Hundred Fierce Island is oval-shaped, resembling a flat rugby ball. The island is flat at both ends, while the Sky Fighting Arena in the middle stands out prominently among the many houses, making it a landmark building on Hundred Fierce Island.
Following the scent lingering from Katesu, the Flying Dragon Chicken carried Buggy through the air, leaping and bounding across the rooftops of the Sky Island buildings before arriving above the Sky Fighting Arena.
Only two or three people remained in the stands of the Sky Fighting Arena. After a few eyewitnesses inadvertently revealed the news of Prap's serious injury and near death, it spread like wildfire through the streets and alleys. In just a short time, nearly half of the islanders knew about the assassination, and a dark cloud immediately descended upon their hearts. They had no interest in watching the duel in the Sky Fighting Arena and had already left.
Apart from the two main characters on the cloud platform and Mikuru outside the arena, no one else cared about the outcome of this battle.
When the Flying Dragon Chicken reached the sky Sky Fighting Arena, it turned ninety degrees, preparing to continue its pursuit. Buggy, who was far above the Sky Fighting Arena, heard the intense fighting below. He turned his head and a look of joy appeared on his face. He grabbed the Flying Dragon Chicken by the neck, pulled it around, and flew it downwards.
Some curious onlookers noticed Mikuru's pointed cat ears twitched as he looked up, paused for half a second, then waved excitedly and shouted, " Red Nose Uncle! Hey, hey, hey, I'm here!"
Buggy, who had originally been heading towards Shuma, suddenly turned the Flying Dragon Chicken's neck as if turning a steering wheel, and headed towards Mikuru on the reception room terrace.
The Flying Dragon Chicken cackled twice, used its Breath Dial to accelerate through the air, and landed on the terrace.
Buggy's face showed a hint of surprise. "I didn't expect to see both of you here. Have you seen Kaya and Cabaji?"
" Lemon and scarves? I don't see them. It's just Shutaro and the cat here!" Mikuru said, cautiously extending her Cat Claws towards the silver-scaled Flying Dragon Chicken. She was startled by the pheasant's unapproachable glare and sharp "cluck-cluck" sound, and withdrew it. She pouted somewhat defiantly and yelled at the Flying Dragon Chicken, "What are you yelling about? Do you think you're the only one who can yell? Meow... no, cluck, cluck-cluck, cluck-cluck!"
"This is outrageous, actually getting into a fight with a chicken..." Buggy's lips twitched slightly as he looked at the intense battle on the platform, finally noticing the big guy next to Shuma.
He raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "Small wings... big guy... buzz cut and a smile... it must be Urouge from the original story's twelve Supernovas, no doubt. This guy seems pretty strong; I wonder if I can recruit him..."
"Wait, let's find Cabaji and Kaya first. We don't know what that Bag will do next, we can't afford to delay any longer."
With that thought in mind, Buggy turned to Mikuru: "Kitty, I have important things to take care of right now. You guys stay on this island and wait for me to come back!"
After saying that, he rode away on his Flying Dragon Chicken, disappearing into the distance.
"Hey, Red Nose uncle, can't you just tell me where you're going before you leave!"
Mikuru looked at Buggy's retreating figure with a mixture of confusion and curiosity and called out, but the latter's figure gradually shrank and soon disappeared into the vast white expanse.
"So mysterious..." Mikuru muttered, glancing at the empty stands. "Just like these people... why is the Red Nose uncle acting so strangely too!"
On the cloud platform, Shuma and Urouge were completely focused on attacking and defending each other.
Urouge's aura suddenly surged after he took off his monk's robes. He was like a tank with thick skin and tough flesh. He withstood all of Shuma's attacks and immediately shifted his focus back to his fists, launching a terrifying counterattack.
His powerful physique allows him to fully utilize his Devil Fruit ability—to absorb damage from enemies and then return it in full as a counterattack.
The power of the Causality Fruit is perfect for a warrior like Urouge. As long as he can withstand the beating, he can return the damage to his opponent. Moreover, the strength of his counterattack will become stronger and stronger as he trains his Devil Fruit power and improves his physical strength.
Although Shuma's reaction and strength had clearly improved after eating the Destruction Pepper, he couldn't gain any advantage in a head-on fistfight. The fiercer his attacks, the more ruthless Urouge's counterattacks became.
