One Piece: The Magician

"That firework looks a bit familiar..."

Sanji glanced at the fireworks blooming in the distant sky with his peripheral vision, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

However, at the moment when the curly-browed cook was distracted, the cockscomb-headed agent who had been fighting with him for a long time attacked again. He opened his beak and fired several "exploding eggs" at Sanji again.

boom! ! !

The fire and air waves generated by the explosion once again engulfed a certain curly eyebrow. After a moment, Sanji emerged from the smoke in a very embarrassed manner. Although he was dirty, he was not seriously injured. Kesha looked at it. Big frown.

"You bastard, can't you be killed by an explosion?"

The egg-laying rooster couldn't help but ask. It seemed that he had never heard of the legendary "law of smoke without harm"...

"Humph, you're just trying to hurt me with just some ingredients? Stop joking."

Sanji raised his arm and sniffed his suit gently. The strong smell of rotten eggs made his face darken.

(If I go back like this, Nami-san and Robin-chan will definitely dislike me, right?!)

As an excellent chef with a slight mysophobia, Sanji still attaches great importance to his personal hygiene. Apart from him, the only man in the Straw Hats who can insist on taking a bath once a day is another Sherlock with a slight mysophobia.

"Damn it! I must kill you stupid chicken!"

He stared fiercely at the rooster man in front of him, rushed forward again, exerted force on his waist, and kicked him hard!

-brisket!

-Paper painting!

Kesha didn't want to quarrel with the opponent anymore. He flapped his wings and nimbly dodged the brutal kick. Then his sharp bird claws slashed down like a razor and collided hard with the sole of Sanji's shoe.

clang--

The two collided, making a clanging sound like metal hitting each other. I don't know what brand the curly eyebrow cook's leather shoes were. The quality was really shameful.

-Leg meat!

Sanji made a sweeping sweep, hitting the enemy's knee, and while he was off balance, countless leg shadows rained down on Kesha.

-Iron block·Steel feather!

Kesha crossed his wings on his chest, firmly resisting Sanji's fast attack.

(Damn it! This guy’s wings are too hard!)

Sanji cursed in his mind, and then saw Kesha open his beak and shoot out another "exploding egg". At such a close distance, the curly-browed chef could not avoid it!

boom! ! ! !

The fire was radiating and smoke was billowing. When the smoke dissipated, Sanji collapsed to the ground helplessly, while Kesha, in the form of an orc, stood beside him with a mocking look on his face.

"Hmph, it sounds strange. Don't you know how to fight with your hands? Or are your hands disabled?"

As he spoke, a chicken claw-like foot stepped hard on the former's right arm.

"Hiss—" Sanji took a breath of cold air as if in pain, and warned seriously:

"Hey, be careful, you bastard, you can kill a chef under your feet."

"Oh? Are you still a chef?" The rooster man raised his eyebrows. Thinking of the various chicken dishes this guy had promised to make before, he stepped harder and harder.

"That's right, a top-notch chef!"

Sanji's body, which was originally lying on the ground, suddenly rose up and raised his leg to hit Kesha's leg joint hard. The latter subconsciously loosened the restraints on the blond chef after feeling the pain.

"No matter what the ingredients are, I will cook them properly, including your stupid chicken that's a little old!"

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p;-Neck meat shoot!

A flash of light flashed in Sanji's right eye, he jumped up high, and kicked Kesha's chicken neck hard with his left foot. Even with the support of the iron block, this powerful and heavy blow Still kicked him and staggered him.

"Sure enough, the meat quality of the neck is much worse than that of the wings. No wonder you have been using your wings to resist my attacks before."

As he said this, Sanji flew up again and hit Kesha's cockscomb hard.

-First meat shoot!

"You, you bastard..."

Kesha was a little confused after receiving heavy blows one after another. Just as he was about to launch a counterattack, Sanji's figure had already come around behind him and kicked him on the shoulder.

-Shoulder shoot!

The iron block in the Sixth Form can indeed give people unparalleled defense power, but it is a pity that this CP agent repairman does not seem to be home.

And in battle, such a not-so-obvious flaw is enough to determine the outcome of a battle.

-Brisket shoot!

- Belly shoot!

-Thigh meat shoot!

After a series of violent kicks, Kesha was kicked high into the air. At the same time, the curly eyebrow cook's body jumped high and concentrated all his strength on his right leg.

"Next, let me give you a taste of the exquisite taste woven by this supreme skill!"

Staring at the "food" under his body that had been kicked to the point of shock, Sanji took a deep breath and kicked out his right foot like a shooting star!

-Chicken shoot-big platter!

Bang! ! ! !

There was a low muffled sound in mid-air, mixed with the sound of broken bones, and a wave of air spread from the area where Sanji hit, and then a poor Kesha agent was shot to the ground like a cannonball, bombarding A big pothole appeared.

Sanji landed next to the pothole. Shi Shiran dusted off his suit, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a long drag.

"Tsk, it seems my heat is still a bit off."

Looking at the deepest part of the pit, where the cockscomb-headed agent had returned to his human form after completely losing consciousness, Sanji took a puff of smoke and frowned slightly.

This battle was extremely difficult for Sanji. Although he was the final winner, a certain curly eyebrow was not very excited in his heart. If Kesha was not resistant to beatings except for his wings, then this battle would have been It’s hard to say who will win or lose.

"If the enemy I encounter next time is that hard all over..."

Sanji murmured to himself, looking down at his feet. The black leather shoes had been wiped to a shiny shine. Although there was a lot of dust on them, it still could not hide the fact that their owner took good care of them.

"It seems that I still need a more lethal move, otherwise I may have to let that green algae head laugh next time."

After regaining his composure, Sanji raised his head and looked in the direction where the fireworks had previously risen.

He vaguely remembered that the appearance of the firework after it bloomed was very similar to the one used by a certain proboscis at the banquet.

(What's going on? What is Usopp doing? Isn't he afraid of attracting pirates and marines? Or is he not the one who set off the fireworks?)

After thinking silently in his mind for a while, Sanji became increasingly uneasy.

"Damn it, something must have happened to them!"

Thinking of this nymphomaniac cook, he no longer hesitated, threw the cigarette he had just taken a few puffs on the ground, stamped it out, and then rushed along the river in the direction of the previous fireworks.

"Nami-san, I'm here to save you!"