One Piece: Honey Badger Speedruns the World

The logistics warehouse of the Knights-Errant.

"Lund! Lund! Come out here! We've got work to do!"

Lili Rong, like a cheerful little sparrow, started shouting at the top of her lungs even before she entered the door.

"The new recruit, specially approved by the commander, has arrived! Quickly bring out the best uniforms!"

"Shut up, Lili Rong. Weren't you supposed to be on patrol with the regimental commander?"

Accompanied by a lazy yet deep voice, a tall figure emerged from behind a pile of weapon crates.

It was a large, robust Bengal tiger from the Fur tribe.

He was wearing the official uniform of the Knights of Fame, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his forearms covered in scars and muscles.

As a rising elite of the Knights Club in recent years, Lund exudes an aura of domineering power befitting the king of beasts.

He toyed with a dagger in his hand, glancing casually at the doorway: "A new recruit specially approved by the commander? Oh... Pedro just told me, isn't he that honey badger kid kicked out by Sicily?"

Lund chuckled softly, his tone somewhat nonchalant:

"I heard she's quite short? Only 1.6 meters tall? Those extra-small uniforms are running low on stock, probably sitting in a corner at the bottom of a drawer. If they don't have anything suitable, I'll have to take a Boy Scout's uniform..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lund's voice abruptly stopped.

Because he felt the light in front of him suddenly dim.

A wild, oppressive feeling blocked the doorway like a wall.

"Um?"

Lund looked up in confusion, nearly dropping the dagger in his hand.

Standing in front of him was clearly a black honey badger about the same height as him.

Goss was shirtless, his inverted triangle latissimus dorsi muscles and washboard abs gleaming with a cold, dark gold sheen in the sunlight.

Although he was only wearing a pair of tattered pants, the ferocity in his scarlet eyes sent chills down Lund's spine, a apex predator.

"This...this is the...the short guy they were talking about who got eliminated?"

Lund blinked, looking Goss up and down in disbelief.

"Lili Rong, are you kidding me? Your physique... is almost the same as mine!"

"Hehe, scared you, huh!"

Lili jumped onto the box next to her, her big tail wagging proudly.

"Goss just had an epiphany about the return of life!"

I ate enough meat for seventy people in the cafeteria, and I practically had a second growth spurt, haha!

Moreover, he only watched the commander's demonstration once, and he already knew how to execute the penetrating strike! He stabbed a finger that deep into Temur's body!

As she spoke, Lili Rong gestured with two fingers to indicate the name.

"Life returned? Learn the ultimate killing technique after watching once?"

The dagger that was flying in Lund's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The sharp blade grazed his fingertips, severing a few tiger hairs, but he was completely unaware.

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

He had been a member of the Knights of the Three Kingdoms for almost three years, so he naturally knew the difficulty of the Piercing Kill.

He himself practiced for half a month before he even got the hang of it, and it took him two years to master it, while this newcomer in front of him...

Lund sheathed his dagger, the disdain on his face vanishing without a trace.

He strode up to Goss, but instead of immediately taking his clothes, he extended a large, calloused hand.

"I am Lund. I have never seen a honey badger as strong as me."

Lund grinned, revealing his sharp canine teeth.

"This body is well-trained, but I wonder... is it all show and no substance?"

Goss looked at the large hand extended in front of him, grinned, and revealed sharp fangs.

"I've always wondered if tigers are really as strong as the legends say."

Goss reached out and grasped Lund's hand.

The moment their palms touched, both of them tensed their muscles simultaneously.

There are no fancy moves, just a pure contest of strength.

Lund's arm muscles bulged instantly, the thick veins writhing like earthworms, as the terrifying power of the Bengal tiger's paw was unleashed without reservation.

If it were an ordinary furry tribesman, that blow would have shattered their bones long ago.

But Goss's hand remained completely still.

Goss's eyes turned cold, and his muscle fibers, reshaped by the return of life, instantly tightened, and an equally terrifying force suddenly pushed back.

"Crunch... crunch..."

The two men's knuckles made a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

The nonchalant smile that Lund had been wearing froze for a moment.

Even her casual standing posture subtly changed, and she unconsciously gripped the ground with both feet.

The wooden planks beneath their feet groaned under the weight.

I only wanted to test the waters a little, but it felt like I had squeezed a rock.

Although the muscles in his arm bulged, no matter how much force he applied, the other person's seemingly ordinary hand remained completely still.

It was as if it were being held firmly in place by pliers; the calm and unshakeable feedback filled Lund with secret admiration.

Wow, that's some strength! Is this kid really a newbie?

The two remained locked in a stalemate for a full ten seconds, neither taking a single step back, but neither gaining the upper hand either.

"call……"

Lund suddenly released his grip, burst into laughter, and patted Goss heavily on the shoulder:

"Good lad! You're impressive! No wonder the commander has taken a liking to you."

He shook his slightly numb hands, his admiration no longer concealed: "You're the first newcomer who can go toe-to-toe with me, Lund, in terms of strength."

Goss withdrew his hand, his expression calm: "Senior Lund's strength is also astonishing."

He secretly put his hands behind his back, and a piercing tingling sensation came from his finger bones, forcing him to clench his fists to stop the trembling and relieve the pain.

"Alright, stop flattering each other."

Lund turned and rushed to the top shelf, taking down an exquisite black box.

"I was originally going to just give you any old recruit uniform, but now it seems that would be an insult to your physique. Only the best deserve muscles like that!"

Lund opened the box, inside was a set of dark green elite uniforms for the Knights of Fame, the fabric gleaming with a cold sheen, along with a jet-black leather belt and a large cape.

"This is made from a blend of materials unique to the New World. It's breathable, cut-resistant, and extremely elastic, perfect for a monster like you who would risk your life to change your body shape."

Goss took the uniform; it felt cool and smooth to the touch, definitely a good product.

Lund watched Goss getting dressed and couldn't help but sneer:

"Speaking of which, that stupid lion Sicilian always brags about how high his standards are and how much he values ​​chivalry."

"I think he's ruined his brain from practicing swordsmanship! He actually eliminated you."

Lund helped Goss fasten his cloak, took two steps back, and nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, Goss was dressed in a dark green outfit, with a black cloak that fluttered even without wind. Combined with his short silver hair and cold eyes, he looked exactly like a master.

"That's impressive."

Lund glanced at the clock on the wall and pouted with some regret.

"It's a pity I have to work a shift now, so I can't have a proper fight with you."

He leaned closer to Goss, his eyes gleaming with excitement:

"Shall we practice again after work? That wasn't enough, let's get serious."

Goss straightened his collar, savoring the comfort of his new gear.

He turned around and looked at Lund.

"No problem, Senior Lund."

"I'm available anytime."