Ross touched his chin and thought for a moment, saying:
"How do you like to bet?"
"Since it is your invitation, it is up to you to decide how to bet."
Fujitora responded.
Ross reached into his pocket and finally pulled out a coin. He stared at the coin and said, "I rarely play. I don't know anything about complicated things. Why don't we set the simplest one? What do you think?"
Fujitora nodded and said, "It's perfect."
Ross smiled and put the coin between his fingers and popped it out, saying, "One side with words and one side with flowers. Which side do you want to bet on?"
"Words."
Fujitora didn't think much about it.
Ross said softly, "Then I will bet on the flower."
Ding!
At the moment when his voice fell, his thumb clasped in the middle of his index finger and the coin instantly rotated into the sky. After reaching the highest point, it fell to the ground below.
Ross and Fujitora's Observation Haki captured the movement trajectory of the coin at the same time.
It seems to be a simple bet, but in their hands, it can't be that simple, because the moment it popped out, they already knew the answer.
Since it was Ross who flicked the coin, it must be controlled to fall on the flower side.
Buzz!!
Fujitora's face remained unchanged. He held the wooden staff in his hand and suddenly shot out. A strange force was suddenly stimulated and instantly enveloped the coin, causing the coin's movement trajectory to change.
Ross's face remained unchanged. He bent his finger and a wisp of wind came out and bounced on the coin. The falling coin rotated at an instant.
"…"
Fujitor's eyes, which only had the whites of his eyes, opened slightly. He slowly brought the wooden staff in front of him. The gravity suddenly increased, and it pressed heavily on the coin, causing it to fall rapidly.
Zi Zi!
Ross's eyes flickered and his power surged. Gravity Distortion was stimulated, destroying the gravity released by Fujitora, causing the fall of the coin to suddenly stagnate and bounce back into the sky.
Two people, one releasing gravity and the other releasing the power of distortion, collided with each other on this street.
Kāchā! Kāchā!
No one knows when it started but the ground between Ross and Fujitora began to break up and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it cracked like a spider web and spread inch by inch in all directions.
"This … this is …"
Under the confrontation, Ross and Fujitora's spirit naturally revealed and collided in Void, making more than a dozen nearby murderers all stand up.
Looking at the ground that was crumbling inch by inch, everyone's heart violently thumped as fear appeared on their faces. Even though the crumbling of the ground wasn't spreading very quickly, and there didn't seem to be any powerful collisions, they still felt a bone-chilling terror in their hearts.
Once they were sucked into it, they would definitely die a horrible death!
"Run …"
"Run!"
Finally, someone reacted. Under the crisis of life and death, he broke free from the oppression brought by Ross and forced his legs to run away.
However …
Just as they fled, Ross in the field flicked his fingers and shot a power of distortion against Fujitora's gravity.
The power of distortion swept across, like the compression impact of sound waves, causing the air on the entire street to show spring-like Distortion marks. Wherever it went, the bodies of the murderers were all squeezed together by Distortion and they couldn't even scream.
Flesh and bones were constantly squeezed and compressed together, eventually turning into a tight and heavy blood-colored ball, rolling along the street and disappearing at the end of the field of vision.
Boom!
After doing all this, Ross's power of distortion was stimulated and he violently collided with Fujitora's gravity. His body shook and he took a step back, while Fujitora held his wooden stick and his clogs slid on the ground for nearly two meters before he stopped.
The coin finally fell from the sky and landed on the ground, rolling twice before stopping. The upward side was inscribed with lifelike petals.
"…"
Fujitora slowly stood up straight.
Ross stood there and looked at Fujitora calmly with a slight smile.
"Thank you."
Fujitora stepped towards Ross and as he passed by Ross, he paused a little and said, "You have to take care of the surface in the future."
No doubt.
In terms of strength, Ross is a point stronger than him.
His strength is stronger than him and his will shakes him. Fujitora has no reason to refuse, not to mention that he did lose the last bet.
"Eat."
Ross smiled softly.
… …
On the coast.
The Ghost Hand Pirates' ship is docked here.
Ross, Fujitora, Laffitte, and Robin came from a distance and came all the way to the shore. Shiliew of the Rain and others gathered on the deck early and their eyes were focused on Fujitora.
The breath of the strong is obviously different from that of ordinary people. Shiliew of the Rain can roughly judge that Fujitora has considerable strength, but to what extent, he is not sure.
"He seems to have some skills."
"After all, he is a person that Captain likes."
Ficheux Erman shrugged. The person that Ross likes can't be too bad.
Strolling along the gangway onto the deck, Ross reached out to Robin behind him. Robin handed over her small hand and held Ross's hand as he walked onto the deck.
Laffitte is third and Fujitora is last.
"Introduce."
Coming to the deck, Ross smiled at Fujitora and said, "Fighter Shiliew of the Rain, Sniper Ficheux Erman, Ship Doctor Trafalgar Law."
Ross introduced Shiliew of the Rain and Ficheux Erman and others to Fujitora one by one.
Finally.
Ross looked at Shiliew of the Rain and others again and briefly introduced Fujitora's name.
Shiliew of the Rain's attitude towards Fujitora is indifferent, while Ficheux Erman is observing Fujitora, trying to judge Fujitora's specific strength.
"I've heard a lot about you."
After Ross's introduction, Fujitora gave Shiliew of the Rain and others a slightly honest smile. The smile looked harmless to humans and animals. He said, "I am a nobody and I am deeply ashamed to be valued so highly by Mr. Ross. Please forgive me in the future."
"You are too modest."
Trafalgar Law, holding the demon blade Kikoku, said to Fujitora: "To be valued so highly by Captain, you must have extraordinary skills."
Ficheux Erman tilted his head and looked at Fujitora, saying, "Since we are on the same boat, we should get to know each other better. I don't know what your abilities are?"
"Hehe … Insignificant skills are not worth mentioning."
Fujitor rubbed the back of his head and chuckled like a harmless middle-aged uncle.
Shiliew of the Rain came forward with a cigar in his mouth. The second generation Ghost Blade was taken by him and placed horizontally in front of him. He looked at Fujitora and said, "I have nothing to do and my hands are a little itchy. How about we compare notes?"
Although Fujitora is a latecomer, his position on the ship cannot always be suspended in mid-air. After all, he still has to fall to where he should fall.
On this ship, in addition to the order of boarding the ship, the status will be determined by strength, and even the strength of the ship is more decisive than the order of boarding the ship.
After all.
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