I, Kizaru, only came to the chat group after I became invincible

Chapter 474 Perfect Fusion

"Is Mr. Sanji studying his opponent?" Robin asked.

"I guess so," Sanji nodded. "Understanding other people's techniques can also help you improve."

Just then, the host on stage picked up the microphone again.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The eating contest is about to begin! All contestants, please come to the stage and take your positions!"

"Here I am!" Luffy immediately rushed onto the stage.

"Go Luffy!" his companions shouted from below the stage.

Luffy jumped onto the stage and found his spot, number twenty-seven.

There were thirty long tables set up on the stage, with a contestant standing in front of each table. Luffy looked around and noticed that there were indeed quite a few contestants who looked very imposing.

"Iron Stomach" Harry stood not far away, his enormous body almost taking up the space of two people. He glanced at Luffy and gave him a disdainful smile.

The "legendary competitive eater" Yamamoto closed his eyes to rest, looking very calm, but his composed demeanor was not to be underestimated.

Thomas was standing to Luffy's left. When he saw Luffy, he waved to him in a friendly manner.

Luffy returned the smile.

"Dear contestants!" the host announced loudly. "Welcome to the eating contest! Now, let me explain the rules!"

All the participants listened attentively.

"The competition lasts thirty minutes! Within these thirty minutes, you must eat as much food as possible from the tables!" The host pointed to each table. "Each table has the same food—ten servings of grilled meat, ten sandwiches, ten servings of noodles, five apple pies, and five glasses of juice!"

The audience gasped in amazement.

So much food?!

Most people couldn't even finish half of it.

"This is what a competitive eating contest is like!"

"After each round, the staff will immediately replenish the same food!" the host continued. "The person who eats the most wins! But there's one important rule—absolutely no food waste! If you spit it out or spill it on the floor, you'll be immediately disqualified!"

"Do you understand?" the host asked.

"Understood!" the contestants answered in unison.

"Very good!" The host raised his hand. "Then, get ready to begin!"

With a whistle, the game began!

All the participants immediately began eating.

Luffy grabbed a piece of grilled meat and ate it in big mouthfuls. He was incredibly fast, swallowing a large piece of meat in almost every bite.

"Delicious!" he exclaimed as he ate.

Thomas next to him was not slow either; he ate his sandwich rhythmically, each bite just right.

Harry, with his "iron stomach," swept the food in front of him into his mouth like a vacuum cleaner.

Despite his advanced age, the legendary competitive eater Yamamoto is incredibly fast. His eating method is quite skillful: he first eats solid food, then uses fruit juice to help him swallow.

The audience in the audience was stunned.

"So fast!"

"The speed at which they eat is astonishing!"

"That young man in the straw hat is really impressive!"

Nami and her companions watched nervously from below the stage.

"Luffy eats so fast!" Chopper exclaimed excitedly.

“But the others aren’t slow either,” Zoro observed. “Especially that fat man and the old man, their speed is astonishing.”

"That's the skill of a professional fighter," Sanji said.

Five minutes passed.

Luffy had finished all the food from the first round. The staff immediately brought out the second round.

But he discovered that the other contestants had also finished the first round.

Harry, with his "iron stomach," was even a little faster than Luffy, already starting his second round of eating.

"So fast." Luffy glanced at Harry in surprise, then ate even more diligently.

Ten minutes passed.

At this point, some participants had begun to slow down. Their bellies were visibly swollen, and they wore expressions of pain on their faces.

"I can't eat anymore." A young man clutched his stomach and gave up the game.

“I’m too full.” Another person also left.

But Luffy maintained his steady speed. He seemed completely unaffected, continuing to eat heartily.

"That brat," Harry noticed Luffy. "He really has a big appetite."

Yamamoto opened his eyes and glanced at Luffy, a hint of admiration flashing in them.

Fifteen minutes in, the game entered halftime.

By this time, ten of the thirty contestants had dropped out. Of the remaining twenty, most were clearly struggling.

But Luffy, Harry, Yamamoto, and Thomas maintained a steady pace.

"These four are the most promising," the audience members discussed.

"Who is that young man in the straw hat? I've never seen him before."

"I don't know, but his appetite is truly astonishing."

