OPTT: Chapter 92/93

Chapter 92: Katakuri’s Challenge

Kizaru lounged on a sun chair, legs crossed, the sunlight glinting off his short black hair like a high-gloss filter.

His fingers moved lightning-fast across his phone screen, practically a blur.

The hero he controlled dashed through the canyon like a streak of light, narrowly dodging enemy skills at the last second, again and again.

"Oh my, missed again," Kizaru said with a smirk, watching Daji's annoyed face on the screen.

He lazily took a sip of coffee, like this was all just a casual afternoon hobby.

Suddenly—

Three burly heroes burst from the bush. Kizaru's lips curved upward. "Too slow." His hero instantly blinked to safety, countered with a devastating combo, and scored a triple kill in the blink of an eye.

Onscreen, the enemy heroes dropped like dominoes, every movement smooth and surgical.

"How scary," Kizaru winked at the livestream camera, his tone half-joking, half-teasing. "Almost got jumped."

This gameplay highlight instantly skyrocketed up the trending ranks.

#LightSpeedKizaru, Eighteen Key Combos in One Second!

Netizens erupted. The comment section was flooded with jokes and applause:

> "That hand speed must come from being single for a hundred years!"

> "Someone test his urine! That ain't human reflexes."

On the training field, Kizaru remained sprawled out on his sun lounger, calm and relaxed.

On his phone screen, likes and comments from fans surged like tidal waves. But he stayed indifferent—as expected from someone who'd seen it all.

Then—

A mysterious squad suddenly appeared, clearly built to counter Kizaru.

The moment the enemy picked Zhang Liang, and Daji, Kizaru's sunglasses slid down his nose.

He frowned slightly and sighed. "These kids these days, huh... No ethics at all~~"

Kizaru lazily leaned back on the Marineford office sofa, finger swiping across his screen.

Defeat.

That word flashed in glaring red on his screen.

His legendary 99-win streak, ended—just like that.

A flicker of disbelief passed through his eyes.

"Oh dear, oh dear." Kizaru pushed his sunglasses back up. The lenses reflected the enemy team's player info.

And then he saw it—one name that made his eye twitch:

[Three Sweet Commanders · Katakuri]

What caught his attention even more was that all five opponents had a matching team prefix: [BIGMOM Pirates]

"This is... terrifying," Kizaru muttered as he slowly sat up, tapping the screen thoughtfully.

He began replaying the match in his mind: the perfect bush ambush, the flawlessly chained skills, and that damned Katakuri who kept reading his every move.

Thinking back now—it was clearly a premeditated ambush.

He tapped into the match history.

All five accounts were brand new, each with a spotless record—zero losses.

All win streaks?!

This was beyond tryhard.

"They really went all out just to snipe me..." Kizaru slid his finger across the screen and replayed Katakuri's final engage.

That predictive flash-ult combo shattered his hundred-win dream.

Onscreen, Katakuri's skills landed with terrifying precision, every move clearly calculated in advance.

Kizaru couldn't help but nod, a complex smile forming on his face. "This kid… he's got some real skill."

He leaned back against the sofa, eyes half-closed, reviewing every second of that battle in his mind.

The enemy team's coordination was unreal. Every skill felt like part of a pre-scripted performance.

Even though Kizaru was strong, under that level of setup and planning… he had to admit he'd underestimated them.

"Oh dear, oh dear... Can't look down on these kids anymore," he muttered.

He set his phone aside, stood up, and walked to the window.

Sunlight streamed across Marineford's training ground, bathing him in a blinding glow.

"Maybe... this game's world just got a whole lot more interesting."

…

The next day,

A video detonated across the Sea like a depth charge.

It was posted from the BIGMOM Pirates' official TikTok account, and it instantly blew up.

Views soared in seconds, and the comments came flooding in.

The video opened with Katakuri's signature scarf fluttering in the wind. He sat aboard a luxury pirate ship, sunlight cutting across his stern features.

He glanced at his phone, then slowly spoke in a deep, commanding voice:

"I heard… someone claims to be 'Light Speed Invincible'?"

Then the footage cut to pure humiliation: rapid-fire match highlights of Kizaru's worst moments.

The moment Kizaru left his fountain, he was jumped by the full BIGMOM squad, instantly deleted.

His hero's health bar vanished in a second. Gone. Ashes.

Katakuri's every move was one step ahead. His chain CC was clinical, predicting Kizaru's blink locations with scary accuracy. Kizaru couldn't even lift a finger in response.

Finally, the footage zoomed in on the end screen:

"Defeat."

The red text stamped over Kizaru's 99-win streak like a death certificate.

Countless viewers were left stunned.

Katakuri's voice came in cold and flat at the end:

"This game… is too easy."

"All challengers are welcome. One loss, one billion Berries."

The internet exploded.

Trending tags took over instantly:

#KatakuriTenBillionBounty

#KizaruCrushed

#BIGMOMPiratesEsports

Comments rolled in nonstop:

> "NO WAY?! Katakuri beat Kizaru?!"

> "Those combos were god-tier. Katakuri is HOK's true king!"

> "One billion Berries?! Is he challenging the whole damn world?!"

> "Kizaru really got steamrolled this time..."

(To be continued.)

Chapter 93: Observation Haki?

In the Marineford office, Kizaru leaned back on the sofa, watching the viral video play out with a helpless smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

He pushed up his sunglasses and muttered softly, "Oh my, oh my... looks like I really met my match this time."

Meanwhile, across the Sea, countless pirates gathered around giant pub screens, cheering wildly as the video played.

