“Welcome to the finals!”
“The winner of this beast-fighting tournament will walk away with the grand prize—two hundred million Jenny!”
“Next, let us welcome our highly anticipated finalist—The Beast King, Ah Hu!”
At an underground arena in Yorknew City, an afro-haired announcer shouted with excitement.
He waved his hand toward the left tunnel as a spotlight followed his gesture.
Under the gaze of hundreds of spectators, a tiger paw the size of a millstone stepped out first, followed by its entire body.
The owner of the paw was indeed the Beast King Ah Hu, a ferocious saber-toothed tiger weighing several hundred pounds.
It was covered in mottled fur and possessed explosive muscles, and its pair of long, sharp fangs sent chills down the spines of everyone watching.
“Roar!”
The saber-toothed tiger let out a thunderous roar.
The sound made many faces turn pale, yet they remained ecstatic.
In fact, the more terrified they were, the more obsessed they became, erupting into a frenzy of cheers.
People who frequented underground arenas came for nothing less than the thrill of wildness, bloodshed, and the release of their primal instincts.
The Beast King Ah Hu had held the championship at the Yorknew underground arena for three consecutive years without a single defeat.
The crowd couldn’t wait to see the opponent brutally slaughtered by the Beast King.
“Now, let us welcome the other finalist!
The lucky dark horse of this tournament!
Little Reindeer—Chopper!”
The spotlight shifted to the right tunnel, illuminating a petite and delicate figure.
The audience looked on to see a creature about one meter tall, wearing a hat with a cross symbol.
A pair of antlers extended from the sides of its head, a cute smile hung on its face, and in its hand, it held a…
cotton candy?
“Contender Chopper is actually still eating cotton candy!
Is it not afraid at all?” the announcer shouted in surprise.
“This is truly rare; very few creatures can remain calm in front of Ah Hu!”
On one side stood the tall, bloodthirsty, and ferocious saber-toothed tiger; on the other stood the small, adorable reindeer.
Anyone could tell who would win at a single glance.
Almost no one believed Chopper could win, except for Lynn, who stood in the stands.
Lynn stood with his arms crossed, his gaze calm and indifferent.
Chopper was his card pet; he knew better than anyone how terrifying this little guy’s true strength was.
In the world of One Piece, Chopper was known as the one who “fights the most vicious battles for the lowest bounty.”
In the eyes of others, Chopper was just a lucky little reindeer whose opponents always happened to underperform, allowing it to win by “fluke.” However, this was only because Lynn wanted to make a fortune through exaggerated betting odds, so he had Chopper play the “pig to eat the tiger.” Today was the final, so there was no longer any need for concealment.
“There sure are a lot of people today,” Chopper muttered, licking its cotton candy as it trotted toward the center of the arena.
Let’s finish this quickly…
Lynn said he’d buy me limited-edition cotton candy tonight, Chopper thought, subconsciously licking its lips.
In the circular arena, the gap between the Beast King and Little Chopper was barely ten meters.
Such close proximity further emphasized the disparity in their sizes—it was like a mountain compared to a pebble.
Some spectators began to half-cover their eyes, both afraid to see the cute Chopper bitten to death and eagerly craving to witness that very act of brutality.
“Match—Start!”
“Roar!!”
As soon as the match began, the saber-toothed tiger let out a roar and charged.
It moved like a heavy truck enveloped in a thick, bloody wind, heading straight for Chopper.
Its bloodthirsty, cold beastial eyes were locked onto Chopper, its massive jaws opening wide to swallow the latter whole.
Was the battle going to end in the very first encounter?
The crowd watched breathlessly.
In the next moment, the unexpected happened.
“Don’t look down on me!”
Chopper spoke in a low voice.
Suddenly, its body transformed rapidly, growing larger and taller into a burly, muscular human form.
It swung its right arm in a wide arc—mimicking Whitebeard’s iconic posture—and slammed its fist into the saber-toothed tiger with immense force.
BANG!!
In an instant, the saber-toothed tiger was sent flying.
Its massive body crashed into the stone wall at the edge of the arena, blasting a crater into the rock and becoming embedded deep within it.
The thunderous sound echoed through the stadium.
Dead silence.
The crowd stared dumbfounded at the scene, silently processing the shock.
The Beast King Ah Hu…
was defeated?
Less than three seconds into the match, this terrifying predator had been sent flying by a reindeer countless times smaller than itself.
After a long moment, the announcer was the first to react, shouting in disbelief, “This!
The result has defied everyone’s expectations!”
“Contender Chopper can actually transform!
It knocked down the Beast King with just one punch!
Was it hiding its true strength all along?”
“The champion of this beast-fighting tournament has emerged!
It is Contender Chopper!
Let us congratulate it!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the stands erupted into thunderous cheers.
The spectators who were just cheering for the tiger moments ago had now become Chopper’s fans, screaming in celebration.
All they wanted was a brutal fight; they didn’t care who won or lost.
Of course, not everyone was happy.
Those who had confidently bet their entire fortunes on the Beast King sat paralyzed in their seats, their faces ashen.
How is this possible?
How could a little reindeer beat a saber-toothed tiger?
The odds for Chopper in the finals were as high as ten to one.
Lynn had bet seven million Jenny; in a flash, it had turned into seventy million.
He had made a fortune just from the betting pool.
Afterward, Lynn was led by the staff to the boss’s office to claim his two hundred million Jenny prize.
In the luxurious office, the boss, Kenny, sat on a sofa, flanked by ten bodyguards in matching suits.
Two open leather suitcases sat on the coffee table, filled to the brim with Jenny.
Kenny held a cigar between his fingers, slowly exhaling a cloud of smoke.
He looked at Lynn with a slight smile.
“Congratulations on becoming the champion.
It seems you have a real knack for training pets.”
“How about it?
Name a price.
I’m quite interested in this little pet of yours.”
Lynn declined calmly, “Chopper is not for sale.”
“I see.
My apologies for being blunt,” Kenny replied with a hint of regret, quickly changing the subject and pointing to the suitcases.
“The grand prize is two hundred million Jenny, and I, Kenny, pride myself on my integrity…
However, my cash flow has been a bit tight lately.
Here is one hundred million for you to take now.
Come back at this time in three days, and I will have the other hundred million ready.”
Lynn nodded slightly.
This arrangement was acceptable.
He picked up the two suitcases and turned to leave with Chopper.
As he turned, he gave Kenny a deep, lingering look.
That look made Kenny very uncomfortable, as if his inner thoughts had been laid bare.
If everything went according to plan, someone would come to “handle” Lynn and take Chopper in three days.
That person was his own boss, the true owner of the underground arena.
In reality, Kenny was just a subordinate helping to manage the place.
His boss was a powerful man with extraordinary abilities who was always searching for powerful creatures.
Still…
that look from Lynn kept him feeling uneasy.
Kenny quickly took another puff of his cigar, mocking himself for being paranoid.
He’s just an ordinary person with a strange reindeer, nothing more.
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