"Trash?"
After hearing those words, Charlie's face lit up with a playful smile.
It seems like this Mr. Yamamoto was too arrogant. He might have overestimated his own strength. A trashy external disciple like him, even with top-notch physical training, would not be able to defeat Charlie.
It was alright to dislike Charlie due to difference in opinion but to expect that he didn't even have any sportsmanship was actually quite bewildering, i
To rub salt into the wound, he had even brought up the fact that Oskian people were prone to weakness. That had really gotten Charlie’s blood boiling.
Therefore, Charlie smiled and replied. "Since you're willing to bet, Mr. Yamamoto, then why don't we raise the stakes?"
Mr. Yamamoto snorted, "Sure! No matter the bet, I'll play along till the end."
To Mr. Yamamoto, no matter how strong Charlie may look, he had no chance of defeating him in combat with a single punch.
Therefore, he was willing to place the bet, as no matter how severe, he was assured to win.
Charlie smiled. "I’m a man of principle, fair and just.
Since you've mentioned that Oskian people are weak and I personally hate those words, why don't we do this then? The winner will carve the words 'sick man o f Asia’ on the loser's head. How about that?" 6
Mr. Yamamoto replied with a mocking laugh, "I didn't want to go that far, little brat, but it seems to me that you want to dig your own grave."
Charlie replied with a smile. "It's not the matter of digging my own grave. It's more so that if I have the guts to say it, then I have the will to do it. It’s whether you will agree to the terms or not?!"
Mr. Yamamoto thought to himself, 'There are just too many loopholes in that rule.' 5
'First off, if his fist were to break one of his legs, he can still stand with the other leg.' 4
'Another is, if he were to break both his legs, he can still use both his hands to grab hold of anything around him to support himself upright too.'
"Therefore, no matter how he's planning to punch, I'm sure to win!" 11
With a prideful tone, Mr. Yamamoto replied, "If that's the case, then we shall follow the rules that you’ve just set. Come at me!"
Charlie smirked. He did not need any form of preparation. All he needed to do was to throw a gentle punch at Mr. Yamamoto. In the eyes of laymen, the fist looked so gentle, as if he was just fooling around with his good pal Mr. Yamamoto.
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