One Piece: Get Stronger by Watching Battles

Zhou Ze had to admire the acting skills of the big shots; his two failed performances had offended a large number of pirates.

Grandpa Huang's few kicks, delivered with ease and a few harsh words, were impeccable.

A large "I'm impressed!" slowly appeared on Zhou Ze's forehead.

The dark clouds drew closer, but the wind stopped!

Chapter 115 The Situation Is Out of Control! An Unexpected Visitor Arrives! (Seeking Silver Tickets, I Can't Hold On Anymore!)

As expected, with Kizaru endlessly building up his power, he finally got the surprise he wanted.

"Sea Knight" Jinbe and the human king Ivankov climbed the encirclement wall.

Ivankov used his "Hormone" fruit power to enlarge his head to the size of a small mountain, allowing the two of them to cross the encirclement wall.

Seeing this unusual behavior, Kizaru naturally withdrew his finger.

The two sides immediately engaged in a chaotic battle, with Akainu fighting against Whitebeard, and the vice admirals also clashing with Whitebeard's captains.

Amid the chaos, "Phoenix" Marco circled around from the side, took a few steps forward, his arms transformed into blue flames, and with a wave of his arms, he soared into the air.

It transformed into its complete form in mid-air, becoming a phoenix with a blue flame body and a golden flame tail, and rushed straight towards the execution platform.

[Transformation - Phoenix Form Successfully Learned]

Zhou Ze noticed that Zhan Guo had raised his arm and was hesitating whether to make a move before Zhan Guo could and stage a scene.

Garp, standing beside him, leaped up, raised his right hand, and swung his iron fist, smashing Marco down with a "boom," creating a five-meter-wide crater in the square.

The power of a single punch is truly astounding!

Awesome!

These two words were all that remained in Zhou Ze's mind.

After landing, Garp went straight to Akainu's seat below the execution platform and sat down.

"If you want to pass through here, kill me first!"

Garp's angry shout, however, caused Zhou Ze a deep sorrow. It meant that Garp would never waver again, and would never allow him to rescue Ace.

At the same time, as if in response to Zhou Ze's change in mindset, the clouds in the sky lowered, and the sea breeze that had stopped started blowing again, and even became stronger.

This bleak and desolate scene perfectly reflected Zhou Ze's indignant mood.

Zhou Ze was completely unaware that the current weather conditions were vastly different from the clear blue skies described in the original novel.

Footsteps echoed down the stairs behind the execution platform, and new execution soldiers came up.

Zhou Ze knew that Mr. 3, the key figure, had appeared. It was this great man who used his Candle-Candle Fruit ability to conjure up the key to unlock Ace's handcuffs.

Feeling the gaze on his back, Zhou Ze was a little confused. You're disguised as an executioner, why aren't you hiding properly? Why are you staring at me like that?

He turned his head in confusion, only to see Mr. 3 looking down timidly, not daring to look at him at all.

Zhou Ze paused, thinking, "What the hell? Did my perception fail me?"

However, the moment Zhou Ze turned his head, his expression froze.

Holy crap, why does that executioner on the other side of Mr. 3 look so familiar?

Zhou Ze turned his head halfway back, then turned it back again, and glanced at the soldier, who was also looking at him.

When the executioner saw Zhou Ze's surprised look, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he gave Zhou Ze a smile.

Zhou Ze was so horrified he almost lost his mind. He braced himself on the execution platform, staggered slightly, but quickly scrambled to his feet and blurted out two words.

"Hold the grass!"

Zhou Ze spoke those two words in his native language, which others might not understand, but the shock and confusion in his tone were perfectly conveyed to everyone on the battlefield.

Sengoku noticed Zhou Ze's loss of composure, his face darkened, and he immediately roared in anger.

"Zhou Ze, what are you saying? Why are you so flustered?"

Sengoku and Zhou Ze, one was a naval admiral, and the other was a powerful figure who could rival Whitebeard in terms of Haki and tear the sky apart.

The two men's overreaction terrified Mr. 3, who immediately assumed he had been exposed.

He screamed "Wow!" and threw down the execution knife in his hand. He then lay face down on the ground, and a piece of white wax tortoise shell covered his entire body.

Transforming into a "wax turtle," Mr. 3, protecting himself, hides in his shell, trembling with fear!

The unusual event on the execution platform drew the attention of everyone on the battlefield. They temporarily stopped fighting and looked towards the execution platform.

Although Sengoku was also surprised by Mr. 3's appearance here, he didn't take him seriously. Instead, he was quite dissatisfied with Zhou Ze's rash reaction.

Just as he was about to reprimand Zhou Ze, he noticed that Zhou Ze's surprise was not at Mr. 3, but at the execution soldier who came up with Mr. 3.

