CHAPTER 4

In the lobby, Holdem was losing his temper: "What are you all doing? A little girl can't even catch her!"

The subordinate below shrank his head and said, "Yes... I'm sorry, Master Holdem!"

Holdem kicked a young man away and cursed:

"Sorry isn't good enough! Hurry up and search for her. Turn the whole of Kuri upside down and find that little girl!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Holdem!"

The subordinates didn't dare to refute in the slightest, crawling out in a panic. However, before they could open the door, it opened automatically.

The subordinates were surprised: "Lord Alastor?"

It was Alastor who walked in, his face expressionless. But for some reason, the subordinates felt that Mr. Alastor, who was low-key and kind in the past, now had a terrifying aura about him. They subconsciously moved out of the way, holding their breath.

Holdem also noticed something was wrong and looked at Alastor with a frown:

"Alastor, what are you doing here? I didn't summon you!"

In the Hundred Beasts Pirates, the strong are respected, and those in the upper ranks will take whatever they want from the lower ranks. Alastor didn't respond, just walked towards Holdem step by step.

Seeing Alastor's attitude of ignoring him, Holdem immediately went into a rage and charged at him.

"Good boy, are you here for a fight?"

Boom!

The table slapped by Holdem was directly shattered, and a ferocious aura swept out, including the lion's head on Holdem's waist, which also showed its fangs.

All the subordinates in the hall were shaking with fright. Master Holdem was so angry that he must kill someone!

A young man who was familiar with Alastor before said:

"Master Alastor, hurry up and apologize to Lord Holdem, or you will be finished!"

Alastor didn't seem to hear his words, nor did he seem to see Holdem's furious expression. He said calmly:

"Holdem, I want your real position."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell silent.

Everyone wondered if they had heard it wrong. Alastor actually wanted Master Holdem's real position? This... this couldn't be real!

Holdem himself was even more astonished. Then, he got angry, even angrier than before. His pupils stared like copper bells, and his face turned red with anger.

Holdem growled, almost gritting his teeth:

"Alastor, do you know what you just said? Do you know what price you have to pay?"

Alastor's expression remained calm:

"According to the rules of the Hundred Beasts Pirates, subordinates can challenge their superiors, and if they win, they can replace them. During the challenge, life and death do not matter."

"Okay!"

Holdem laughed angrily, clenched his fist tightly, and said with a ferocious smile:

"Since you are so reckless, go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, Holdem raised his fist and punched Alastor fiercely.

"Master Holdem is going to kill someone!"

"Lord Alastor, get out of the way!"

The subordinates were so scared that their faces turned pale and they panicked. They watched helplessly as Master Holdem punched Alastor in the chest.

"It's over, Lord Alastor failed to dodge. This punch won't kill him, but he will be seriously injured!"

A smug smile appeared on Holdem's face. He used all his strength in this punch, wanting Alastor to know how powerful he was. However, in the next second, the smug smile on his face froze. The subordinates around them also showed incredible expressions.

"Holdem, is this your strength? I'm so disappointed," Alastor said, shaking his head.

He was indeed disappointed because Holdem's fist landed on him, and the sound of the system adding defense power did not activate. It meant that Alastor was not injured at all.

"You... you... how is it possible?!" Holdem seemed to have seen a ghost, finding it unbelievable. He punched with all his strength, but it didn't affect the opponent at all. How could this be possible? Holdem couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.

"It must be an illusion, it must be an illusion!" Holdem tried desperately to convince himself. He jumped back with a bang, then pulled out his sword suddenly, and shouted:

"Alastor, what you did just now doesn't count. I'm going to show my real strength next. You should die!"

"Hell Flame Sword!"

The lion's head at the waist opened its mouth and spewed out a ball of flames, which wrapped around the sword, and Holdem swung the sword at Alastor's body.

The sword wrapped in flames cut towards Alastor. In the world of Pirates, there are so many powerful people who can create flames that they can't be counted on two hands. Holdem is one of them. He ate a man-made Devil Fruit in the form of a lion. Compared to a normal Zoan-type Devil Fruit, the lion's head hangs on his waist, which looks very strange.