"However, 'Iron Stomach' Harry and 'Legendary Competitor' Yamamoto are not to be underestimated."

Nami clenched her fists nervously. "Luffy, do your best!"

Twenty minutes passed.

Thomas began to slow down. His face was pale, and he was clearly nearing his limit.

"I can't do it anymore," he said in anguish, and finally gave up the game.

Now, only ten people remain on the stage. And the truly competitive ones are Luffy, Harry, and Yamamoto.

Empty plates were already piled up on the tables of these three people. The staff kept bringing in new food and taking away the empty plates.

"How much has that young man in the straw hat actually eaten?" the host asked in surprise, looking at the record. "He's already finished fifteen rounds?!"

Harry, the "Iron Stomach," finished his fifteen rounds of food and gave Luffy a smug look.

The "legendary competitive eater" Yamamoto silently ate, having already finished fourteen rounds.

Twenty-five minutes.

Harry's pace began to slow. His face was flushed, and sweat poured down his face.

"Damn it." He gritted his teeth and persevered.

Yamamoto maintained a steady pace, but his speed was noticeably slower than before.

Only Luffy seems to be handling things with ease.

"Delicious!" he exclaimed, laughing as he ate. "This roast meat is really good!"

"This kid—" Harry stared at Luffy in disbelief. "How can he still laugh?!"

Yamamoto was also surprised. Based on his many years of experience, he could tell that Luffy indeed still had energy to spare.

"This young man is no ordinary person," he murmured.

Twenty-eight minutes.

Harry finally couldn't hold on any longer. He clutched his stomach and shook his head in pain.

"No, I can't do it anymore. I give up." He gave up the game.

Now, only Luffy and Yamamoto remain on the stage.

The audience below the stage became excited.

"Only two people left!"

"It's a showdown between that newcomer and the legendary competitive eater!"

"I'm so nervous!"

Nami and her companions watched nervously.

"Only two minutes left!" Chopper shouted.

"Go Luffy!" they shouted in unison.

On stage, Luffy and Yamamoto were both eating voraciously.

Yamamoto gritted his teeth, his movements becoming mechanical. But he persisted.

Luffy, on the other hand, continued eating at his previous pace, taking large bites.

Twenty-nine minutes later, Yamamoto picked up a piece of grilled meat, but his hand was trembling so much he could barely hold it.

"Not quite." He tried to put the roast meat into his mouth.

Luffy has finished the eighteenth round and is now eating the nineteenth round.

29 minutes and 30 seconds.

Yamamoto finally finished his sixteenth round of eating. But he was completely full.

“I tried my best.” He put down his chopsticks.

Luffy continued eating.

29 minutes and 50 seconds.

Luffy finished the last apple pie of the nineteenth round.

"Phew, I'm so full." He rubbed his stomach.

"Ten seconds left!" the host shouted. "Ten, nine, eight!"

Luffy looked at the twentieth round of food that had just been delivered to the table.

"Ten seconds left. Can I eat a little more?" he muttered to himself.

"Three, two, one, time's up!"

The whistle blew, and the game was over!

Luffy immediately stopped what he was doing and raised his hands.

“I’m done eating!” he shouted.

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.

"so amazing!"

"The newcomer won!"

"Defeated the legendary competitive eater!"

The host excitedly walked up to Luffy.

"Congratulations, Monkey D. Luffy! You have won the championship of this eating contest with an astonishing record of finishing your food in nineteen rounds!"

"Yay!" Luffy jumped up happily.

Nami and her companions rushed onto the stage and surrounded Luffy.

"Luffy! You're amazing!" Chopper exclaimed excitedly.

"As expected of our captain," Zoro laughed.

"That ham is ours!" Nami exclaimed happily.

Yamamoto walked over and extended his hand to Luffy.

“Young man, you’re very talented,” he said sincerely. “I’ve participated in hundreds of competitions, and I’ve rarely encountered someone as talented as you.”

"Thank you!" Luffy shook his hand. "You're amazing too!"

"Your appetite is indeed astonishing, but more importantly, you enjoy the process of eating," Yamamoto smiled. "That's the true spirit of a competitive eater."

"Really?" Luffy thought for a moment. "I just thought it tasted good, so I kept eating it."

"Hahaha!" Yamamoto laughed heartily. "That's it! That's the most important thing!"