They roared for Katakuri's victory like they were witnessing the rise of a new legend.

> "Katakuri-sama is too strong!"

> "Now the whole world will tremble!"

> "One billion Berries! Who's got the guts to challenge him?!"

Katakuri's public bounty challenge was like a spark tossed into a powder keg, igniting the excitement of the entire Sea.

Whether pirate or Marine, civilian or elite, all were completely captivated by this virtual canyon war.

...

Inside Candy Castle, Totto Land.

Sunlight streamed in through the candy-glass windows, painting the chocolate-tiled floor in shimmering rainbow patterns.

Katakuri sat casually in a chocolate armchair, fingers gracefully gliding across his phone screen.

The afternoon sun highlighted the sculpted contours of his face, his features cast in sharp contrast like a work of art.

"Big Bro is amazing!" Brulee rested her chin on her hands, her eyes twinkling as she stared at Katakuri's 136-win streak. "He won again!"

Katakuri's scarf fluttered lightly, and a small, subtle smile tugged at his lips.

The golden word "Victory" glowed brightly on his screen, reflecting in his eyes like a trophy of light.

Perospero licked his candy cane while leaning in curiously.

"Hey, Katakuri, how the heck are you doing this?"

He pointed at the replay footage of Kizaru getting bodied repeatedly.

"You predicted that flashy bastard's exact location every single time!"

Katakuri set down his phone, picked up his red tea, and took a calm sip.

The tea's aroma filled the air. He spoke slowly.

"Observation Haki." He paused. "I can see a few minutes into the future."

Crack! Perospero's candy cane slipped from his hand and shattered on the ground.

His tongue forgot to move. His face was frozen in disbelief.

"Wh-what?! You can use Observation Haki like that?!"

Katakuri didn't answer. He simply picked up his phone again and queued for another game.

His fingers moved with precision, every action seamless, every input deliberate.

Perospero stared in stunned silence. This wasn't just next-level gaming—this was dimensional reduction warfare.

In the face of future sight, positioning, tactics, and skillshots were all a joke.

"Th-this is just cheating, isn't it?!" Perospero finally snapped out of it. "There's no way you can lose like this!"

Katakuri kept his eyes on the screen, his voice unnervingly calm.

"That one billion Berries bounty... I never planned on handing it out."

His tone was absolute.

Brulee giggled softly, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

"Brother is so cool!"

Just then, Katakuri's phone screen lit up with a new notification.

His eyes narrowed slightly, a sly grin forming beneath his scarf.

"Looks like... someone isn't convinced."

Perospero quickly scooped up his broken candy cane and licked it with excitement.

"It's happening! We're about to see something good!"

On Katakuri's screen, a new challenge popped up in bold red text:

["Admiral Kizaru" invites you to a 1v1 duel]

Katakuri smiled faintly, tapped the screen, and accepted the challenge.

...

The next day.

The sun had just begun to rise. The Sea was calm, tranquil.

But a storm was quietly brewing.

As the gaming frenzy swept across the Sea, a new video exploded onto the TikTok Hot List like a bolt of lightning cutting through the clouds.

[Emperor Whitebeard Issues Final Ultimatum to Marineford!]

It was like a digital bombshell, instantly detonating across the entire TikTok platform.

Comments flooded in like a tsunami. The internet convulsed.

In the video...

Whitebeard stood on the deck of the Moby Dick, towering like a mountain.

His presence radiated an overwhelming pressure.

Murakumogiri was thrust deep into the deck, the intricate carvings on the hilt catching the sunlight with a cold gleam.

His deep, thunderous voice rolled out like the beginning of an earthquake.

> "Sengoku… release Ace."

The camera pulled back, and the viewers were greeted with a breathtaking scene.

Forty-three pirate ships stretched across the horizon, each one manned by bloodthirsty pirates.

At the front, Marco's blue flames blazed, flickering like they could ignite the Sea itself. Beside him, Jozu's diamond-coated body shimmered like a living fortress.

> "Otherwise…" Whitebeard pulled Murakumogiri from the deck and pointed the tip directly at the camera, his eyes brimming with menace.

> "I don't mind... leveling Marineford."

As he swung his blade, a massive wave—over a hundred meters high—roared up from the Sea.

It was as if the very ocean was responding to the wrath of the World's Strongest Man.

Mist filled the air. The waves crashed violently. The entire scene was beyond cinematic—it was mythic.

The video ended on a close-up of Whitebeard's face.

His gaze was unwavering, eyes burning with a fearless resolve.

It felt like he was ready to take on the entire world.

View counts spiked into the millions per second. The network was buckling from the impact.

...

Marineford, Fleet Admiral's office.

Bang!

Sengoku's fist slammed into his desk, splintering it instantly.

His face was dark with rage, goatee trembling violently.

"That old man... he dares to threaten the Marines?!"

The room fell silent. The tension was suffocating.

Akainu's fist flared with molten magma, his tone cold and bloodthirsty.

"A perfect chance to wipe them all out."

Aokiji—normally quick with sarcasm—said nothing.

He stood silently, deep in thought.

The only sounds in the office were the hiss of magma and the echo of Sengoku's fury.

The storm had officially begun.

Sengoku exhaled sharply, forcing down his anger.

He opened the Marine's official TikTok account.

His fingers jabbed the screen with explosive intent, each keystroke carrying the weight of a war declaration.

[The Marines will never compromise with Pirates! Fire Fist Ace will be publicly executed!]

(To be continued.)