Zhan Guo stared intently for a moment, his pupils contracted sharply, his cheeks twitched involuntarily several times, and he exclaimed in a trembling voice, "It's you?"

The fact that Zhou Ze, the top naval expert known as "Ink Dragon," looked like he had seen a ghost has already puzzled everyone.

It's even more incomprehensible that Marshal Sengoku would behave this way.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were drawn to the executioner.

Mr.3 then realized that everyone's attention seemed to be elsewhere, so he secretly lifted the tortoise shell a crack and began to observe it discreetly.

The executioner, facing everyone's gaze, showed no sign of panic, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor.

He then reached out and pulled off his executioner's uniform, revealing a dark green overcoat underneath.

His long black hair danced in the wind, his face was resolute, and his eyes shone with a thoughtful and wise light. There was a red square tattoo on the left half of his face.

"Why are you here?" Sengoku roared, both shocked and furious.

"Monkey D. Dragon!"

The entire room fell silent; it was unclear how long the silence lasted.

"Eh...!"

A deafening chorus of exclamations erupted. Both the navy and the pirates were so terrified they nearly jumped up, their weapons almost slipping from their hands.

"The world's most dangerous criminal..."

"The World Government's number one enemy..."

"A notorious revolutionary..."

"Monkey D. Dragon!"

Zhou Ze exclaimed "Holy crap!" and froze on the spot.

What the hell is going on?

I thought the situation had stabilized, so how did it suddenly collapse?

How did this revolutionary army leader end up here?

History has changed?!

Zhou Ze was dumbfounded. This joke had gone way too far!

"Hey, it's been a long time, Marshal Sengoku!" Dragon grinned, revealing a slight smile.

A sudden gust of wind arose, and torrential rain poured down, instantly clearing the grim atmosphere of the battlefield.

On the square, even Ivankov, the "King of Human Medicine," looked astonished.

He thought Luffy's appearance was a signal that the time to escape had come, but he never expected that Dragon himself would appear in Marineford.

Ivankov turned to look at Luffy, who was slumped on the ground, only to see Luffy also trying his best to tilt his head back, equally surprised.

"dad?"

Below the execution platform, Garp, sitting in Akainu's place, gaped with his mouth agape, letting the rain pour into it, unable to hide his astonishment.

Monkey D. Dragon casually greeted Sengoku before turning to Zhou Ze, scrutinizing him from head to toe, and then slowly said:

"I'm so glad to finally meet you, Zhou Ze!"

Chapter 116 An Invitation from the Dragon! (Seeking Silver Tickets)

Zhou Ze was already dumbfounded, and hearing Long say that made him even more confused.

Zhou Ze twitched his jaw twice before stammering, "What do you mean by that?"

Seeing Zhou Ze looking somewhat bewildered, Long paused, lowered his eyes in thought for a moment, and then a look of understanding appeared on his face. He waved his hand casually and said:

"I just heard that a genius with extraordinary talent has emerged in the navy, and I was curious, so I came to see him."

Then, his tone became much more confident and serious, "Mr. Zhou Ze, are you willing to join the revolutionary army?"

"Eh...!"

As soon as Long finished speaking, the marines and pirates in the square exclaimed in unison once again.

Zhou Ze was dumbfounded. Was this some kind of poaching? In Marineford, in front of so many high-ranking naval officers?

Now, the pressure is on Zhou Tubie, and everyone's attention is focused on him again.

Zhou Ze glanced down at the crowd in the square, then at Sengoku across from him with a dark expression, before finally fixing his expectant gaze on Garp.

Hey old man Garp, can you control your son? He's gotten so out of control that he's come here poaching people!

Garp, who had been given a mouthful of rainwater, finally came to his senses. He spat out the water twice, jumped onto the execution platform, and stood next to Zhou Ze.

As soon as Garp appeared, the dragon's aura instantly plummeted, and the wind and rain weakened considerably.

Zhou Ze felt slightly relieved. Little brat, if I can't deal with you, there's still your father. The slipper mark on his face is still there. Now you know how much it hurts, right?

"Hey, Zhou Ze, I'd like to know your answer too!" Garp cracked his neck, rubbing his right wrist, which was clenched into a fist, with his left hand.

Zhou Ze stumbled, looking at Garp in surprise.

Holy crap, are you trying to kill me too?

With his last lifeline gone, Zhou Ze was utterly helpless. He steadied himself, his mind racing.

This is Marineford. If I were to defect to the enemy, I would most likely be brutally wiped out on the spot by a group of naval bigwigs. No, that's too dangerous.

Even if the dragon's strength is incredibly powerful, and the two of them manage to leave Marineford unscathed, they will still be hunted down by the World Government, and a few years of living on the run will be inevitable.