except she didn't have any snacks in her hands. She rummaged through her left pocket, then her right pocket, turning all her pockets inside out but still finding no snacks.
Her small face turned bitter as she smacked her lips.
It just felt wrong not to be eating something at a time like this...
It was all Chrollo's fault for giving away the Heavenly Tribute, leaving her with no money to secretly stash snacks!
"I'm telling you to go now!" Chrollo said dissatisfiedly.
"Why should I go! It's four against four, perfectly matched. Why should a monster like me join in the fun? Besides, why aren't you going!"
Bonney retorted.
"I'm the Captain, why should I go! Where's the rule that says the Captain makes a move before his subordinates! Do you understand the rules!"
Chrollo roared indignantly, then comforted himself.
Forget it, forget it. Why argue with a nine-year-old?
She's a year older but hasn't matured at all!
All those years went straight to her stomach!
While the two were bickering out of boredom, one of the battles ahead had already concluded.
"Floating—" Miss Valentine floated to the highest point, then immediately changed her weight.
"10,000 Kilogram Press—"
Whoosh—
Her terrifying weight caused her body to tear through the air, smashing towards Uvogin like a small meteor—
A savage grin appeared on Miss Valentine's lips.
"Gyahahaha—"
"Die for me—stupid man!"
CLANG—
A huge sound of a heavy object hitting the ground rang out. Uvogin's feet sank into the ground.
He slowly lifted his lowered head, a savage grin on his face. His arms gleamed with a black luster.
He had actually caught Miss Valentine's attack steadily!
"How is that possible! Impossible?!!"
The flirtatious expression on Miss Valentine's face vanished, replaced by a face full of horror and disbelief!
How could anyone catch her attack?!
"So light—" Uvogin commented flatly.
"What's 10,000 kilograms? I remember when the Boss took us on a group trip, we went to a mountain. There was a scenic spot at the top.
The scenic spot had seven gates. The first gate weighed 4 tons, and the weight of each subsequent gate doubled."
A wildly arrogant smile appeared on Uvogin's lips.
"Guess how many I pushed open?"
"Six gates—"
"I'm bad at math, so I can't calculate how heavy that is..."
Uvogin swung his massive fist and slammed it viciously into Miss Valentine's abdomen.
"But it's definitely way heavier than this—"
Miss Valentine's body caved in instantly. Her eyes bulged, bloodshot, as she flew backward and crashed into a cluster of icicles.
"This Armament Haki is really useful," Uvogin admired his pitch-black arms with satisfaction.
If the Boss hadn't requested to capture these ability users alive, Uvogin's serious punch would have shattered her!
Uvogin threw Miss Valentine in front of Chrollo.
Another fruit acquired!
"Uvogin's strength has grown again~" Chrollo commented with gratification.
And his Armament Haki had progressed from beginner to elementary level, already capable of partial hardening coating.
"As expected of the person with the highest physical stats in the Troupe. It seems the development of Armament Haki really is related to the level of physical development."
"Yay—Green Tea Bitches deserve to die!" Bonney was concise.
Chrollo looked up at her in surprise. To have such insight at such a young age, was this talent?!
The second to finish the battle was Phinks.
"Exploding Kick—!"
"Exploding Punch—!"
"Booger Bomb—!"
"Air Blast—!"
Boom! Bang! Pow—!
Continuous explosions rang out on the field, fire and smoke intertwining.
Mr. 5's figure flashed rapidly in the smoke, slamming explosive attacks against the transparent barrier in front of Phinks.
But that barrier was like a towering mountain wall, unmoving.
After a few rounds, Mr. 5 was drenched in sweat, his chest heaving violently, his breathing heavy.
While Phinks just stood lazily in place, even having the leisure to pick his ear with his pinky finger.
This barrier ability is good and all, but it's a bit too boring...
"Done hitting?"
"Time's up. My turn to hit—"
Phinks' arm began to rotate, astonishing aura gathering on his right arm.
"Ripper Cyclotron: Ten Punches—"
With a boom and a flash of golden light, Mr. 5 fell from the sky, bruised and swollen.
"If you ask me, since art is an explosion, why don't you just self-destruct? Why pick boogers..."
Phinks looked back, unsatisfied.
Chrollo nodded repeatedly. Phinks was switching between defense and offense more and more freely.
After everyone came to the pirate world, stimulated by the strong, they began to evolve just as Chrollo expected.
For a moment, only Mr. 3 and Miss Goldenweek were left on the field.
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His teammates fell one after another, yet Mr. 3 was still clamoring there.
"Do you know who I am?!!"
"I am Mr. 3 of Baroque Works!"
"We are ranked by strength, which means I am the number three figure!"
"I alone am enough to defeat you!"
"Candle Service Set—"
Mr. 3 sprayed out a super large amount of wax, forming a huge tower of white wax liquid resembling a fancy cake in front of everyone.
The Halloween pumpkin at the top rotated slowly, and a thin layer of wax mist slowly fell towards the surroundings.
Wherever the wax mist fell, everything would gradually turn into wax.
"You're dead meat—turn into wax statues under my candlestick! Gwahahaha—"
Noticing this scene, Chrollo looked over, surprise in his eyes.
Mr. 3 is pretty capable—
This ability to change the surrounding environment through the effect of his own fruit is clearly a sign of fruit awakening!
Mr. 3 already shows signs of fruit awakening!
No wonder he could successfully ambush Dorry and Brogy in the original story, and even block Magellan's angry attack in Impel Down.
His development of the fruit ability was very strong, ahead of most people!
However, Mr. 3 was a person of extremes...
His physical stats and Taijutsu were very weak, weak to an absurd degree. In other words, he would never develop Haki in his lifetime.
Such a person could not defeat Nobunaga.
The falling wax mist didn't land on anyone; instead, it floated towards the sky against the laws of nature.
Bonney watched this beautiful scene, hearts appearing in her eyes.
"Wow, reverse snow~"
Mr. 3 looked at this scene in shock. If the wax mist couldn't fall on everyone, it naturally couldn't affect them.
"What exactly is going on?"
"Damn it—"
"Forcing me to use my ultimate move! My greatest art—Candle Champion!"
Wax liquid slowly enveloped Mr. 3, then piled up and solidified, forming a huge robot-like armor nearly ten meters tall.
Mr. 3's head stuck out from the top of the robot, looking extremely comical, still shouting:
"Solidified wax is as hard as steel! I am now as hard as steel!
Your sword can't cut me!"
"Die—"
He realized that the wax mist was affected by the enemy in front of him, so he manipulated the Candle Champion and charged straight at Nobunaga with astonishing momentum!
"Heh, steel..."
Nobunaga revealed an inexplicable expression, resting his hands on the hilts of his swords, poised to strike.
"A slash is not such an inconvenient thing..."