"That felt great!"
Urouge had several bruises on his body, but he continued to throw punches and laugh heartily. In a state between serious and minor injuries, he was able to unleash the full power of his Devil Fruit. Facing the high-speed Shuma, he showed no fear, but instead became even more excited.
"Don't get cocky, you udon noodle ingredient." Shuma tapped Urouge's fist with his right foot, using the momentum to retreat with Geppo, creating a large distance between them.
"Haha, what are you doing? Are you going to admit defeat? But before you admit defeat, tell me your name first!" Urouge said with a loud laugh.
"My name is Shuma ... no, you bastard, I already told you my name! And..." Shuma pulled out his Raptor Boomerang again, "I'm not admitting defeat. I've already seen through your defenses. I'll defeat you in one move."
"Oh!" Urouge's face showed a hint of surprise. "You don't seem to be joking. In that case... although I'm not good at defense, I will use my strongest defense to block your attack."
After saying that, he let out a muffled shout, and his muscles bulged out again, even more so than before. But the more bulging his muscles became, the stranger he looked, because his head remained unchanged. In stark contrast to his swollen body, his neck was completely invisible.
Shuma gripped the boomerang's two ends with his left and right hands respectively. He took a deep breath, slightly pulled his arms back, and launched it out with a special burst of power.
"Wind Bird. Great Vulture!!"
The boomerang's trajectory in the air was very slow, looking like a video image slowed down ten times. Each spin was as clear as a slideshow. But in an instant, the boomerang's speed increased like a car accelerating wildly after passing through an acceleration lane, constantly increasing the frequency of its spins.
In the blink of an eye, the Raptor Boomerang was so fast that it was impossible to catch, like a black-feathered man-eating eagle spreading its wings and rushing straight ahead.
Urouge raised his arms solemnly. To him, no matter what kind of move it was, it was essentially a contest of pure strength, and he only needed to use his strength to block it!
Pfft!
In the brief moment that they flashed past each other, a surge of hot blood erupted.
Urouge gripped the boomerang tightly, but looked down in disbelief at the large, blood-stained wound on his abdomen. He staggered to his knees, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
He tried hard to stand up, but found that his strength was constantly draining away, and his swollen and enormous body began to shrink back to its normal size.
As Shuma approached step by step, Urouge's smile finally froze, "I... I clearly blocked your attack, why did I still lose...?"
"Fighting... it's not just about strength, it's also about skill, and even udon noodles!!"
Shuma's forehead was also beaded with sweat; his stamina was severely depleted, but he feigned an air of composure. "From the very beginning of the fight, I've been relentlessly attacking that spot on your abdomen. But you don't seem to have noticed. While your strength is immense, it's also your weakness. Your immense power makes you overlook seemingly insignificant injuries to your body, but such damage accumulates and can be quite devastating. Besides, I'm a gourmet; when cooking, I must use my eyes to observe and understand which parts of the food are vulnerable and easy to cut..."
With that, Shuma let out a deep breath and pointed his index finger at Urouge: "... Talking like this is exhausting. Anyway, you lose when it comes to udon ingredients!"
"I lost..." Urouge admitted frankly, his body gradually slumping down. "It seems my training is still far from sufficient."
"So you admit it, huh..." Shuma reached out and picked up the broken boomerang that had fallen to the ground, put it back in his pocket, turned and left. "Suddenly I don't want to beat you up anymore. Goodbye."
There was no contempt or ridicule for the loser, nor any adoration or cheers for the winner. The arena was different now, unlike the Urouge remembered. He didn't know why the once bustling arena had suddenly become so desolate and quiet. But it was precisely this quietness that gave him a strange sense of peace and freedom. His half-open eyes gazed at Shuma's rather average height, and a subtle ripple stirred within him. "He's clearly won, yet he doesn't act like a victor. This must be a free-spirited, unconventional man... Hmm... His body is starting to lean back. Is there some special meaning to this? Is he trying to tell me something? Leaning back... is it to help me find the balance between strength and skill, to perfect and transcend myself...?"
Snap...
Shuma fell backward onto the platform, snoring bubbles coming out of his nose and loud snoring sounds coming out of his mouth.
Urouge's heart shattered instantly. "She was just asleep!!"
