The food prepared by Sanji and Zeff was quickly served.
Ryuya frowned at the food.
While he'd expected Sanji and Zeff's cooking to be inferior to Stella's,
he hadn't anticipated such a significant difference.
Sighing inwardly, Ryuya thought Sanji and Zeff needed to improve their skills and culinary techniques.
Instead of eating, Ryuya went to the entrance.
Wapol was burning his internal energy, emitting heat.
His body was flushed red, resembling Luffy's future Gear Second.
However, under Ryuya's constant Conqueror's Haki, he couldn't move quickly.
As Wapol rapidly consumed energy, his body grew thinner.
Ryuya's eyes held a hint of disdain.
He felt his own mentality had shifted.
Over time, the Grand Line's law of survival of the fittest had impacted him, intensifying his pursuit of power!
He rarely showed gentleness to anyone except his allies.
Ryuya used his Bijo Bijo no Mi, creating a white, Armament Haki-coated arm.
The arm grabbed Wapol, and Ryuya walked outside.
Sanji, observing Ryuya, followed him out of Baratie.
Garp glanced at them and continued his hearty meal.
Unlike Ryuya, he wasn't picky.
Sanji secretly followed Ryuya outside Baratie.
Ryuya ignored Sanji, extending his phantom arm.
He didn't understand Ryuya's actions.
Then, the phantom arm squeezed.
Wapol's flesh splattered, staining the sea red.
The blood was quickly diluted by the seawater.
Ryuya canceled his phantom ability.
Everything seemed normal.
But this left a terrifying impression on Sanji.
He decided never to provoke Ryuya.
Just as Sanji thought it was over, a small boat approached Baratie.
The boat resembled a coffin, with two candles beside it.
A man sat inside, legs crossed, his black sword resembling a cross.
Ryuya's eyes narrowed.
It was Dracule Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman.
Ryuya watched Mihawk approach Baratie.
He said to Mihawk, "Mihawk, Shichibukai, I'm curious why you're in the East Blue."
Mihawk, standing on his coffin-like boat, replied, I heard Admiral White Dove was heading to the Four Blues. I had nothing to do, so I came to visit."
Mihawk was near Baratie, facing Ryuya.
"More than a visit, I think you want a fight?"
Ryuya smiled. Perhaps it was a characteristic of strong individuals, but their conversation felt casual. Mihawk felt the same.
"Shall we duel? I heard from Shanks that you challenged him, but it didn't happen due to circumstances."
"True, but as a Shichibukai, are you sure you want to challenge me? You don't want to lose your title of world's greatest swordsman?"
"If that happens, I'll accept it. I need an opponent!"
Invincibility is lonely! The heights are cold! This described Mihawk.
For Mihawk, constant battles with strong opponents would improve his swordsmanship. He felt his skills had plateaued. Only by fighting equals or superiors could he improve.
"What about Shanks? His swordsmanship is excellent."
Mihawk said, "Yes, but he's not at the peak. I wonder why."
Ryuya sensed something was hidden.
Ryuya glanced at Sanji.
He said to Mihawk, "This restaurant's food is unpalatable. Let's duel. We'll leave after Garp finishes."
Ryuya didn't hide his opinion of Sanji's food.
Sanji felt hurt. He wanted to speak but couldn't. This was Ryuya, the strongest admiral ever!
Then, Garp's satisfied sounds reached Sanji.
"Ryuya's kind. He knows I'm hungry. Kid, this is good!"
Garp's voice came from his seat.
He hadn't expected Admiral White Dove to be so kind!
Sanji looked at Ryuya.
He said to Garp, "Sir, Admiral White Dove is going to fight. Shouldn't you stop him?"
"No. What's more important than this food?"
Garp ate more. Sanji was deeply moved.
Then, Ryuya and Mihawk's duel began!
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