A wonderful adventure that begins with a pirate

The embarrassing situation made Crocodile not afraid, but angry.

But he knew that at times like this, he couldn't lose his mind. Being in close contact with thunder and lightning was simply courting death, so he could never stay near Otis.

So without even a moment's hesitation, Crocodile endured the burning pain in his right arm and disappeared into the sand prison again.

This was not avoidance, he did not tuck his tail and run away. On the contrary, this was a strategy he had planned before.

In the sand prison, countless yellow sand shadows became faster and fiercer, and they continued to kill towards the only light here, while Crocodile himself shrank more and more cautiously, trying his best to avoid the enemy's detection and pursuit.

Now, it's a speed showdown, who can grab the opponent faster.

Judging from the results just now, this kind of competition is certainly not good for Crocodile. The thunder and lightning pursuit was too overwhelming, and what was even more frightening was that Otis's sight was also stronger than he expected. The combined weight of the two was almost breathless, and it actually injured his nose and shoulders. It even destroyed his right arm.

But this battle is by no means impossible to win.

The opponent's attack requires concentration to determine his position, and all he needs to do is pounce towards the shining lightning.

Although the yellow sand could not catch up with the speed of thunder and lightning, Crocodile did not take back control of the sand and let it scatter to the ground, but continued to maintain its shape everywhere.

Soon, the successive sand tides divided the sand prison into countless smaller spaces. Then the sand tide continued to fill in and the sand prison continued to shrink. In a moment, it would erode the last hole in the wrapped dark area.

The scene of turning defeat into victory seems to be right in front of Crocodile, because he only needs to continue to persist like this, continue to hide and wander in the sand prison, and not be caught by the lightning, then after a while, the sand prison will become completely solid. Otis can be crushed, drained, and suffocated

He couldn't even wait to see this kind of death that he was looking forward to

Otis in the lightning seemed to be getting impatient.

In the sand prison, sand pillars were interspersed left and right, fixed in mid-air by Crocodile.

Although these things will melt immediately when they come into contact with the violent energy around Otis, just like the spider webs in the corner can also make people feel bored and hindered. One of these yellow sands is not enough, and ten or a hundred will eventually give Otis This caused the lag.

bang bang bang bang bang bang

The electric light broke through rapidly, and the sand pillars in its path exploded like smoke and dust. Otis's body under the overclocking was frighteningly strong. The visual and practical effects of this high-speed impact were indeed amazing, but Crocodile lurked behind him. The lingering breath in the yellow sand was farther away from him.

In the darkness, lightning flashed left and right, causing chaos inside the sand prison. Huge dents blasted by fists and black scorch marks burned by electric current appeared on the walls of the yellow sand prison. But this time Thousands of fists and electric blasts failed to hit Crocodile's entity again.

Finally, after another bombardment failed, Lei Guang stopped pursuing and paused in the center of the sand prison.

Crocodile, who was sneaking in the yellow sand, noticed this and continued to move away for a while. When he saw that the lightning was indeed no longer pursuing him, he stopped moving and stopped in the sky.

What tricks are you playing?

Crocodile looked at it first.

But Otis below did not move for a long time, which made him sneer.

Fatigue, exhaustion, unable to hold on any longer, or simply giving up

Just as he was thinking this, a voice came from below.

"It seems that just in this state, I really can't do anything to you."

Thunder light kept gushing out, and wrapped in lightning, Otis raised his head and said towards the top of the sand prison.

"What?" Above, Crocodile re-exposed half of his body on the thick wall of the yellow sand. The huge load of elementalization on his body was immediately relieved. He lowered his head and sneered, "Are you going to kneel down and beg for mercy?"

As he spoke, several more sand shadows attacked, but they were all shot away by Otis with a wave of his hand.

With his mocking tone and non-stop attacks, it was obvious that Crocodile, who had turned the situation around, had no intention of showing mercy.

Otis was too lazy to laugh at Crocodile's mysterious confidence. He shook his head and replied: "No, or on the contrary, I plan to kill you with the next move."

"Well" Crocodile first suspected that his ears had heard it wrong, and then he chuckled gloomily: "Hmm, hehehe, you must have lost your mind. Could it be that the little advantage you had before really made you think you were sure to win? "

"Cheap" Otis said, then pointed to his right arm and asked, "Is that what you mean?"

"" Crocodile gritted his teeth angrily, "bastard"

Before he could curse, Otis continued: "What do you think this lightning on me is?"

Crocodile was confused by the sudden question, and the question itself really confused him.

The power of thunder is infinite. Of course, when it is struck, it will hurt and kill the enemy. This is a very simple matter, but what effect it will have on himself, or even how this dangerous energy can be exerted on himself, Crocodile has never thought about it before today.

However, after the previous confrontation, he had already figured out some answers.

So Crocodile narrowed his eyes and said with deliberate disdain: "Didn't I tell you before about your little trick to stimulate potential?"

Although he didn't know the specific reason, a hard fight was enough for Crocodile to believe that Otis used thunder and lightning to enhance his own strength.

"It's not wrong to stimulate potential." Otis nodded, and then said, "This move is called overclocking. It uses electric current to strengthen my body."

Just as Crocodile began to become impatient, Otis's next words shocked him suddenly.

"But this is only the most basic enhancement, and it is so imperfect that it may be more appropriately called pseudo-overclocking."

"It took me a while to prepare." Otis stared at Crocodile, whose expression gradually changed, and said, "Now, it's the real overclocking."

After saying that, the electric light suddenly dimmed.

Crocodile's heart trembled, and he was about to return to the thick wall of the sand prison, but he realized that there was no attack coming at that moment, so he stopped moving again.

Crocodile looked into the darkness below, and he could barely see clearly only the figure flashing with electric arcs.

So, he said half sarcastically and half tentatively: "Uh-huh, even the thunder and lightning from before are gone. Is this your ability to boast?"

"Thunder light does not mean that it is powerful." The reply came from the darkness. "I ask you, if the electric current has strengthened the power, and the body's load always has a limit, then what else can continue to evolve?"

"What are you talking about?" Crocodile snorted, but in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly interrupted himself "Could it be?"

Something incredibly absurd arose in his heart.

"I thought of it," said the darkness below.

"The answer is" the voice came to him instantly.

"Thinking Overclocking"

As soon as the sound fell, a huge palm pressed against his face, and his five fingers clasped his head powerfully. The crocodile hiding in the sea of ​​sand was directly pulled out by Otis.