The Worst Fruit Among Pirates

"Fram, this unfortunate boy,"

In fact, the 'General Franky' made by Frame is made of several brushes:

The six-tube blue fire Gatling, with one breath of [-] turns, saves the world with great mercy; the self-loading cannon, the pure flowering bullet of wisdom root, saves all sentient beings to achieve bliss...

After all, Flam has been able to hunt hundreds of meters of sea kings at sea with homemade weapons, and his strength is definitely not weak.

Artillery fire and bullets instantly turned the battlefield into a death zone of explosions and metals. Ordinary troops could not withstand it for a second before they would be torn into pieces all over the sky.

However, what he met was the 'Eight Finger' Oppa!

bang——

With a kick of his foot, a pit exploded in the solid arena, and cracks spread in all directions like a spider web.And Oba, who was holding a spear, was already like a torpedo, speeding away towards the 'General French'.

"Don't think you can defeat me like this!"

Fram, who was sitting in the semi-open cab, roared excitedly. With his fingers flying, the tall robot rolled sideways as nimbly as a real person, actually avoiding Oppa's thrust.

"General Franky's sword!"

Having been approached by the opponent, guns and guns are naturally no longer suitable.General French's two swords flickered out from his arms with a clang, and he tried to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

"...Oba is letting the water go,"

After a casual glance, Rossi made a judgment.

Although Frame is indeed a genius and the war robot he built is also very good.But compared to Oba, who has mastered two-color domineering, especially the weapon color, which can be black and hard for a short time, it is completely different.

With Oppa's strength, it would be no problem to tear this robot apart with just his hands.

"Fufufu, I didn't expect this big man to have such a delicate mind."

Dover smiled too;

The importance that the Don Quixote family attaches to Mr. Tom is known to all cadres with some status. As one of Mr. Tom's disciples, Frame is naturally known to many people:

So after Oba deliberately let the water go and let General French use all his methods——

"drink!"

Exhaling loudly, Oba suddenly picked and twisted the spear in his hand, sending General Franky's swords flying high into the air. Then, the spear tip came out of the hole like a wild python, and he pounced forward in the blink of an eye!

"You lost,"

brush,

The silver-white gun tip stopped in front of the cab, chilling Fram's excited brain sitting inside.

"...I was the one who failed,"

If the opponent doesn't stop, this shot can penetrate the cab and kill Fram: No matter how powerful the robot is, if the driver is killed, it will be nothing more than a pile of junk.

"Damn it, am I really the one who dragged 'General French' down?"

Frame jumped out of the cab and rubbed his blue airplane hair in annoyance, but the surrounding audience had already begun to applaud and cheer:

"Well done, little brother!"

"You're already strong, swim trunks boy!"

"Asshole, don't call me 'little brother', do you hear me!!"

Franm, who roared angrily at the audience, turned his robot around in displeasure, and then dragged it towards the left passage where he came out: with just one hand, he could drag more than ten tons of steel. Enough for ordinary people to look up to.

"Then, the winner is-"

"Mr. Oba!!"

The man with a black and white beard, who looked like an iron tower, turned around and left with a spear in hand. His honest and honest appearance made people never think that he had actually "let off steam" in the battle just now.

"Next, the person who will enter is——"

"Master Gilder Tezzolo!"

"Oh oh oh~~"

"Master Tezolo!"

Everyone in the audience burst into loud cheers. Unlike other middle-level cadres, Tezzolo was already considered a 'quasi-cadre' of the Don Quixote family. He was usually responsible for the management of the six islands in the first half of the New World, and had an extraordinary status.

and:

Snap, snap, snap~~

The rhythmic sound of finger snaps came out, and it seemed to hit everyone's heartbeats, making the audience subconsciously quiet down.

"Ladies and gentlemen--"

The dark green young man in a pink suit stepped onto the stage while snapping his fingers and tap dancing, and flipped the switch on the phone bug with his other hand.

Tezzolo raised one hand and turned 360 degrees, as if greeting all the audience.

"Let's go!"

The eyes of 10,000+ people fell on Gilder Tezzolo, who sang a magnetic song to a phone bug while snapping his fingers to the beat:

"One, two, three, let's start, gorgeous performance!"

The sunny and handsome Tezzolo looked around, then raised his head and winked mischievously.

"Five, six, seven, prepare, waiting for your arrival!"

Then he snapped his fingers and pointed to the entrance on the other side: everyone's eyes followed his movements to the other side:

"The door is open, the battlefield of force and passion, come and win glory~~?7?8"

···

"This Tezzolo's appearance is really high-profile."

Pika, who is socially anxious in the family, looked envious: his throat was burnt when he was very young, causing him to speak in a shrill voice. Coupled with his body shape, he could sing and dance like this all his life. Neither is possible.

"Don't panic,"

"As long as you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed."

Faced with Rossi's comfort, others rolled their eyes.

As Tezzolo danced and sang, the atmosphere in the entire arena became lively, as if it was not a place for competitive fighting, but an international superstar holding a concert, which made the officials who walked out of the opposite aisle look dumbfounded.

"It's just a hobby, only having strength is the most important thing."

Rossi knew that Tezzolo had loved singing since he was a child. However, as a poor child, this talent was of no use. Even because of his father, a rotten gambler, his mother was angry with him and refused to let Tezzolo sing. Both scolded.

Only 'Stella' from the human slave market thought Tezzolo's singing was great, and she cheered him up.

In fact, Tezzolo is definitely a first-rate entertainer.

After singing and skipping, the atmosphere of the scene has been mobilized.

"like this!"

Tezzolo raised his hands, beckoning the audience to follow him.

