Instant kill

Dressrosa, inside the royal palace.

"Young Master, the Jujutsu Pirates have arrived in Dressrosa. Although things haven't gone according to plan, their captain, Satoru Gojo, has indeed gone to the Corrida Colosseum to compete for the Flame-Flame Fruit."

Pica reported to Doflamingo.

"Keep watching them. Report to me immediately if anything changes."

Seated on the throne in Dressrosa's palace, Doflamingo listened to his subordinate's report.

"Yes, Young Master!"

"Young Master, are we really going to make a move against the Jujutsu Pirates?"

Diamante asked.

"Why not? Or are you scared?"

"No, I'm just worried that we'll suffer heavy losses if we fight the Jujutsu Pirates. After all, they've driven off an Admiral."

"Who said we were going to fight the Jujutsu Pirates?"

"What do you mean, Young Master?"

"The Marines are the ones who want me to deal with the Jujutsu Pirates."

Trebol said, "With the title of Shichibukai comes the obligation to follow their orders. There's no helping it."

Diamante said, "They can't beat them themselves, so they want us to deal with them?"

Doflamingo said, "This time, the Marines only want me to hold the Jujutsu Pirates here. They'll send their own people to wipe them out."

"The Marines asked us to hold the Jujutsu Pirates here, not to fight them. All we need to do is keep them in Dressrosa."

Understanding dawned on Diamante. "So that's why you used a fake Flame-Flame Fruit as bait to get them to compete in the Corrida Colosseum, Young Master?"

Trebol said, "That way, we can fulfill the Marines' orders and retain our Shichibukai title without fighting the Jujutsu Pirates. Brilliant, Young Master!"

"Hehehehehe! Once the Marines arrive, we'll sit back and watch the tigers fight! Hehehehehe!"

The Corrida Colosseum.

After several battles, it was finally Satoru Gojo's turn.

Satoru Gojo joined the other contestants in this round at the entrance.

None of the contestants at the entrance would concede superiority to anyone else, and they all swept aggressively appraising gazes over their opponents.

They were deciding whom to choose as their opponents.

In the end, many of them focused their attention on Satoru Gojo.

It seemed they wanted to eliminate Satoru Gojo first, then settle things among themselves.

Satoru Gojo understood what those looking at him were planning, but against absolute strength, no scheme would work.

Satoru Gojo turned his head indifferently, ignoring their stares.

Finally, the traces of the previous battle had been cleared away, and Satoru Gojo entered the arena with the other contestants in his round.

As the announcer gave the signal to begin, the atmosphere in the arena instantly grew tense.

But unlike the previous rounds, the contestants did not immediately start fighting. Instead, they surrounded Satoru Gojo.

Satoru Gojo grinned. "Huh? All of you against just me? Isn't that a little unfair?"

"Don't blame us for fighting dirty. You're just too strong."

"Just how strong is someone who defeated a Marine Admiral?"

"I'm really curious!"

Satoru Gojo said, "I don't think you'll want to know the answer to that!"

"Why does hearing you say that make us want to know even more?"

"Kill him!"

The moment those words fell, one contestant raised his sword and lunged at Satoru Gojo with a vicious thrust.

Watching the man charge, Satoru Gojo extended his right index finger. Without dodging or retreating, he pressed it straight toward the sword's tip.

Seeing that Satoru Gojo was not dodging but trying to block his sword with a finger, the man could almost see Gojo's finger being sliced off and his body pierced through.

Hah, so this is all someone who defeated a Marine Admiral amounts to!

Bang!

Yet the bloody scene he had imagined did not occur.

His sword collided with Satoru Gojo's fingertip, and he felt as though he had struck some kind of barrier.

"What? Why can't I pierce through?"

"There's a price to pay for challenging me!"

Satoru Gojo instantly activated his Cursed Energy. A powerful force traveled through the sword, shattering it into several pieces and sending the man flying backward like a cannonball.

Boom!

His entire body was embedded in the arena wall, his fate unknown.

Anyone who entered the arena had to be prepared to die. Since he had attacked Satoru Gojo, Gojo naturally would not hold back.

The others, who had been about to attack Satoru Gojo, were frightened by the sight and stopped for a moment.

"Are you going to be my opponents next?"

Satoru Gojo gave them a terrifying smile.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Seeing Satoru Gojo's spectacular fight, the spectators burst into cheers.

The contestants in the arena, however, felt fear.

"A m-mon-monster!"

Some began backing away in fear.

"How can you back down after stepping into the arena?"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whether they were cheering spectators or contestants in the arena, all they saw were dark blurs flashing before their eyes.

The next moment, everyone in the arena was sent flying in every direction. Whether they stood over ten meters tall or wore finely crafted armor, they were all defeated almost simultaneously.

At that moment, the spectators and the contestants in the waiting area were all left slack-jawed.

Even Doflamingo and the others, who were monitoring the arena through a Visual Den Den Mushi, wore grave expressions.

In an instant, everyone else in the arena had fallen.

Only one person remained standing, still in his original spot, as though he had never moved. He was White-haired Satoru Gojo.

Could he have been the one who sent everyone flying?

Even those who had witnessed it could not believe the sight before them.

Watching the fight, Rebecca also looked astonished. She covered her mouth with one hand, nearly crying out in surprise.

He really is strong.

Even though she had read about Satoru Gojo's various exploits in the newspapers, she had still been unable to imagine his strength. Now, however, she had witnessed it for herself.

With the battle over, Satoru Gojo ignored everyone's shock and left the arena.

When he returned to the waiting area, everyone there looked at him with even more awe and wariness.

After all, he had sent all his opponents flying almost simultaneously, and they did not think they could have beaten those opponents easily themselves. White-haired Satoru Gojo truly lived up to his reputation!

Back in the waiting area, Satoru Gojo came face-to-face with Rebecca as she approached.

Satoru Gojo gave Rebecca a slight smile and said:

"Oh! Rebecca, I won!"

"It looks like you really are amazing. Maybe you really can do it!"

Satoru Gojo leaned close to Rebecca's ear and whispered softly:

"I'll do what I promised you. Don't worry!"

His handsome face was just inches away, and his softly spoken words seemed to leave her no room for doubt.

At that moment, Rebecca almost forgot that he was a pirate and believed that he could overthrow Doflamingo and become a good king.

Dressrosa, inside the palace.

Pica said, "White-haired Satoru Gojo really is terrifying! Thank goodness we didn't clash with him directly!"

Trebol said, "What was that just now? Was it a Devil Fruit power?"

Doflamingo said, "Hehehehehe! White-haired Satoru Gojo certainly lives up to his reputation. No wonder even the Marines are wary of him!"