While Buggy was chasing Bag on his Flying Dragon Chicken, the situation in the main hall of Garlam's main chamber became even more dangerous than before.
Mohji staggered backward after being struck in the chest by a blue laser. The ability of the Store-Store Fruit, which allows him to store a portion of the energy, reduced the actual damage he suffered. However, the intensity and destructive power of the laser's burst far exceeded that of swords and blades. Even if he forcibly absorbed the laser energy, the overflowing energy still severely injured him.
Even among the Supernovas who gathered on Sabaody Archipelago in the original story, Drake and Urouge were instantly killed by a laser from the human weapon PX. The fact that Mohji was still able to stand up at that time is already quite remarkable.
After launching a laser beam, Spar continued his relentless attack on Mohji. Just when Mohji was in danger, Lilina, who was in the corner, managed to pull him back with her silk thread, narrowly avoiding Spar's iron fist.
"Its weapons are just too powerful..." Lilina stood helplessly five meters away from Mohji's side. "Also, you should be the one who doesn't die. If you die, Buggy will blame me, and I'll be all alone and kicked off the ship. Please, have mercy and die on the ship, okay?"
"Damn it, they actually repeated what Master Mohji said verbatim..." Mohji muttered, enduring the pain in his chest. "Looks like I have no choice but to use that move..."
"Is it that move?"
"Right!"
"You stay behind, I'll run first!"
Mohji couldn't help but shout, "I didn't run away! And why am I the one covering their retreat!"
He winced in pain, then explained earnestly, "This is a move I just came up with recently. Maybe this move... can defeat this tin monster. It's been operating continuously since then, and its energy reserves must be almost depleted. Once it takes this hit, it's finished!!"
"Then it's up to you, good luck!!" Lilina quickly moved far away, cheering them on. At the same time, Nilek, who had half his head peeking out from the entrance of the Central Laboratory, echoed Lilina's voice, shouting encouragement.
Mohji: "Don't just cheer me on, you plush toy, give me some help too!"
"Hehe, hehe~~" Nilek gave a polite but slightly awkward laugh, and subtly closed the laboratory door behind him, making a crisp "snap" sound.
Bang!
With a whooshing sound, Spar's iron fist gave the group no chance to chat and slammed into Mohji, who rolled on the ground in a sorry state, causing the fist to hit the wall.
Mohji was unable to make any large movements at this moment. If he were to tear open the wound in his chest, the intense pain would cause him to faint. Meanwhile, Spar relentlessly continued to chase after Mohji's rolling body on the ground, bombarding him with his fists like a pile driver.
Mohji didn't dare to get up with a somersault, and rolled all the way, with Spar chasing after him, giving him no chance.
"This can't go on..."
With a flick of her finger, Lilina sent out a slingshot of silk threads that wrapped around Spar's arm. But what followed was a contest of strength, and Spar clearly overpowered Lilina, pulling the threads off her arm and causing her to stumble and nearly fall.
Just then, something unexpected happened. Two holes suddenly appeared in the white ceiling, and two mechanical arms extended downwards. Just as Lilina managed to free herself, they sandwiched Spar like the filling of a hamburger.
However, Spar struggled fiercely, causing the robotic arm to vibrate and shake incessantly, as if it might break free at any moment.
"Eat Grandpa Mohji's ultimate move, you damn machine!!"
Mohji, who had gotten up in a disheveled state, seized the only opportunity created by the others and stretched out both hands, pressing them onto Spar's head without reservation.
Beep... beep...
Nothing seemed to have happened, but the vibrations in the robotic arm stopped, and the blue light in Spar's eyes gradually dimmed, eventually turning a deathly gray.
It's... it's a success!
Mohji breathed a long sigh of relief, then collapsed weakly to the ground. " Captain Buggy was right, the development of Devil Fruit... has limitless possibilities!"
"How is it?" Nilek opened the door a crack again, poked his dog head out, checked on Spar's condition, and then cautiously stepped out. "He was defeated by my mechanical arm, wasn't he? Even though it's only a half-finished product, this thing is still quite useful!"
"A doll..." Mohji didn't argue, but glanced at Nilek listlessly. "Hurry up... go find if there's a switch on it... otherwise, I think it'll come back to life again!"