Law didn't have much contact with Caesar, but according to the original work, he had a certain understanding of Caesar. He thought that if he proposed a fight to the death, Caesar would readily agree.
Unexpectedly, Xi Suo actually refused.
The guy who wants to get pleasure from the fierce battle, the guy who always believes that he is the strongest, should enjoy the process of dancing on the tip of the knife, there is no reason to refuse this proposal.
"Caesar refused the proposal! So, this game will not turn into a fight to the death! "The commentator girl said.
The audience didn't care. What they wanted to watch was the fighting game, and the life and death of the contestants were secondary.
The referee looked at the two and was very sensible. He didn't let the game start immediately. He thought that Law seemed to want to persuade Caesar to agree to the fight to the death.
Law looked at Caesar and said seriously, "Do you want to think about it again?"
"If it's a fight to the death, it won't do me any good. So, why should I agree?" Caesar raised his index finger and rubbed it gently on his neck. This action reminded Law.
It turned out to be like this …
Law didn't think of this. The ability of the hand of God was still in Caesar's body, so Caesar couldn't agree to a fight to the death. It was really not good for him.
"Change it to a bet?" Caesar stared at Law and said with a smile, "Here, there."
He pointed to his neck and then to his right ankle. There was a hint of sadness in his tone that was not in line with his character. He said, "These two problems … have been bothering me."
With that, like magic, he suddenly took off his head and put it on his hand.
"Although it's very interesting, it's always a problem." Caesar put his head on his hand and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The referee saw this scene at close range and suddenly stepped back in fright, but Law was very calm and was not scared at all.
There was a burst of exclamation in the audience. He took off his head and nothing happened. Was this magic?
"So?" Law squinted at Caesar's head.
Caesar put his head back and said, "If I win, you have to help me solve this problem."
"If I win?" Law asked.
"You can do whatever you want." Caesar showed a dangerous smile.
"Okay, I agree," Law said.
"Ah, that's great."
Caesar twisted his waist and said with relief, "I can finally get rid of these two troubles today."
In other words, he felt that he would definitely win this battle. What an unreasonable confidence.
However, Caesar was precisely such a person. He always believed that he was the strongest.
In the audience, Biscay frowned slightly.
Lie …
She was a master liar and an expert in detecting lies. From the way Caesar kept pointing out the two troubles, it was obvious that he was lying.
In other words, separating the head from the neck was not a problem. If that was the case, there was no need to make that bet.
What was the purpose of lying? What was the motive?
Biscay's eyes moved and fell on Law. She had no obligation or intention to remind him. It was up to Law to deal with it himself.
Law did not realize that Caesar was lying, but the words' at your mercy ', coming from Caesar's mouth, lacked credibility.
However, since this match couldn't turn into a deathmatch, he couldn't kill as he pleased, because the referee would interfere. Unless he KO-ed Caesar, he would be able to kill Caesar directly.
The referee, who had just been shocked, calmed down and walked a few steps forward. When he saw that both of them were ready, he announced the start of the game.
Law raised his hand and flicked a few marble-sized Psychic Bullets at Caesar.
Whoosh!
The Psychic Bullets came at Caesar.
Caesar stretched his hands back and raised his palms inward. Two poker cards appeared inexplicably between his fingers and were hidden in his palms. Law could not see them.
He kept this posture, moving left and right, dodging Law's Psychic Bullets, and then continued to rush toward Law.
"The speed of the Psychic Bullets is not slow, but you can dodge them so easily …"
Law waited for Caesar to get closer and closer to himself. He clenched his hands into fists and suddenly flicked ten Psychic Bullets at Caesar, sealing the space that Caesar could dodge.
Caesar saw this and could only jump up to avoid the Psychic Bullets, but his body was suspended in the air.
The power of Psychic Bullets and fists are not on the same level. If you want to maximize the damage, fists are far more useful than Psychic Bullets.
The second wave of Psychic Bullets was based on the first wave of Psychic Bullets, Law calculated Caesar's remaining strength to dodge and waited for Caesar to close the distance. Only then did he fire ten Psychic Bullets in a row, mainly to force Caesar to dodge in the air.
In the end, it was just as Law had thought. Being in the air without any leverage was the best target.
Law stepped forward and rushed forward. He wanted to take this opportunity to give Caesar a hard blow. He didn't want to kill him in one blow, but he wanted to seriously injure Caesar.
However, Law didn't notice the cards hidden in Caesar's hand. When he was about to attack, he saw Caesar in mid-air throwing two cards wrapped in Ki at him.
"That was a good hiding …"
Law stopped his momentum and avoided the two poker cards, but also missed an opportunity to attack.
Caesar landed steadily, but no longer took the initiative to attack, but stayed in place.
Law glanced at the poker cards inserted diagonally on the slate in front of him and flicked two Psychic Bullets at the two poker cards.
The Psychic Bullets flew past and cut the pink Psychic Note on the poker cards.
"I was discovered."
Caesar said regretfully and suddenly moved again, rushing toward Law. The distance between the two was very close.
Law's Psychic Power flowed slowly through the soles of his feet and quietly penetrated into the floor.
It can be manipulated and can also make traps. It's a good trick.
Caesar's mouth was slightly hooked. He came here after doing his homework!
When Caesar shortened the distance to five meters, the slate on the ground suddenly lifted up, pushing him up and his upper body leaned toward Law.
However, at that moment, Caesar's feet stuck to the slate with 'Retractable Love', so when the slate was lifted, he was like a figurine stuck to the chassis, integrated with the slate.
With a point of leverage, he can maintain his balance.
When Caesar fell to Law, he was very calm. He first threw several poker cards at close range to restrain Law's counterattack speed.
Law raised his hand, stopped the poker card, and then sent it back.
Caesar's eyes were slightly condensed and a pink membrane opened between his palms to block all the flying poker cards. After that, he wanted to use the rebound force to bounce the poker cards back, but Law was close to him.
In desperation, Caesar put down the poker cards.
Law's speed was faster than he thought. When the poker cards fell from the pink membrane, Law punched him.
At the critical moment, Caesar removed his feet from the slate and slid down directly, avoiding Law's punch. Who would have thought that Law's reaction was so fast that after the punch missed, he didn't wait for him to adjust his posture and a combination of punches came.
"Face …"
Looking at the trajectory of Law's attack, Caesar, who was standing unsteadily, raised his hands together, like a defensive posture in a boxing match, crossing his face and gathering Qi on his arms.
Bang bang bang!
When the big slate flew over the heads of the two men, Law punched five times in an instant, all of which fell on Caesar's arm.
With a dull noise, Caesar's body flew backward at a low altitude, crossed the shallow pit without a slate, and then landed and slid seven or eight meters away before stopping.
Caesar put down his arm and pulled back suddenly, at the same time, he retracted his thought.
Just when Law's fist hit his arm, he took the opportunity to stick Retractable Love on Law's fist.
A strong pulling force came from the fist, Law's body was pulled, but he smiled slightly.
With this pulling force, he suddenly squatted down, with the characteristics of the hand of God, he turned his fist into a palm, inserted his hands into the floor, and at the same time cut off Caesar's thought and stuck it on the slate.
In an instant, Law staggered, although he did not fall to the ground, he lost his balance.
At the same time, the slate with 'Retractable Love' stuck on it flew quickly toward Caesar.
He wanted to pull Law over and make him lose his balance, but he didn't expect to pull back a slate.
"Gee …"
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