Suddenly, large holes appeared on the wall, and countless gun barrels extended out, pointing in the direction of the bear.

The steel plates on the ground were turned upside down and turned into sharp chains that kept rotating. A huge steel pillar fell down on the bear from directly above it.

Xiong's expression remained unchanged. The falling steel column didn't even knock his head off, but instead deformed it.

He gently adjusted his hat and put his gloves and book into his pockets.

It’s just awakening. Do you think I, Xiong, haven’t awakened?

If you don’t surrender, you will die!

Your office must contain the most valuable information in all of Germa!

......

"Sister, we have met the enemy! Look!" The second sister Boya Sandasonia pointed to a man sitting on a lotus chair in front.

"I saw it. He's just a pretty boy. How come his skin is so fair?" Hancock frowned and looked at the man in front of her. His skin was better than hers.

The man over there was looking at himself in the mirror, intoxicated by the beauty reflected in it, when he suddenly heard someone calling him a pretty boy, and he was startled.

"Is the beautiful lady over there praising me? Thank you so much! You are not bad looking either, although there is some gap compared to me!" The man looked at Hancock with regret and comfort.

Hancock initially thought he was a bit of a weirdo, but after hearing the man's last words, she became furious.

"Asshole, what did you say? I'm not as good-looking as you?" Hancock's eyes were blazing with fire, lighting up the entire passage.

The man gave Hancock a look of disdain.

"Are you so angry that you're embarrassed? It turns out there's a reason why people are ugly. Losing your temper can lead to bad skin, sagging, and wrinkles! After all, not everyone takes care of themselves like I do, a beautiful woman."

"What, you bastard, who gave you the courage to be so arrogant in front of me!" Hancock was furious.

But the next moment, her expression changed. Hancock became shy and radiated a pink glow. "Although you are rude, your charm is nothing compared to this beautiful concubine. Isn't that right, handsome boy?"

Her voice was so sweet that even her sister behind her felt soft.

Just when Hancock thought that the narcissistic man with cerebral palsy in front of her would surrender to her and turn into stone, the man looked at her with more and more disgust.

"How dare someone so ugly try to seduce me! Why, why did God give Lord Ezreal such a beautiful body? To avoid those suitors, I have to hide in this dark research base every day?"

"This is so unfair! What did I, Ezreal, do wrong? Why would those ugly surface creatures chase me here?"

"I don't want that slippery fruit anymore, please take it away!"

Looking at the man kneeling in front of them and crying bitterly, Hancock and her sister were petrified.

Boya Sandersonia said blankly, "Impossible, impossible! How could there be someone in this world more narcissistic than my sister? He's so convinced of his own beauty that he's completely immune to the Sweet-Sweet Fruit!"

"The Slippery Fruit? From today on, this fruit is my biggest competitor! You narcissistic man! Die with your Slippery Fruit!"

"Big fragrant feet!"

Hancock ignored all this and kicked the man in front of her in the head like an angry tigress.

......

Unlike other people who have to walk on the road, Crocodile walks much faster than others.

He could turn everything in front of him into sand, and all the steel walls in front of him were turned into brittle as tofu by him.

Mr.1 Daz Bonis, who was following behind him, chopped it off with ease, and a complete rectangular door appeared.

"Something is wrong. Why is the building in this room an arena, and the walls can't turn into sand at all!" Crocodile was a little puzzled.

"Maybe we have reached the core area, and the thickness of the steel wall in front of us has increased." Bonis guessed.

Crocodile shook his head: "No!"

He understood his own abilities, and there was never any problem of thickness. The only reason why he couldn't turn the sand into sand was that the power of other devil fruits blocked his ability to turn the sand into sand.

Crocodile thought for a while, asked Bonis to stay where he was, and walked to the center of the ring alone.

"Welcome! Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea! Participate in the Death Arena, a arena where only one person can survive!" A figure slowly appeared in front of Crocodile, holding a piece of paper that looked lifeless in his hand.

Looking at the man in front of him, Crocodile asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Mod Caesar, the user of the Duel Field Fruit. This room is my domain. The moment you step onto the ring, a life-or-death agreement is established between you and me. Only one of us will survive, and the ring will be lifted!"

Modkaiser said with a smile.

Crocodile frowned, turned around and slowly walked down the ring, but just as he reached the edge, an invisible barrier appeared and blocked him.

He tried to use his ability to turn into sand to consume the barrier, but he was horrified to find that his devil fruit ability had disappeared!

"Give up, Shichibukai, Crocodile! The life and death agreement I signed this time is a battle of physical skills. In this arena, you and I can only use physical skills and domineering fighting!"

"I understand you, so I've chosen the fighting style that suits me best! As long as I defeat you, the arena will reward me with more power feedback, and I'll become much stronger. Conversely, if I die, that power will be rewarded to you."

"Unfortunately, you have no chance. As the only pirate among the Seven Warlords who doesn't know taijutsu, you are destined to die here!"

Crocodile was very unhappy with Mordekaiser's confident expression.

But when he heard the rules of the battle, Crocodile grinned.

Physical skills?

A year and a half ago, his taijutsu skills were indeed terrible.

But unfortunately, a man named Jiang Bo gave him a set of precious physical skills summary manuals and domineering training method manuals.

In the past year and a half, thanks to his superior physique and body control, he has made no gaps in physical skills and domineering.

Well, let me show you my current strength!

Crocodile, who could only use the power of his fruit, is gone forever!

The gift of power, to put it simply, is a tonic that enhances one's strength.

......

"Captain, there's no proper path leading down here. The only thing is that this room in front of us is very strange. Its floor is paved with seastone. I can't go down."

Clo, who was exploring the way, found Jiang Bo and said.

"Oh, a seastone floor, interesting!" Jiang Bo slowly walked into the room, unsheathed the Seven Star Sword, and a big crack was immediately cut into the floor.