"One, two, three, let's start, gorgeous performance!"

The audience was also very considerate. Many people echoed the melody in unison, and the atmosphere in the arena reached a high point.

"Five, six, seven, prepare, waiting for your arrival!"

After the song was sung, all the men, women and children in the entire arena stood up and applauded Tezzolo below.Even if he has no other abilities, he can live comfortably with just this skill.

Even in this chaotic world, people still need singing and dancing music: not to mention Dressrosa, which is famous for its enthusiasm.

"Then, the game begins!"

The enthusiastic 'foreplay' hasn't subsided yet, the real 'main course' is about to take place:

"Lord Tezolo, please show mercy."

The cadre on the opposite side took out the sailor sword and flintlock gun from his waist. It turned out that he had once been a pirate captain.

"Please,"

The sunny and handsome Tezzolo also pulled out the long sword from his waist and nodded politely.

boom! !

As lead bullets roared out, the battle began.

"Oh, isn't this Jorah's 'hound pace'?"

Rossi raised his eyebrows in surprise. The cadre with a long knife in one hand and a flintlock gun in the other fired continuously. The whistling lead bullets traced dangerous trajectories in the air, blocking the space in advance, but without exception. Failed.

Tezzolo's whole body seemed to teleport, and his speeding figure moved at high speed, as if he was using "Shaving" continuously to dodge, and he easily dodged the opponent's gunshots.

"Yes, my 'hound pace'."

Jorah nodded,

Although these 'low-level' skills are now almost integrated into everyone's instincts, they are not considered unusual.But when they were in Beihai, no one in the entire family could master this move.

In just a few years, Tezzolo went from having no foundation to being able to advance and retreat freely. Talent and hard work are both indispensable.

brush,

The next second, Tezzolo, who was dodging at high speed, quickly approached his opponent. The long sword in his hand fell with a dazzling light, suppressing the cadre who raised the sword to block and retreated continuously.

"Is this Diamanti's swordsmanship?"

"Well, this Tezoro's talent is really good——"

Diamanti also nodded seriously,

"If he focuses on swordsmanship, he might be able to become the family's second swordsman."

As for the number one swordsman, of course it’s Diamanti herself~~What, Rossi?If you are so strong, you cannot be considered a human being at all.

He is the god of the family!

"What a smooth attack and defense. It seems that Tezoro is very proficient in seeing and hearing Haki."

Rossi once again lamented that he was out all year round, either fighting or on the way to fight: Unknowingly, the ordinary young man who could not even fight in the slave market of Chambord has grown to this point.

"more than,"

Vergo, who was wearing sunglasses, calmly took over the topic.

"Tezolo's armed domineering power has already reached the threshold. All it needs is the excitement of actual combat."

This time, the family's middle-level cadres gathered together, including "masters" like "Beautiful Girl" Pete and "Eight-Fingered" Oba, who have mastered the two-color domineering force. The huge pressure will definitely enable Tezzolo to inspire armed color domineering.

???

Gladius was in bad shape. Although Tezzolo was much older than him, he joined the Don Quixote family much later and was about to master the two-color Haki.

And the color of his weapons——

Without the Devil Fruit, the two Gladius siblings might not be able to beat Tezolo!

When it comes to talent, sometimes people really compete with each other, which is really annoying.

No, you have to find a few strong enemies to improve.

If Rossi knew what Gladius was thinking, he would definitely pat him on the head and tell him to 'just be happy'.

In the original 'timeline', Tezoro was tortured as a slave by the Celestial Dragons for many years. After escaping, he used his fierceness and resentment to grab the 'Golden Fruit'.

Then he kept fighting against powerful enemies from all walks of life, resorting to all possible means, and accumulated a huge wealth in just a few years. He was nicknamed the 'Golden Emperor', a strong man who was skilled in double domineering and had awakened his fruits.

In terms of talent, Tezzolo is no weaker than Rossi and Dover. However, due to Rossi's intervention, he did not become a slave, nor did he watch his lover being tortured to death. Naturally, he was no longer able to fight with countless powerful enemies. A body of great strength.

I don’t know if it’s lucky or unfortunate for him.

"Victor, Lord Tezolo!"

Just as Rossi was stroking his chin and thinking, the battle below was over:

As expected, Tezzolo, who is incredibly talented, won easily.

"Let's go, today's game is over."

Rossi and others stood up and left first, while everyone in the arena cheered to the winner and waited for the Don Quixote family to leave before leaving the bullfighting arena in an orderly manner.

"Amazing!"

"Master Tezzolo is really handsome and talented..."

"Don't be a nymphomaniac. Lord Tezzolo is devoted to his wife. Everyone knows this."

"I heard the army is recruiting people, maybe..."

"Let's go and try together. Even if we can't become a master like the adults, at least we have tried hard -"

Countless ordinary people dispersed and returned to their homes.Of course, there are also cadres who are in the limelight in the arena, hugging them from left to right to 'carpe diem'.

On the roof of a nearby building, Rossi stood quietly in the shadow of the building.

"'Pretty Girl' Pete..."

Since the Red Earl said he had a problem, there must be a problem: for the Red Earl who could read minds and memories, ordinary people... no, ordinary masters had no secrets at all.

What could be the problem?

Before there was evidence, Rossi couldn't just tie people up and torture them to extract confessions just because of the Red Count's words.

What's more, for people in this world, physical torture to extract confessions is a joke: If you don't even have this will, why go to sea and be a pirate?

Just let me see if you can show any flaws.

Rossi personally followed up, not to mention that 'Beautiful Girl' Pete had only mastered the basic level of Haki, and could touch even Impel Down City silently.