Bocar Street, South District of Alabasta.
"Bang, bang, bang!" A loud explosion echoed!
Sanji and Mr. 2 simultaneously kicked each other in the face, crashing into nearby houses, sending bricks scattering with the smoke.
"Damn it, you bastard!" Sanji knelt on one knee, supporting himself with one hand on the ground, panting uncontrollably.
"What kind of leg technique is this... It's actually on par with my Okama Kenpo!" Mr. 2 struggled to stand up.
"Move out of my way!"
"Didn't I tell you? If you want to pass, you have to defeat me first." Sanji stood with one hand in his pocket, looking directly at Mr. 2.
"Then taste my Okama Kenpo!" Mr. 2 threw a fierce punch. Sanji dodged to the side, but at that moment, Mr. 2's fists twisted like snakes, striking at Sanji like a torrential storm!
"Okama Kenpo - Sad Swan Dance!"
'If this continues, it will never end... I need to finish him with one kick.' Sanji's expression hardened.
"Neck Meat!" he kicked out!
Then, Sanji began to list his attacks like a menu!
"Shoulder Meat!"
"Back Meat!"
"Saddle Meat!"
"Breast Meat!"
The two fought back and forth, evenly matched!
Suddenly, a powerful aura condensed in Sanji's leg. He was preparing his ultimate move. "Mutton Shot!"
Mr. 2 also brought out his signature skill. "Swan Arabesque!"
The two powerful forces collided, cracking the street's surface and sending fragments of stone flying!
Finally, after a brief stalemate, both were sent flying backward simultaneously, crashing into opposite sides of the street.
"Bang!" The sound of crumbling walls echoed at the same time.
Both felt incredible disbelief!
"I actually used... Mutton Shot... on this Okama bastard!"
"I actually used... Swan Arabesque... on that idiotic chef! What a joke!"
"Enough! From now on, I'm getting serious!" Mr. 2 said with an angry face.
"Bring it on..."
"You... haven't seen my Imitation Ability, have you?" Mr. 2 said with a confident expression.
"My strongest ability is my memory. If I use it... I can create all sorts of 'Composite Faces.' Then I'll make you laugh so hard you can't stand straight, and you'll be full of openings!"
Mr. 2 began to use his ability. "First, the world's weirdest 'Head,' the world's weirdest 'Eyes,' the world's weirdest 'Nose.' The world's weirdest monster 'Mouth.' Unveiling today, the 'Imitation Imitation Composite Face'!" Then Mr. 2 grew Usopp's nose!
"90% of that is your own face." Sanji deadpanned, then kicked out. "I don't have time to play with you, you bastard!"
"Are you really that cold and heartless?"
"I don't have time to watch your juggling act."
"Juggling? No, it's not!" Mr. 2 said with an angry face. "I once met an opponent who refused to attack me because of 'friendship'!" As he finished speaking, Mr. 2 touched his face and instantly transformed into Usopp!
Then he started dancing in front of Sanji, "Hit me, hit me!"
A dark line appeared on Sanji's forehead. Then he raised his foot and, without any hesitation, kicked Mr. 2's face more than a dozen times!
"What's wrong? This is your friend's face! What do you take your friend for?" Mr. 2 looked utterly resigned!
"No matter whose face you turn into, you are still you. You fool, I won't be deceived by your illusions." Sanji said with a righteous expression. "The most important thing for a person is their 'heart.'"
"A person's heart? Then how about this? He must be special to you, right?" As he finished speaking, Mr. 2 instantly transformed into Nami!
At this moment, Sanji had a lovesick expression. Mr. 2 wiped his face, and Sanji became calm. He wiped it again, and Sanji instantly turned lovesick again!
"Idiot!" Mr. 2, with Nami's face, spoke disdainfully!
...Meanwhile, Vivi had already arrived at the palace!
"Are you truly Princess Vivi? If you do that..." Chaka looked incredibly disbelieving!
"It's Princess Vivi!"
"It's true, the princess is back!"
"But why would the princess do such a thing?"
The soldiers whispered among themselves, their faces full of doubt!
"So what if I do? Will this country end? It won't, will it? This is no longer the Alabasta it once was." Vivi's voice suddenly grew louder. "Alabasta is now full of people killing each other! But this country cannot exist without them. So I must stop this war, even if only for a few seconds. As long as I can attract everyone's attention for a few seconds, the rest is up to me." Vivi's tone was filled with resolve. "Blow up this palace!"
"Blow up the palace!?"
"What are you saying, Princess?"
"This is a palace with 4,000 years of history."
The soldiers expressed their confusion!
"Please abandon this foolish idea, Princess Vivi," Chaka said.
"Lord Chaka, please don't make a wrong judgment! The King is not here right now; he will surely forgive your impulsiveness!" Vivi said angrily.
At this moment, Chaka's heart skipped a beat, and the King's teachings echoed in his mind: "Listen, the most important thing for a country is its 'people.'" Chaka fell silent. He stood motionless for a long time, then knelt before Vivi.
"I will obey your command!"
...Alabasta North District, Media Council Hall.
A green-haired man with three swords at his waist was running through the streets.
"Where did that bastard run off to? Didn't I tell her to hide? That idiotic woman is useless except for getting in the way." Zoro complained directly.
"No! I've had enough! Where is that idiotic swordsman?!" Nami ran, shouting frantically.
Behind her were two tall figures: Mr. 1 and Ms. Doublefinger!
"One of the 'Rules of Assassination': Kill the weak first!"
"Let me show you what a professional assassin is."
The two rushed forward, while Nami was leaning against a pillar, panting.
Mr. 1 transformed his hands into blades and slashed towards Nami, his figure rapidly approaching. "The cat-and-mouse game... ends... here!" But then, with a "Clang!" Mr. 1's hand-blades were blocked by three swords, preventing him from advancing an inch!
"Zoro?" Nami seemed a little excited and quickly ran into the distance. She knew she wasn't suited to participate in a fight of this level.
Just then, the pillar was neatly cut, and the smooth cut astounded Zoro!
"The stone pillar split vertically!" Nami exclaimed.
"Split? ...No. That was clearly the sound of a great sword cutting something. It must have been cut by that hand, right?" Zoro suddenly realized. "Is your body unusual?"
"That's right, I ate the 'Dice-Dice Fruit' and am a 'Full-Body Blade Man,'" Mr. 1 said expressionlessly. "You are the swordsman who cut down a hundred people at Whiskey Peak, aren't you! And a few years ago in the East Blue, you refused to join Baroque Works and even killed Mr. 7, the Pirate Hunter... that was you too, wasn't it!"
"Ha, how nostalgic. Who told you not to agree to my conditions? That's what I told the negotiator back then. Let me be the boss, and I'll join." Zoro said with a helpless expression. "He not only refused but also attacked me, so I took care of him."
"Do you want to recruit me too? Unfortunately, I'm not interested in your idiotic boss!" Zoro said with a regretful expression.
Just then, Mr. 1 rushed over, and the sound of clashing swords rang out.
"Such immense strength!" Zoro's expression was grim. He slashed Mr. 1 several more times, sending sparks flying, but it had no effect on Mr. 1.
"A body of steel?" Zoro's will was firm. "If I cut you, I will be able to cut steel and become a great swordsman!"
"Go!" Zoro wanted to tell Nami, but he instinctively turned his head and saw no trace of her. Ms. Doublefinger was also gone!
"It seems I need to deal with you quickly!" Zoro tied his green bandana around his forehead, assumed his Three Sword Style stance, and said with a resolute expression.
Alabasta's northern battlefield was on the verge of erupting.