Cyrus is the king of the arena,

And the arena is the place where all means are used to win.

So his fighting style... It can be said that it has nothing to do with 'good-looking' at all, and there is no habit of shouting the name of the move, how effective is the sneak attack trick, but Rosie doesn't hate it: as long as you can win, you have to play good-looking?

Dead people ask so much for what to do!

"Oh oh oh oh,"

"Worthy of our Dressrosa legend!"

The host's excited roar echoed throughout the arena,

"Take it! Take!

”

"Invulnerable, monstrous and fierce Mr. Virgo, still defeated by Lord Cyrus's exquisite skills!"

"But... Has the second player from the Don Quixote family already entered? ”

"In other words: the third swordsman tournament is about to begin?"

Faced with the host's explanation, the audience immediately quit.

"Wait, it's despicable!"

"The Lord Cyrus has just fought a fierce battle—"

"Is this Don Quixote guy ready to pick up the bargain? He's still good-looking..."

···

Amid the chaotic roars, accusations, and boos of the more than 200,000 spectators around him, Cyrus, who was blue and purple, looked at Rossi in front of him, and his muscles tensed.

This young man who can quietly appear behind the throne is very dangerous!

"Come on—"

"Wait,"

Facing Cyrus, who was about to fight, Rossi raised his hand to stop him.

"You'd better go back and take care of your wounds first, and then come over with a sword."

"What I'm going to compare with you now is 'swordsmanship', not empty-handed fighting,—— the next 'water battle', and the last 'unlimited battle' are all contracted by me."

Originally, the 'water war' should have ended with Jinping,

Although Cyrus has fought fishmen in the water during his 3,000-game winning streak, those fishmen are certainly not comparable to him. And what Rossi is worried about is that Jinping can't do it.

With Cyrus's will, Rossi believed that he would not be able to retreat even if he died in battle; So instead of making it difficult for Jinping to play, it is better for Rossi to win three games alone!

Anyway:

"If I'm not mistaken, you'll be the only one in the next few games, right?"

In addition to Cyrus, Dressrosa's other 'masters' are controlled by the Dover parasitic line, and in the face of the menacing 'Don Quixote family', although the agreement of 'three wins in five battles' has been set, but for Dressrosa's side:

The only option is for Cyrus to break through the Don Quixote!

“··· Yes,"

Facing Cyrus, who nodded in acknowledgement, Rossi's feather coat flew backwards and 'sit' directly back, while cocking Erlang's legs.

？！

Rossi is on her left foot and her right foot is on her left knee, as if she is sitting in an invisible chair, leaning back in the air.

"That's it, I'll wait for you."

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Left stand,

"I'm sorry, Dover."

Although he has sunglasses to cover his eyes, it is not difficult to see his unwillingness from the ashamed Virgo's face.

"I messed up the family business."

Originally, everyone's plan was to directly win the 'five consecutive championships', so that Dressrosa's people fell in front of the absolute strength of the Don Quixote family, and the crushing of the first game was perfect, but they didn't expect the second game to overturn.

"Ferver, it's okay."

To this, Dover just waved his hand.

"There is no perfect plan in this world, and if you fail, you will start all over again. - The most important thing is that the people are still there, don't take it to heart, Rossi will take care of everything. ”

"Yes,"

Despite both Rossi and Dover's words, Virgo was still in poor spirits.

Obviously, empty-handed fighting is his strong point, but he was directly suppressed by the opponent to defeat if he used a big move like 'twisting the power arm' earlier. The battle situation...

It's too late to say anything now, and the next thing is to watch Rosie's.

"Uh-haha, who made you careless."

Diamanti, dressed in gold armor, leaned over, looking sarcastic, but actually comforting.

"Don't worry, Rosie doesn't have the word 'careless' in his life, he will win the other party cleanly!"

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"Lord Cyrus!"

"Cyrus, good job—"

Returning to the first level of the audience on the right, Cyrus was immediately greeted with heroic cheers, and the strength of that 'Virgo' was obvious to all, and he was able to take down the opponent to the delight of the Liku kings.

"The next one... Be careful,"

When the doctors who gathered around him began to apply medicine and bandage Cyrus, King Riku wanted to encourage Cyrus a few words, but when it came to his lips, these words became like this.

He knew very well that Cyrus's character did not need to be encouraged by him at all, but he had to worry that Cyrus was trying too hard.

"Even if we lose, we can think of other ways."

Faced with the comfort of King Riku, Cyrus nodded earnestly.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the minister will go all out!"

"Bring me my sword—"

As a mediocre sword was carried over by two soldiers, Cyrus, who had taken the sword, was ready to go.

"Wait,"

Princess Scarlett, who came over, glanced at Rosie, who was sitting in the arena with her legs crossed.

"What kind of ability is that? And..."

"Cyrus, won't you rest a little longer?"

"Thank you for your concern,"

Cyrus, who had picked up his sword, put on a red cloak, and was heavily armed with bracers and helmets, shook his head.

"That 'Rosinandi' didn't use any ability, but just maintained the shape of 'sitting' in the air with his strong physique."

