Senga glanced helplessly at Robin, thinking to himself that this girl's cunning side had surfaced again.
But seeing the hopeful look in her eyes, Senga finally softened.
Amidst the surprised gazes of those around her, Senga slowly rose from her chair and said calmly,
"I'll give it a try."
Senga's voice wasn't loud, but strangely, no matter how far away people were from Senga, they all felt as if his voice was right next to their ears.
All eyes were on Senga, but after seeing his face clearly, many people burst out laughing.
In this country, a strong and muscular man is considered beautiful. Senga's current appearance makes him look like a frail, pale-faced young man. How dare he even think of going on stage to compete?
Although the host just said to stop there, who can guarantee that nothing unexpected won't happen?
But when they saw Violet and Robin beside Senga, they immediately understood Senga's intention: he wanted to show off in front of the beautiful women!
It must be said that those two were truly rare beauties; even in Dressrosa, a place teeming with beautiful women, they were absolutely stunning.
Thinking about how Senga would make a fool of himself on stage later, these people couldn't help but feel smug.
Bellamy on the field looked at Senga, frowning. He felt that the man's face looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a moment.
The host next to him was also taken aback by Senga's sudden appearance, thinking to himself, "Where did this hothead come from? Is this the place for you to show off?"
However, since no one else is going on stage right now, and someone has stepped forward, there's no need to ask for favors. Let this clueless pretty boy embarrass himself and give everyone some amusement.
Thinking of this, the host, as if afraid that Senga might change her mind, immediately picked up the microphone and shouted,
"Then let this warrior present us with a spectacular duel! Let's give this warrior a round of applause!"
A few scattered claps rang out, mostly from women who were captivated by Senga's face, while the men mostly wore expressions of schadenfreude.
Robin and Violet clapped enthusiastically on the sidelines, cheering for Senga.
Senga smiled at the two women, then flashed to the side of the host in the next second.
This move stunned everyone. The distance from the audience seats to the ring was not short, yet no one saw how Senga moved.
At the entrance to the passage, a small child with a pair of bull horns on his head saw Senga and his expression changed drastically. He muttered,
"Hey! You're kidding, right?!"
Then he shook his head vigorously, staring intently at Senga on the arena until he was sure he wasn't seeing things. Without hesitation, he turned and ran towards the King's Highland Ground, saying as he ran,
"Oh no, I have to tell the young master about this right away!!!"
Bellamy on the ring was also taken aback by the speed Senga displayed. He stared at Senga for a while, and a figure appeared in his mind.
His expression immediately became extremely exaggerated, and just as he was about to open his mouth, the host next to him held the microphone to Senga's mouth and asked,
"This warrior's speed is truly amazing. Could you tell me your name?"
Senga smiled faintly and said,
"Pot Kage - Danzo"
"Kage Kurama Danzo? What an awful name!" the host thought to himself, then shouted.
"Now, let's have a friendly match between Kage Kurama Danzo and Bellamy!"
After saying that, he stepped down, leaving the arena to Senga and Bellamy.
Bellamy glanced at Senga and swallowed hard, thinking to himself Kage Kurama Danzo? Isn't he the person I was thinking of?
Then he looked into Senga's eyes and confirmed that they were just ordinary black eyes. Considering Senga's height, he suppressed his fear and thought he was overthinking it. Why would that person come to a place like this and hide their name?
Given his abilities, is there any need for him to hide anything?
With this in mind, Bellamy felt much more at ease. He got into a fighting stance and glared fiercely at Senga across from him. He had been so frightened earlier that he almost wet himself.
Now he's determined to get his revenge. As for the friendly match, he's long forgotten about it. He'll throw this Danzo into the pond to feed the fish later!
Senga yawned boredly, arms crossed, seemingly not taking Bellamy, the champion, seriously at all.
Senga's attitude enraged Bellamy, and he changed his mind; he was going to beat this reckless guy into a pulp!
His limbs transformed into springs once more, and with a loud shout,
"Spring Hopper!"
Then, he began leaping around the ring at a speed invisible to the naked eye, explaining things to Senga as he went.
"Are you stupid? If you don't stop it, this move will only get stronger. You'll be smashed into a pile of minced meat soon!"
Senga nodded in agreement and casually said,
"I see, this is a really scary move. What should I do?"
"Hmph! Still being stubborn even when you're about to die. Do you really think I'd take some friendly match seriously? Prepare to die!"
Bellamy felt he had enough energy stored up in his body. He turned around and charged straight at Senga. At this speed, he was confident he could smash through a steel plate, let alone a human.
Violet, who was in the audience and unaware of Senga's strength, was on tenterhooks. She could tell that Bellamy had used a deadly move, and if Danzo was hit, he would be in grave danger.
She hadn't expected Bellamy to be so ruthless. She only wanted to see Senga's strength through a friendly match, and she didn't want him to get into trouble because of this!
Compared to Violet, Robin looked much calmer. She had nothing to worry about. He was a man who could defeat two Four Emperors on his own. Someone like Bellamy would be lucky to Kakuzu of his clothes.
However, Robin's behavior seemed to Violet as if she hoped Senga would die, which annoyed her. She wondered if this woman wanted a new boyfriend, and that was why she usurped Danzo?
Just as Violet was speaking out for Senga on the field made a move.
He simply raised his right hand slightly, then slammed it down sharply.
A large circular crater instantly appeared beneath Senga's feet, with winding cracks extending all the way to the edge of the arena.
Lying in the center of the crater was Bellamy, whose human form was no longer recognizable. Half of his words had come true; it wasn't Senga who had turned into minced meat, but himself.
Silence.
Before anyone could react to what had just happened on the stage, the microphone in the hands of the host, who was standing at the edge of the audience, fell to the ground with a thud.
He stiffly bent down to pick up the microphone, intending to walk onto the stage to announce Senga's victory, but found that his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, and he couldn't pull them out no matter what he did.