I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

  Chapter 375 One-second quarterfinals, just fiction

   [Chapter head serialization·Lovesickness serialization first stop 5·『Untitled』]

[Cavendish looks out over the village; the wooden boat toy fell on the ground, and Marianne squatted and touched it curiously; in the corner behind her, Annie, who had graffiti removed, was holding her daughter Amorine tightly and crying... ]——

original……

  Today’s schedule is a total of eight qualifiers, four in the morning and four in the afternoon, with a total of 1542 players, each of which determines the final winner to advance to the next round.

   There will be a total of eight strong swordsmen who will participate in the knockout round of the quarterfinals tomorrow.

   Tomorrow morning there will be a quarter-finals match, a total of four games; in the afternoon, there will be a quarter-finals match, a total of two games.

  The battle for the championship and runner-up, the final battle for "the world's largest swordsman" will be held the day after tomorrow.

   Normally, this is how the game goes.

result……

  This morning, the first game of the preliminaries...

  The unexpected change happened.

Because of the player's Devil Fruit ability, Joe Bana Giorno will directly use the weapons of all the 199 players who are competing with him in the field of the competition, as well as the weapons of the 1342 players in the next seven preliminaries. The swords... are almost all taken away, and they are gathered in the sky and arranged in sword formations, pouring down like a rainstorm, one round, two rounds... the jaw-dropping rainstorm of swords, presented on the scene, and watching the broadcast Before the eyes of audiences from all over the world on the big screen.

"Damn... how..." In the mess on the ground, there was a Jian Hao who was nailed to the ground by two swords and bleeding, with unwillingness and fear on his face, "I can't avoid it at all! Why, at my speed, It shouldn't be dodge..."

  The knife fell like raindrops, is it terrible?

Not scary.

  For those who have the courage to participate in this swordsman contest, it is not terrible.

  If you have a knife in your hand to defend, there is nothing to fear.

  But...what fell from the sky was my own knife.

  Faced with the dense, heavy rain of knives, the sword tyrants with their bare hands have nothing to do.

not to mention……

  These knives, as if they had eyes, pierced them with extreme precision.

  Even if they want to dodge, they will seem to take the initiative to stab these knives...This situation is especially frightening.

  But in fact, with such a large range and huge number of targets, even with Lynch’s experience, it is impossible to cover everything.

  He can predict the person to be stabbed, but it is actually a small number. But this small part is enough.

  Frightened emotions will be contagious. The screams around, the sound of knives smashing through the air, the sound of blood splashing, and the sound of knives cutting meat that all swordsmen are familiar with... all make people feel palpable.

  In a pool of blood, the Jianhao who was nailed to the ground looked around, and all he could see were endings similar to him. He was cut by random blades, or simply pierced and nailed to the ground.

  Most people have temporarily lost their ability to move.

  Even if the injuries were minor, they were shocked because of this terrible and astonishing change. They were bleeding from their bodies, looking at the swords all over the floor, recalling the thrilling scene just now, and it took a long time to recover...

  How come there is such a guy...

  A total of more than 1,500 players, he directly eliminated more than 1,200 in a short span of time by his own power!

  Even if it is only across the screen, people all over the world are shocked to see such a scene.

  A huge playing field, with all kinds of swords all over the floor, and there are more than a thousand people lying there...even if you are across the screen, you can feel the nervousness of killing.

   Lynch didn't seem to feel the tension on the scene, clapped his hands with a calm expression, and looked at the host of the competition not far away.

   "Hey hey hey... It's kind of amazing, this guy!"

In the box, there was a large gold chain hung with a gold ring in his hand, and Tezolo was surprised. He pointed to the broadcast screen on the wall and said, "Suddenly more than a thousand people were injured-this is already a must. Most of the contestants, is this really okay?"

  Boss sitting posture, Krokdal, who was smoking a cigar, glanced at him.

  Tezolo is not the tone of seeing shocking scenes, but a playful tone.

When he met Klockdal’s sight, Tezolo’s mouth smiled... His ability, golden fruit, just a little effort, brought him countless amounts of gold; he has enough financial resources, so no matter it is The World Economic News, or the king, Qiwuhai, he can invite; but in the face of these dark world kings, in front of large pirates like Klockdal, their strength is slightly insufficient.

  Don’t let the other party feel that you are not confident in your own strength.

  Tezolo relaxed sitting on the sofa, holding up the gold wine glass, and smiling: "If the schedule is disrupted, there is so much news to report, and Morgans will have a headache too! Isn't it okay?"

   "..." Krokdal retracted his gaze, and said lightly, "His nickname is ‘big news’... Is there anything more ‘big news’ than such a scene?

   "A hundred ordinary qualifiers can't be exchanged for such a spectacular scene."

  Tezolo took a sip of the wine, put down the golden wine glass, cocked his legs, and smiled with his palms: “So, don’t punish this... Well, Chobana Giorno is out, right?”

  It's best to quickly carry this unlucky Qiao Luno away!

  Kicking back to his hometown Xihai is better!

  Krokdal thought so in his heart, but in front of this big money who didn’t know where he came from, he refused to lose the majesty and prestige of Qiwuhai under the king.

   "It doesn't matter..." Qiwuhai the crocodile sprayed a cloud of smoke, "The guy Morgans is definitely not willing to let this guy retire, so there is no need to let him out..."

He looked at the big screen, the countless doctors and nurses who rushed into the competition site in an emergency, were carrying the more than 1,000 wounded people all over the floor... Such a miserable scene, Krokdal showed a cruel smile, " Clean up the useless garbage. Isn't this very easy for everyone?"

  ………………

  The chaos on the scene slowly ended. After the order stabilized, there were only about three hundred players left who could participate in the competition.

  Although among these three hundred people, there are many swordsmen who were injured because of Qiao Lunuo's sword rain... but at least after inquiring about the swordsmen himself, they all said that it would not affect the next game.

  The number of people is too small, so the organizer decided to put these three hundred people on the big arena together to compete for the final eighth...

Chobana Gioruno, Kuantiao Xu Lun, Mihawk of Hawkeye, Sister Charlotte, Yuzhiliu, and a group of powerful swordsmen have all stepped onto the stage... each stood on the stage. Certainly, Qiao Luno and Xu Lun are standing together, the Charlotte sisters are standing together, a large area is vacant around Mihawk, and a large area is vacant around Yu Zhiliu... Some are watching other people with their eyes; Some are indifferent and empty; some hold the retrieved sword and close their eyes to condense their energy...

  The host gave an order, and the audience at the scene and in front of the big screen of the broadcast only saw countless sword lights flashing on the big ring...

  Bang, bang, bang...

  There was an incalculable sound of falling to the ground, and at this moment, there were only a few people standing on the ring, and their respective blades were dripping with blood...

  Qoruno, Mihawk, Charlotte, Shiliu... who else will be left? ? ?

  ……

   "You can't do this!"

   "In this way, if so many nonsense guys are sent to the same arena for melee, I am afraid that there are no fewer than eight people left!"

  The above-mentioned melee plot did not happen. Because in the backstage of the contest organizer, the referees are arguing fiercely about this...

  (End of this chapter)