This is also a major disadvantage of artificial Devil Fruits. But for Kaido, who wants to build the world's strongest war army, as long as he can increase the strength of his subordinates, this shortcoming is nothing at all.

"Roar!"

The lion head on Holdem's waist roared, as if cheering for its master. The onlookers were already dumbfounded.

"This is the Hell Flame Sword, Master Holdem's strongest move!"

"No one in Bakura Town has ever been able to withstand this trick before, not even Lord Speed!"

The two real hitters in Bakura Town are Holdem and Speed. Speed is a female and not as powerful as the male Holdem, and the fruit she eats in the form of a horse is far less violent than the form of a lion.

Therefore, Bakura Town has always been dominated by Holdem, who is the local king here, and no one can resist him. This formed Holdem's arrogant character, and he became even more annoyed at Alastor's provocation.

"Go to hell!"

He exhausted all his strength. The blazing flaming sword sliced through the air and slashed at Alastor's chest.

Clang!

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing. The expected severing of Alastor did not happen. Holdem only felt that what he cut was a thick wall, and he couldn't cut through it at all. His arm was numb from the shock.

"How is this possible?" Holdem was completely dumbfounded.

If it was an accident that the fist had no effect on Alastor just now, how could this be explained now? The Hell Flame Sword was his strongest move, but it only burned the opponent's clothes to pieces.

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"I was wrong, Holdem, I didn't expect you to be so weak," Alastor sighed.

He originally wanted to replace Holdem's real position and gain some defensive power in the process, but he didn't expect to overestimate Holdem's strength. Holdem's Hell Flame Sword, his strongest move, didn't even leave a scratch on him.

Holdem's confidence shattered. He had put everything into that attack, yet it proved futile. "Impossible... this can't be happening," he muttered, his voice shaking.

Alastor decided to end this farce quickly. He lunged forward, closing the distance between them in an instant. With a swift and powerful strike Alastor landed a blow that sent Holdem crashing to the ground. The hall fell into stunned silence as everyone realized the outcome. Alastor had won.

"I'll be taking your position now, Holdem" Alastor declared, his voice calm but firm. The subordinates, still in shock, could only watch as the new reality set in. Alastor had proven his strength and now held the real position.

The opponent's full blow only caused him a slight injury.

It's really strange that Alastor thought too well. You must know that he has always been fighting against Yamato, and Yamato's strength is undoubtedly at the forefront of this world, and he is only one step away from those people at the top of the pyramid.

Holdem is more weaker than Yamato, like an ant facing an elephant.

Alastor's words made the sluggish Holdem's face turn purple, and the surrounding minions were all stunned. The scene in front of them surpassed their previous cognition.

Alastor gently pushed Holdem's sword, which had already extinguished the flame, and put his other hand on the handle of the sword at his waist.

"Holdem, if your strength is only this level, then stop here, if not I will kill you, cut off your head, and hang it on the bamboo pole outside."

Alastor was provoking Holdem on purpose. Although he could only cause slight damage to him, no matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat. He wanted to drain the last bit of value from Holdem.

Sure enough, Holdem was furious. Unprecedented anger clouded his mind, and he almost roared:

"Alastor, you bastard!"

A crazed Holdem desperately attacked again. Hell Flame Sword, Flame, Roaring Lion... No matter what kind of skills, all of them were thrown at Alastor.

The corners of Alastor's mouth curved slightly in satisfaction.

Well done, Holdem.

He stood motionless, bearing all the attacks with his body alone.

[The host receives slight damage, defense +3]

[The host receives slight damage, defense +2]

[The host receives slight damage, defense +1]

[The host is not harmed, defense +0]

-Holdem's physical strength was exhausted extremely fast, and his attacks became weaker and weaker. On the contrary, Alastor's defensive power kept getting higher and higher.

In the end, no matter how hysterical Holdem was, he could no longer cause the slightest damage to Alastor.

"It seems that the only value you have left is gone, so let's go on the road."

Alastor ended the unilateral beating, his hand resting on the handle of his sword.

The next moment, the sword was unsheathed.

Shing!

The resounding sword cry.

Draw your sword and strike!