One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

With their victory in the first battle, the Straw Hat crew's morale soared.

Immediately afterwards, Foxy announced the event for the second round with a sinister smile – the "Groger Love Wheel" ball game.

This is a brutal game that imitates American football, with each side fielding three players (because Luffy's "ball man" Chopper is too small, he is counted as two).

The rules are simple and straightforward: score a point by kicking the opponent's designated "ball player" into the giant circular goal.

The Straw Hat crew sent out Zoro and Sanji.

"beep--!"

The match began with the referee's whistle.

However, the exciting collaboration that the audience was expecting did not materialize.

On the field, Zoro and Sanji were banging their heads together like fighting cocks.

They completely ignored the three enormous "Grogan monsters" on the other side.

"Hey, you green-haired moss head." Sanji looked disgusted. "You almost walked into the wrong goal again, didn't you? If you had kicked yourself into your own net, I would have laughed for a whole year."

"Huh? What are you saying, you perverted kappa?" Zoro's forehead veins bulged as he gripped the hilt of his sword.

"You were clearly daydreaming while staring at the cheerleaders on the other side, weren't you? You're such a lewd guy."

"Want to fight?! You bastard!"

"Come on! That suits me perfectly!"

The two instantly began to wrestle, raising clouds of dust.

The strange men opposite them—Hamburger, Porchi, and the giant Pikrus—looked at each other in bewilderment.

Then, they revealed sinister smiles.

Taking advantage of the referee's deliberate gaze being elsewhere, these strange individuals secretly pulled out metal baseball bats, bayonets, and iron knuckle dusters from their protective gear.

"Go to hell! You infighting idiots!"

"Bang! Crash!"

Before Zoro and Sanji could even determine a winner, they were both caught off guard from behind and staggered.

"Despicable! They actually used a weapon!" Chopper shouted.

But the referee ignored it: "Oh dear, I got sand in my eye, I didn't see anything."

Faced with such blatant bias and a sneak attack, Zoro and Sanji did not unite against the enemy.

Instead, they blamed each other for being a burden, and the scene became quite chaotic and embarrassing.

Sidelines.

Nami stamped her feet in frustration, cupping her hands around her mouth and yelling, "You two idiots!! Is this the time to argue?! Hurry up and cooperate!! We're going to lose!!"

"Don't worry, Nami."

Viktor sat on a wooden crate to the side, calmly watching the farce unfold.

"Those two guys... are typical stubborn mules; the more you try to persuade them, the more they insist on doing the opposite."

After saying that, Viktor slowly picked up a megaphone and turned it up to the maximum volume.

He cleared his throat, and his magnetic yet slightly mocking voice resonated throughout the room:

"Feed—!! You green algae-headed guy over there, and that lecherous cook—!!"

"Listen up, all of you!!"

The two men who were being beaten paused.

Viktor continued shouting with a smile:

"If we lose this round and I lose face... I'll have Luffy pack you both up and send you to Foxy as laborers!"

"And then..." Victor deliberately dragged out his words.

"I'll use the money I save on food to recruit a beautiful swordswoman in a bikini! And a gentle and lovely female chef to join the crew!!"

"Anyway... the air on the ship is much fresher without you two idiots!"

Nami was somewhat displeased upon hearing this.

"Oh? A beautiful swordswoman in a bikini! And a gentle and lovely female chef has boarded the ship."

"Is there something you're unhappy about with me?" she asked, her small hand reaching up to Victor's waist.

Viktor laughed and pulled her into his arms. "I told you, it was just a joke."

The effect of this statement was exceptionally outstanding.

Zoro and Sanji froze instantly, as if they had been petrified.

next second.

Both men turned around simultaneously, their eyes burning with rage, and roared in unison at Victor on the sidelines:

"You dare!!!"

"You damn first mate! You wish!!"

A tremendous sense of crisis and anger instantly aligned their thought processes.

Enraged by Viktor, and already fed up with their opponent's underhanded tactics, the two finally decided to temporarily put aside their personal grudges.

Sanji took a deep breath, straightened his tie, and his eyes sharpened: "Hey, Green Moss. Can I borrow your back for a bit?"

Zoro lowered his stance, assuming a starting position, his eyes flashing with a fierce, demonic light: "Ten seconds. In ten seconds, I'll cut you down."

"That's enough."

Before the Grogis could react, they felt a terrifying aura rushing towards them.

"Let's go!!"

Zoro roared, his leg muscles bulged, and he transformed into a stable "great swordsman launch pad".

Sanji took a running start, stepped onto Zoro's back, and used the force of Zoro's sudden upward thrust to leap high into the air, spinning in the air, his right foot igniting with angry flames.

The power of the two combined perfectly at that moment!

"Ultimate Move - Air Force - Power Shoot!!!!"

boom!!!!

Sanji's kick, accompanied by a sonic boom, landed squarely on the face of the largest monster, Hamburger.

The terrifying impact sent the massive hamburger flying like a cannonball.

"Waaaaaah!!"

Hamburger screamed as he flew through the air in a straight line, smashing through the circular gate opposite him and embedding himself in the rocks behind him.

"A...goal?!" The entire stadium fell silent.

Just then, the referee, whose biased style of refereeing was questionable, suddenly blew his whistle, intending to issue a penalty:

"Wait! That move was too dangerous! Foul! No goal..."

"Whoosh—"

Before the referee could finish speaking, an inconspicuous pebble flew through the air.

It was Viktor who flicked it with his finger while sitting on the sidelines.

"Smack."

The pebble struck the referee with perfect accuracy on the back of the head.

"Uh..." The referee rolled his eyes, didn't even utter a whistle, and immediately foamed at the mouth and collapsed unconscious.

The entire venue fell silent once again.

Viktor withdrew his finger, spread his hands innocently, and said to the stunned audience around him:

"Oh my, the referee must have fainted from excitement after seeing such a brilliant goal."

He said with a smile:

"Since the referee hasn't said anything, then... the goal stands!"