"Can it be seen as a kind of cultivation, or a way to consume physical strength?"

One-legged suspended horse step, ordinary people... No, it is difficult for the average master to even make such a move.

Maybe this is because the 'Rosinandi' is unwilling to take advantage of himself and consume some physical strength before going to war?

Peng

With such doubts, Cyrus jumped into the arena.

Stampede, stomped,

The heavily armed arena hero stepped step by step into the ruined arena, and although he was already wounded, it did not damage his heroic iron blood. In other words, now he looks more like a legend who has been through a thousand battles, and the wound is a medal!

"Lord Cyrus!

”

"3000 Wins in a Row..."

"The king of the arena—"

The name of the hero, echoing over the arena with cheers and shouts, is the pride of the whole of Dressrosa.

It's a pity,

His hero, my enemy.

If you want to take over Dressrosa, you must defeat the 'Undefeated Legend' Cyrus. Rosie sighed in her heart for 0.1 seconds before squinting at the man opposite.

If Cyrus can master the domineering power of the armed color, he will immediately become a famous powerhouse on the sea.

Until then, let him see what true 'domineering' is!

"Cyrus, you are strong."

Only after Cyrus had stepped into the arena did Rossi 'get up' and speak.

"If you don't have an armed color domineering, and you don't have the long sword you are good at, you can defeat Virgo."

Although he fought a second time, Virgo would never lose. But I have to say that there are always such and such geniuses in this world. And Rossi herself: To be honest, although the talent is not bad, he thinks that he does not dare to compare with these wild people who can become masters.

His strength today is all exercised by himself with one punch and one knife!

"Be careful, Cyrus."

"I'm only going to make one cut,"

？？？？

"Arrogant fellow—"

"Bastard, the Seven Martial Seas are amazing, huh?"

"Cyrus, show him how good our Dressrosa is!

”

Cyrus on the other side did not react, but the crowd in the audience was angry. Only one knife... Want to humiliate someone? I didn't see that the cowhide roaring 'Virgo' from before was also defeated!

"The two sides are in place, and the game begins."

In the midst of the countless noises, the voice of the host was almost drowned out, and Cyrus, who was preoccupied, immediately took a cautious defensive posture, with his long sword across his chest.

The ghostly speed of that 'Roxinandi' and the silent stealth skills all made him remember it vividly!

Every time I think about it, there is a layer of cold sweat behind me...

？！

Facing Cyrus on guard, the blonde boy in a black feather coat on the opposite side waited for a few seconds before unhurriedly pulling out the knife at his waist.

As soon as the knife came out of its sheath, its speed immediately changed from extremely slow to extremely fast, and suddenly disappeared!

"Demon Slash Yama!"

Danger –

In an instant, all the cells in Cyrus's body were 'screaming', frantically reminding him of the approaching crisis, and his good sight and domineering made him perceive the horror of this knife.

But it's too late!

Black is as dark as nightfall; Red, is the waves that fill the entire line of sight.

The light that obscured the sky and the sun filled everyone's eyes in an instant!

Puff,

There was a crisp sound behind him, and the black and red light that rose into the sky had already crossed the arena behind Cyrus, and then stretched all the way into the distance, and the buildings, fields, and mountains could not stop it.

？？？

Everyone froze numbly in place, only their eyes rolled involuntarily, following the black and red light, looking at the neatly cracked 'bullfighting arena' and the thousands of spectators who had collapsed on either side of the smooth incision.

Katsa,

There was a small popping sound, followed by the crunch of metal hitting the ground.

Danglang,

Two halves of the helmet fell to the ground, along with a severed sword.

Puff,

In the splattering of blood, the hero with his helmet cracked and his sword broken fell to his knees, and the blood gushing out of his chest spilled all over the arena.

"Cyrus?!"

"Captain Cyrus—"

With the coquettish cry of the king and a girl, the more than 200,000 viewers who were sluggish... No, more than that! More people watching the game through the live broadcast all turned their stiff necks to look at the heroes kneeling in the arena.

The pride of their Dressrosa, defeated!

At the same time, even the clouds in the sky were split in two. A straight line of sunlight streamed down the cut clouds, paving a golden trail behind Rossi.

It was as if the sky was a ladder for the king, setting him off like a god and a demon.

This scene will be firmly imprinted in the minds of all Dressrosa people, and they will never forget it!

"Ferver, Rosie has played a big game again."

Dover lifted his chin, in order to deter Dressrosa's people, this knife Rossi had already used all the tricolor domineering. A single knife flew and slashed for thousands of meters, tearing even the sky apart, but it didn't hurt anyone.

Even Dover, who can also tear the sky, feels perverted when he sees it!

"Uh-haha, look at that king's lost soul."

Diamanti gloated at King Liku, who had been crackled by the sword light beside him, and a trembling hand clutched the stone pillar next to him, so that he did not collapse like the other soldiers.

"Hurry up and abdicate to make way for Xian!"

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PS: Thank you for the 18 monthly tickets of the book friend 'no book to read', and the votes of other book friends, thank you for it~~ Well, add a more chapter (I really don't have time to write, tears)