Rocks Band: I have 48 Imperial Arms.

Locke walked to the edge of the ring.

The administrator is organizing the list.

He then waved the paper in his hand.

He shouted loudly to those around him.

"The match is about to begin!"

"Is there anyone else who wants to register?"

"Don't come looking for me again later!"

Locke walked through the crowd.

They approached the manager.

even though.

None of the names on the list were familiar to me.

but.

Locke also noticed this.

On these few sheets of paper.

Each person was divided into a camp that matched their respective identity.

There were even navy personnel and pirates among them.

There are also members of the royal family.

It seems.

Everyone wants to fight over this Devil Fruit.

To change one's own abilities.

Or it could be about changing the fate of your team.

"Add my name too!"

Manager 27.

Hearing Locke speak.

His eyes narrowed immediately.

After all, Locke was a rather thin man.

In this match, they were practically like chicks.

It can be kneaded and squeezed at will.

but.

Since someone is willing to give money.

How could we not accept it?

"Registration fee: 5,000 million Berry!"

"If you lose, you won't be able to go back the way you came."

Locke casually pulled out enough Berries.

It was thrown in front of the manager.

"Remember my name."

"I am Setikar!"

Locke knew.

In places like this.

You cannot use your real name for the time being.

otherwise.

This will inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble.

That was the original plan.

Give the Arakan royal family a surprise.

If the news leaks out so early...

That would be too boring!

But that manager.

They wouldn't care.

What exactly is Seticar's identity?

but.

He wasn't wearing the robes of justice.

Then he directly took Locke.

He was added to the ranks of pirates.

With the sound of a bell.

Many contestants have already stepped into the ring.

This competition has no rules.

There are no restrictions.

One can freely utilize one's own abilities.

As long as you can use your wrist strength, you can take down your opponent.

Then victory can be achieved.

Who can fight to the end?

Whoever wins will be the ultimate victor!

This kind of competition.

It looks like they're having a contest of arm strength.

In reality, it's a contest of individual abilities.

The power of a Devil Fruit can be used at will.

As long as the two people hold hands tightly.

Then what despicable means would be used?

It doesn't matter!

It could even cause the other party to fall into a coma or die.

Can also

In this case.

Wouldn't the game then be over?

Locke immediately saw through everything.

He leaped into the air.

They went straight to the arena.

The people who were originally below.

They were still sizing each other up.

They wanted to choose a weaker opponent.

In this case.

The higher the chances of winning, the better.

But when I saw it...

Locke's thin body.

Standing on the ring.

Countless people.

People started raising their hands.

"This little guy."

"I could crush two of them with one hand!"

"Let me do it?"

"Mad dog, why are you trying to take it from me?"