C237 Betting with White Water!
C237 Betting with White Water!
"Thirty seconds? No no no, 25 seconds! "
"How would it take twenty-five seconds? In my opinion, it would only take fifteen seconds!"
Everyone happily discussed, but no one was optimistic about Bai Shui.
They had never thought about it. Why couldn't they say the opposite of that?
How long would it take White Water to defeat Sokus?
It wasn't because they didn't know how to react, but because they didn't think Bai Shui was a match for Socus at all.
The difference in strength between the two was too great.
"Haha, did you hear that? Everyone believes that you can't win against me, but you no longer have the chance to retreat! "
"But I'm more of a merciful person. This is good. The loser will kowtow five times to the winner."
"Then you shouted three times that I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore, and then you will win. What do you think!?"
Socus' plan was quite good, and he wanted to humiliate Bai Shui.
"Isn't this a little too insulting? Why don't we change it?"
Hearing this, Bai Shui frowned and raised a question, trying to change this rule.
"What, I'm scared, that's okay, now call me three times and I'll be wrong, today's matter can be canceled!"
He thought that Bai Shui was afraid, so he suggested changing the rules. He immediately refused.
But how could he know that this was White Water worrying that he would go back on his word?
"Alright, since that's the only thing you can do, I'll agree to it!"
"No problem, I'll leave everything to you. As long as you're happy!"
Bai Shui agreed. There was no problem with that.
In his eyes, Socrates was just one of the five dregs of the battle, so he could not even muster up the slightest bit of emotion.
"Get ready, you two!"
With the order from the referee, the two moved at the same time.
"Demon."
In an instant, his arms were covered with a layer of black gas.
It was normal for him to do this.
"It's the domineering aura of armor! Legend has it that only the sea bandits of the New World have this unique ability!"
"Hehe, I want to see just how you'll withstand this move!" Socrates grinned, then leapt into the air and disappeared, the sound of wind blowing.
"Oh, it's the Navy's Six Style Shaving. It's here! The boss' unique high speed combat style. In the entire Navy, only the boss knows how to use it!" The surrounding crowd began to flatter him.
"Haha, look at him. He's completely stunned. He's scared silly!"
Everyone's gaze turned back to White Water. They saw him standing there motionless, like a piece of wood, completely unable to detect the appearance of Socus behind him.
"Admit defeat!"
With a swoosh, he appeared behind White Water, his fist piercing through the air. Just when he thought that fist would strike White Water, he suddenly froze.
Bai Shui actually stretched out her hand and grabbed his fist. That's right, it was a very casual feeling.
However, he felt as if he was being clamped down by a pair of iron pincers. No matter how hard he tried, his fist couldn't move in the slightest.
"How is this possible!"
From when he was young until now, no one of his generation had ever been able to do this.
But before he could regain his wits, a delicate fist began to enlarge in his eyes. This fist was clearly very slow, but he just couldn't dodge it.
"How can this be? If this goes on, the loser will be me!" Socrates shouted in horror.
"Pfft!"
However, no matter how unwilling he was, he was still sent flying by Bai Shui's fist. His sternum was shattered, blood spewed out from his mouth, and he fell heavily onto the ground.