One Piece: The Evil Generation

Chapter 290 Identity Exposed
289 chapter

"Are you kidding me?" Elizabello almost froze when he heard Ross's words. What is he doing now surrounded by so many players?He was worried that he would swing the King's Fist to stop him after warming up, but this person actually wished he could finish warming up sooner, is he tired of work?

"I'm not joking, no one will joke about their lives." Ross shook his head, "You should concentrate on warming up your body, I will keep you at the end of the game."

The second half of Ross's sentence reassured Elizabello. Elizabello didn't know Ross at all, and now he felt this way. It could only be said that Ross exuded a strong aura.

As for the other party wanting to try his King's Fist, then he has no objection. If someone is willing to protect him, why are he still coy? Anyway, as long as the King's Fist is ready, the champion of District B will be at his fingertips.

"Are you crazy, aren't you?! Elizabello's King's Fist can break through a fortress with one punch, and you want to protect him now?!"

"I think he was bribed by Elizabello. He can do anything for money!"

"It's just killing a few more people. Where do you have the confidence to kill dozens of us?"

"Forget it, there's nothing to talk to a lunatic! Kill him and feed him to the bettas, and as for Elizabello, he must not be allowed to warm up."

A group of players were so angry that they wanted to unite temporarily and get rid of Ross first.

Ross stretched his waist: "Let's see if you are qualified enough."

"What do you mean?"

Just when the players who wanted to besiege had doubts, Ross's eyes under the hood suddenly became sharp, and a powerful spiritual storm swept the audience, as if there was a coercion brought by the gods, people felt this deterrent force At this time, they had the urge to kneel down and surrender, and before this feeling forced them to take action, the gods seemed to have turned into devils again, and the uncontrollable fear spread from the heart to the whole body, and some people were shocked by that moment. The coercion that came from the impact crushed them, their eyes turned white and they fell to the ground unconsciously. Although some people received the coercion, they were also shaky and vulnerable.

"thump."

"thump."

"thump."

Pieces of contestants fell to the ground, and those who could barely resist were also kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely and panting heavily, as if they had just experienced something horrific.

"You guy..." Elizabello's warm-up exercise did not stop, and he was one of the few contestants who was slightly affected, but even so, he felt as if he had just fallen into an ice cellar, "It's actually a bully color!"

"Good eyesight." Ross turned his head and smiled, and the players who were just showing off their might and planning to attack in groups had already fallen to the ground.

"Who the hell are you?!" Elizabello seemed to suddenly understand Ross, why he didn't care about his King's Fist, and planned to try it himself.

A person with domineering aura, which one is not a top powerhouse who resounds through the sea?
"That's not what you should know, just warm up your body obediently now, that's your only chance to defeat me." Ross reminded, he now wants to clean up those players on the field who have blocked the domineering color but are already crumbling up.

"Damn it..." Elizabello picked up the speed.

……

"Huh? There's a guy who's not weak." Bartolomeo, who was particularly relaxed because of the barrier, naturally felt the coercion when fighting Cavendish. The coercion was not simple. The mental impact of this feeling is even more daunting and aloof, "Is that the overlord's color..."

"Did you lose your mind? Are you underestimating the enemy so much? But it's okay!" Cavendish's offensive has been going on for a long time, but there is still no sign of weakening. None other than me."

"It's just that you didn't target you for a while, did you blow your hair? Rotten head!" Bartolomeo yelled, "Anyway, I won't be afraid of Elizabello, and you don't want to beat me to stop him Because you can't get past me at all."

"Okay!" Cavendish laughed back angrily, "There are quite a few interesting guys on the field in Zone B, so I'll take care of you one by one!"

……

"Overlord color domineering! It was sent by the man in the hood!" Taiton stared at Ross with a glance. Ross had already been noticed by him before he released the overlord color. The character of Fei Da Gama, perhaps this is also a person who will threaten Bartolomeo to become the champion of the B area.

"I really didn't expect that there is such a tricky guy in Area B, with a domineering look and domineering, that is the qualification of a king that only one person in a million has." Sanji exclaimed.

"Why did he cover his face?" Crowe suddenly thought of something, turned to look at Ace, "Is this person your friend? Who is he?"

"Uh..." Ace was at a loss for words, and didn't know how to explain it.

"He doesn't want to disclose his identity, but he is a very strong guy." Sabo replied steadily.

Crowe looked at Sabo, and finally continued to watch Ross fight intently. An unbelievable possibility in his heart had begun to sprout.

Ace and Sabo naturally know that Crowe is a very smart person. As long as he is given a little clue, he may deduce the ins and outs of the whole thing. Now, they also believe that Crowe will recognize it in a short time who is that person.

"Is it Ross?" Crowe asked with a sigh.

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On the inconspicuous high platform on the side of the competition venue, Diamanti couldn't hide her shock, and shouted at Doflamingo: "Dover, you are domineering!"

"I've already felt it, very domineering and domineering!" Doflamingo smiled slightly, calm in his arms.

"Who can have the overlord look and domineering, which one is not a famous big man alone. At first, I was surprised that the major pirate groups and other strong people from all walks of life could participate in the competition. I didn't expect it, and now there is a king with the overlord look. Qualified man." Diamanti said.

Doflamingo remained calm: "I'm a little curious about his identity. Anyone who wants to participate in the competition has an identity record, right? Find me his information."

"You know." Diamanti scratched his head, "Our management is relatively loose. If the contestants insist on not revealing their real identities, they can forge a name to participate in the competition. So, maybe we didn't find out the information. use."

Doflamingo said nothing.

Cold sweat dripped from Diamanti's forehead: "I see, I'll go find it right away."

After a long time, Diamanti returned: "That man's name is Augustine."

"Augustin?" Doflamingo closed his eyes after hearing this name, and finally showed a creepy smile, "I know who it is."

(End of this chapter)