I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

  Chapter 373 Ten Thousand Swords Flying Together

   [Chapter head serialization·Lovesickness serialization first stop 3·『Hoo, I'm saved』]

[On the Junmei ship, Annie with graffiti painted on her back is sitting on the deck, with a face of Buddha, drinking tea leisurely... Around, the ordinary members of the guards are relieved...]— —

  This person came on stage without a weapon, so he came prepared!

   "It's a devil fruit!"

   "This is the power of the devil fruit!"

  On the arena, under the arena, in the audience stands, and in other places watching the big screen, many people have reacted.

  One hundred and ninety-nine participating swordsmen all lost their weapons on the ring and looked up at the sword formation that hovered like a forest.

  Able to do such an incredible thing...

  On this sea, only those with the ability of Devil Fruit can do it.

   "But, I heard that Qiao Luno, what kind of natural gas fruit he grabbed back then!"

   "Why not the natural type, but such a superhuman type that can manipulate swords?!"

   "He's too much... he just discarded the precious nature..."

  For a time, many people thought a lot, looking at the arena, watching the youth on the big screen, with mixed flavors.

  "But player Qoruno...after controlling the swords of other players, what exactly do they do?"

  The host kept explaining.

  "Do you want to throw these weapons out of the field, or—wait, the player Qoruno is talking, what is he talking about?!"

  Robin muttered to himself in the audience: "I knew it wouldn't be that simple..."

   Lynch smiled slightly, dragged the two hundred knives above his head with his palm, and said, "So many..."

   "Stop being there!"

  On the arena, a swordsman who had been robbed of his sword looked angry and rushed towards Lynch.

"It's the'iron-fisted swordsman' Ain Hand!" the narrator exclaimed responsibly, speaking quickly, "He once single-handedly wiped out an entire island dominated by multiple pirate groups, and received a total reward. The amount is as high as 800 million Baileys at one time! Legend has it that he broke the knife in his hand, and finally defeated the remaining Pirates with his bare hands!"

  "Do you think that if the swordsman has no sword, he has no power?" The iron-fisted swordsman rushed in front of Lynch, and slammed his iron fist against Lynch's chest and abdomen, "It's ridiculous!"

   Lynch did not look at him.

  On the other side, several other contestants who were closer to Lynch attacked Lynch at the same time.

  What a joke!

  Everyone is a swordsman who came to participate in the swordsman contest, and he took the knife away when he came up. This kid is so unruly, doesn't he want to get mixed up?

  Look for a fight!

   Lynch did not look at them either.

  The narrator was also very dedicated to introducing the origins of these storming empty-handed swordsmen, but no matter how fast he spoke, he was surprised by the next scene.

A few bangs...The fists and feet of the people who besieged Lynch hit his heart, neck, ribs, and forehead separately... but they all seemed to hit a hard wall, after making a dull sound , Lynch remained motionless during the besieged attack, and his expression remained unchanged. On the contrary, the faces of the empty-handed sword lords who were besieged flashed an awkward strangeness...

  Hey hey hey...The other players on the ring who were watching the situation were immediately shocked. What does the expression mean? You went to besiege the victim, and you hit the opponent with your fists and feet. It hurts so badly, but you yourself? !

  Six type iron block? No one in the audience was close to Xiliu, dangling a big cigar.

   "That way..." Charlotte Mond on the other side was surprised.

  Green smoke curled up, Mrs. Ghost (Harmony) raised her head, looking at Lynch on the stage with indifferent eyes under the brim of the hat. That kind of casual and relaxed posture...not an ordinary piece of iron. But it is very similar to the mother's state... a higher level of hardening...

   "..." Mihawk looked in the distance with his arms folded, and suddenly his eyes glanced back.

   "Huh?" In the crowd in the audience, a swordsman who participated in the next few games unexpectedly noticed the abnormal movement of his waist, "My sword...why is it trembling?"

   "When the commentary, time should stop..."

  On the arena, Lynch let these people's weak fists and feet hit him, with an unpleasant expression on his face, "Who allowed you to come up and interrupt me?"

   "Damn it!"

   "Asshole!"

These empty-handed sword lords were irritated, but in the next moment they saw a black shadow flashing away in front of them, followed by a sharp pain in the head, accompanied by a strong sense of dizziness and weightlessness, he seemed to be spinning in mid-air, and then The whole body trembles, wait, the body is numb, it is still very hot, a little itchy...No, this is pain! We were beaten up by something and fell into the ring!

How can it be! I didn't see anything at all!

  What did he use to attack? !

  The sword lords who fell all around the ring just got up badly, they were kindly kicked out of the ring by the person on the side...

   "Hey! What are you doing?!"

   "Asshole!"

  These people fell out of bounds and have already lost their qualifications.

  The people on the scene, including the players who sent them to the outside in the ring, didn’t have the time to take care of them.

Everyone’s eyes were on the amazing Chobana Giorno. Just now... Although everyone didn’t see the process clearly, they saw the result: Chobana Giorno’s long black hair seemed to have Like life, it turned into arms and fists, punching the people who besieged him, splashing blood in mid-air...

   "What is this again?"

  "Is it also the ability of Devil Fruit?"

   "Impossible! How can one person have two devil fruits!"

  The audience, the players off the stage, and the commentator who acted as the background voice were all talking about this sudden change.

   "Wait, what's the sound?" A swordsman was taken aback suddenly, "Buzzing..."

   "So many people are calling and chatting, it's a waste of time..."

On the arena, Lynch released an amazing magnetic force in his hands. The few troublemakers just now should have nothing to do. His eyes swept across the crowded audience arena, and the 1,300 swordsmen beside the arena. .

  His appearance, his face, and his words are all presented on countless huge broadcast screens around the world at this moment.

   "What is he going to do?"

   "Could it be...?!"

  Some people have not reacted yet, and some have already had bad guesses, and hurriedly grabbed the saber around their waist.

   As soon as he looked up, he saw the words behind Gioruno on the big screen:

   "I will do a quick screening for you, how about?"

  As soon as the voice fell, the second preliminaries, third, and fourth games under the stage within the entire arena...all the swords of all the other participating swordsmen trembling in their sheaths, becoming more and more intense!

   Buzz! Buzzing! ...

   "My sword!"

   "My knife!"

  A handful of sharp knives, famous knives, big sharp knives...the densely packed sharp blades, unsheathed amidst the sound of astonishment and exclamation!

  (End of this chapter)