Yuanshen: I am helpless, the three gods kneel down and beg me to pray

As soon as the words fell, Wanye immediately felt a force coming from Shigezuo's hand.

This force is not small, Wan Ye was suddenly attacked, and without sufficient preparation, his arm was slightly tilted.

This scene immediately aroused the exclamation of others:

"Strength! Hard!"

"Fuck him, Shigezuo!"

"Just work harder!"

The crowd was uproarious and shouted vigorously, obviously they put a lot of Mora on Chong Zuo.

And some people who wanted to be unpopular and bet on Wanye suddenly broke out in cold sweat when they saw this scene.

They shook their heads secretly:

"Sure enough, being unpopular is not so easy to win!"

Hearing the shouts of the people at the scene, it seemed that Shigezuo had already won the battle.

However, Shigezuo, who is the person involved, didn't think so!

Initially, he had a slight advantage.

But he understood that it was a surprise attack by himself!

It was Wanye's first time to participate in this kind of arm wrestling activity, and he was inexperienced. When he said the beginning, he hadn't exerted his strength yet.

And Shigezuo, who had experienced many battles, was full of experience, and the moment Manyo said it, he had already started to use his strength!

In arm wrestling, the side that exerts force first often has a great advantage!

Wan Ye's reaction, if you put it on someone who often wrestled their arms, it would be a major mistake!

If it is normal, this surprise attack is enough to establish the victory!

But now, Zhong Zuo used all his strength to suppress it slightly!

How is this possible?

In this case, there is only one possibility!

That is, Manyo's power far exceeds his own!

Chong Zuo couldn't help but cold sweat broke out on his face, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his face was ferocious, obviously exhausting all his strength.

But on the other hand, Wanye still has that face like water, calm and calm.

Shigezuo was horrified.

How can this be?

How could my strength be inferior to his?

My arms are obviously twice as thick as his!

At this time, the onlookers also noticed something unusual.

This heavy assistant, why is it so difficult?

Someone said with a guilty conscience:

"what happened?"

"Chong Zuo, stop pretending, hurry up and win!"

"Don't mess around, I've bet half a year's salary on you!"

Their voices were flustered.

Chongzuo felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

He also wanted to win Manyo immediately, after all it was related to his [-]th consecutive victory.

But, he can't do it!

On the other hand, the person who put Mora on Manyo's body immediately beamed with joy:

"Hahaha, Shigezuo will lose this time!"

"Look at the way he is struggling, but Wanye, it feels like he hasn't worked hard yet!"

"Manyo, come on!"

Shigesa's eyes widened with anger, and he mobilized all his strength to his right hand, trying to win Manyo.

But Wan Ye's hand, like a steel nail, was firmly nailed to the table, motionless.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

At this moment, the veins on Chong Zuo's arm were exposed, and he had obviously exhausted all his strength.

The old strength has been exhausted, and the new strength has not yet been born. At this moment, Chong Zuo felt a little slack.

"not good!"

Wan Ye took advantage of the vacancy and directly exerted force.

Bang!

A soft sound.

Shigezuo's right hand was firmly attached to the table.

"..."

"!!"

"It's Manyo, Manyo has won Shigesuke!"

"Chongzuo's [-]th consecutive victory is gone!"

"Ah, my Mora! It's gone!"

"Hahaha, you've made a lot of money! One to one hundred, Wanye, I love you!"

After a moment of silence, the exclamations on the Death Omen star came and went, resounding for a while.

"Whoo, whoa, whoa..."

Shigesa panted heavily, and gave Manyo a thumbs up.

Han smiled and said:

"Brother Wanye, you are so fierce! I underestimated you!"

"You got my approval!"

Wan Ye smiled and nodded.

Then, amidst the exclamation of everyone, he left the place.

in the captain's room.

Manyo leaned lightly on the chair and sighed:

"Captain Beidou, I have fulfilled your request."

Beidou laughed and said:

"I've seen it all! Manyo, that's great! You won our arm wrestling championship so easily!"

Wan Ye said helplessly:

"You should have known the result a long time ago. Why do you have to let me go?"

"And, I don't care about these false names."

Beidou shook his head:

"It's not my intention to make you an arm wrestler."

"It's to let you integrate into the fleet faster!"

Originally, Wan Ye was indifferent by nature, and had no interest in this kind of competition for fame and fortune.

However, he is always humble and conceded, and he is regarded as cowardly by others.

Over time, many people squeezed out and ran on him, and united to wear small shoes for him.

Wan Ye has a low-key personality, keeps silent about these things, and secretly suffers.

These are all seen by Beidou.

She knew that Manyo hadn't really integrated into the fleet yet.

Manyo's personality is withdrawn and it is difficult to integrate into the team.

Beidou didn't want to see this kind of scene, his Southern Cross Fleet was a big family.

She just wanted to take this opportunity to make Wan Ye accepted by everyone.

But judging from the current situation, things are going smoothly.

There are still many sailors on the deck, talking about the arm wrestling with excitement.

Wan Ye was slightly taken aback, he obviously didn't think of this level

The young man lowered his head so that people could not see his expression clearly, and hummed softly:

"I don't need you to do these unnecessary things for me."

Beidou laughed and said nothing.

After a while, Manyo said softly:

"Thank you…"

Beidou smiled boldly:

"My sailors are all good men. They are all warm-hearted. You will know after getting along for a long time!"

Manyo nodded, shook his head and looked out the window.

His gaze showed the direction of Daozuma. The boy looked at it for a long time and said softly:

"I see, I'll try"

Since the death of his best friend, Manyo has closed his heart.

Because the feeling of losing a close friend is too painful.

He didn't want to experience this pain again.

He doesn't want to make friends anymore, so that this possibility can be fundamentally eliminated.

Fortunately, the long life of a sailor in the Southern Cross Fleet has changed Manyo.

Life on the sea has broadened his mind.

Wanye gradually understands that escaping is not the solution to the problem.

If the former friends were here, he definitely didn't want Manyo to close his heart.

Living in the present is something that Manyo has learned from his life as a sailor.

Like those sailors who sway their emotions wantonly, enjoy every moment to the fullest.

With Beidou's encouragement, Wanye's heart gradually opened up.

Chapter 168 Condensed Light and Big Dipper, Light and Darkness

"By the way, you said before that there is a special mission, what is it?"

After a long time, Manyo asked.

Hearing this, Beidou became serious, stood up and closed the door of the captain's room tightly.

Then he said softly:

"Manyo, you may not know."

"Our Southern Cross Fleet, on the surface, is an independent fleet of Yunlaihai."