"Has it finally come to Sasha?"
Inside the Colored Cloud Box, Brimir murmured as he looked at the two sides announced for the fifth duel.
He had just been wondering who Sasha would be better off facing.
Now there was no need to wonder. It had been decided—Urouge, the "Sky Island Mad Monk."
"Mr. Brimir, can Sister Sasha win?" Tiffania asked softly.
Beside her, Duga, the "Daughter of Hedoru," and Brian, the "Nail Clipper," silently watched Sasha and Urouge step into the duel arena below.
Brimir shook his head. "Sorry, I can't say for sure either. His Devil Fruit is rather strange, and judging by his earlier performance, his physical strength is extraordinarily powerful."
At the same time.
Everyone in the Multiverse Duel Arena was astonished by the matchup between Sasha and Urouge.
A beautiful female elf who was barely 1.7 meters tall, petite and graceful, facing a burly man nearly four meters tall—naturally, it made people worry for the former.
However, Urouge's current appearance differed somewhat from his "future" self.
For example, he did not have a thick beard on his face, nor was he holding that giant hexagonal black pencil.
But the slippers on his feet and his hairy calves had not changed at all.
"I truly did not expect my opponent to be a little girl. How is this humble monk supposed to strike?"
Though Urouge wore a brilliant smile, his words carried a hint of helplessness.
"Do not hold back. Please fight with all your strength!"
Sasha remained calm as she drew the Sword of Wisdom, Derflinger, from her back and pointed its sharp blade directly at Urouge.
"Whoa, what a huge guy! He's practically as big as a troll, partner!"
Derflinger bobbed its guard up and down, marveling at Urouge's size.
"A talking sword?" Urouge