The host picked up the microphone again.

"Now, let's present the award to the champion!"

A staff member pushed over a large tray with a huge ham on it. The ham had a golden sheen and emitted an enticing aroma.

"This is the 'Golden Ham', a specialty of Green Harbor!" the host introduced. "Worth 100,000 Berries, aged for three years, it's a top-tier delicacy!"

Luffy's eyes lit up as he looked at the ham.

"What a huge ham!" he exclaimed, drooling.

"Luffy, you don't want to eat it right now, do you?" Nami asked worriedly.

"Of course I want to!" Luffy said matter-of-factly.

"You just ate so much!" Nami exclaimed in surprise.

“But this ham looks delicious!” Luffy said.

Everyone was speechless.

"What is this guy's stomach made of?" Usopp quipped.

“Made of rubber,” Zoro replied calmly.

"That's true."

Borsalino watched this scene from below the stage with a kind smile on his face.

“What an energetic young man,” he said slowly.

After the award ceremony, Luffy carefully hugged the giant ham, a happy smile on his face.

“It’s so heavy,” he said, but his expression was very happy.

“Of course it’s heavy, it’s a full thirty kilograms of ham,” Sanji said. “And it’s top grade, I’ll cook it properly when we get back.”

"Really?!" Luffy was even more excited.

“But we’ll have to wait until we’re on the ship to eat,” Sanji said. “We don’t have the right tools right now.”

"Okay." Luffy was a little disappointed, but he still nodded obediently.

“Next up is the cooking competition,” Nami said. “Sanji will be participating.”

"Yes!" Sanji's fighting spirit ignited. "I'm going to show off my real culinary skills!"

"Go for it, Sanji!" Robin encouraged him.

"Ah~ Robin-san~ Nami-san~" Sanji immediately turned heart-eyed. "For you guys, I'll definitely win the championship!"

The cooking competition took place on another stage. This stage was larger, more professionally set up, and equipped with complete kitchen facilities.

The competition featured fifteen chefs, all of whom were among the best chefs from Green Harbor and the surrounding area.

"The theme of the competition is 'the ocean,'" the host announced. "The chefs will have two hours to create dishes themed around the ocean! The judges will score them based on taste, appearance, and creativity!"

“Understood!” the chefs replied.

"Then, let the match begin!"

The fifteen chefs immediately sprang into action. They each headed to the ingredient area and selected the materials they needed.

Sanji carefully selected the ingredients.

“I want to make a dish that reflects the ocean,” he thought. “Then I’ll make my specialty—'Ocean Symphony'.”

He selected a variety of fresh seafood—prawns, scallops, fish, as well as some vegetables and spices.

Back at his cooking station, Sanji began to focus on preparing the ingredients.

His movements were fluid and elegant, each step perfectly executed. His knife skills were precise, his heat control flawless, and his seasoning techniques adept.

“Sanji looks very serious,” Robin observed from below the stage.

“Yeah,” Zoro nodded. “Although he’s usually a bit of a slacker, he’s actually quite reliable when he gets serious.”

“That’s right,” Nami agreed.

An hour passed.

The chefs' dishes were gradually taking shape. Some were making seafood soup, some were making grilled fish, and others were making elaborate seafood platters.

Sanji was preparing a complex dish. He meticulously arranged various seafood on a plate, served it with a special sauce, and finally added some garnishes made of carved vegetables.

"It's finished." He looked at his work with satisfaction.

At the center of the plate is a wave-like design made of seafood and vegetables, with distinct layers and harmonious colors. It is decorated with exquisite ornaments, making the whole thing look like a painting of the ocean.

"So beautiful!" Nami exclaimed.

"As expected of Sanji," Franky exclaimed.

Two hours have passed, and the match is over.

The judges began tasting each chef's creation. They carefully observed the appearance, savored the flavors, and discussed the creativity.

When the judges tasted Sanji's "Ocean Symphony," their eyes lit up.

"The flavor is rich and layered; each seafood flavor is well preserved, yet they blend together perfectly," one judge remarked.

"And the appearance is also exquisite, it really looks like the ocean," another judge exclaimed.

"The idea is also very good. Using ingredients to express the theme of the ocean is very creative." The third judge nodded.

(End of this chapter)