The two men soon became within striking distance, and Bob was the first to make a move as he sent a punch with his left hand at Wilson's face.
Wilson received the fist the palm of his right hand and gripped it tightly. He then reared his left hand and sent it into bob's face only for the exact scene to repeat its self as bob caught Wilson's fist with his other hand.
They kept pushing each other, trying to free their hands to keep attacking without letting go of the other's hand. And after several seconds of that, they realized that their brute strength was matched evenly, causing them to try and improvise.
They both acted at the same time, mirroring each other as they reared their heads backward, then with a loud thud, their foreheads connected, and after sparing a second to check their opponent's condition. They realized that they were both unaffected, so they let go of each other and jumped backward.
Wilson raised his finger as soon as he landed and started to unleash shigan bullets in Bob's direction. Bob saw it coming and dodged most of them while using his metallic gauntlets to deflect the ones he couldn't avoid, but one of them managed to graze his cheek, leaving a very faint red line that disappeared as soon as Bob wiped it with his thump.
"that's a neat trick you have there, but it's my turn now, punk," Bob said as he pointed his gauntlet at Wilson, and several small gun barrels came out of it right above the back of his hands and started rapidly firing bullets in Wilson direction.
Wilson used soru to avoid the first round of bullets, but he had to tank the other volley by crossing his arms in front of his face as Bob had predicted where he, will appear next and pre-fired before Wilson even arrived there.
Bob charged at Wilson while firing continuously to keep him pinned in his place, but when he was halfway there, Wilson smiled and then vanished, only to appear in front of Bob.
Wilson acted quickly and gripped Bob outstretched firing arm from the wrist, and even though Bob tried to retract his arm, he was too late. And now he can do nothing but watch as Wilson uppercuted him ten meters high into the air then followed him with geppo.
It took Wilson two geppo steps to position himself right above bob, and once he was there, he brought his arms together, and with a mighty blow to Bob's stomach, he sent him crashing into the ground.
Wilson, however, didn't think that was enough as he morphed into his gorilla point and then launched himself at the ground with a geppo step.
He crossed his arms in front of his head, which was now facing the ground as he continuously used geppo steps to increase his speed, but Halfway through, his body ignited in red flames, and he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"meteor strike."
Wilson impacted the ground with a thundering explosion as dust, debris, and flames started to fly everywhere. Wilson soon became visible for us to see, but he was in a very tattered state, and Bob was standing in front of him, not looking much better himself.
"How the hell did you avoid my attack like that? no, more importantly, how did you land a hit on me in that position after you dodged?" Wilson asked in amazement as he pointed his finger at Bob.
"it's a little technique called life return," Bob said as he dusted himself. " it allows me to manipulate my body's shape to a certain extent. I just tilted my body mass to the left to avoid being direct with that dangerous move of yours, then extended my arms and hit you after I went flying because of the impact," he concluded as a smile, still dusting his clothes.
"well, it won't save you again," Wilson said as he lowered his stance and swung his four arms backward, igniting them in flame.
"We shall see, punk," Bob remarked as he lowered while cracking his knuckles and his gauntlets started to emit blue arks of electricity.
They charged each other again, and my eyes widened in shock. "Laffite, help me stop these two idiots before they kill each other. You stop Bob, and I'll stop Winston," I said and then vanished quickly without waiting for a response.
I appeared at Wilson's left side and caught one of his arms, then spun him a couple of times and sent him flying into the cliff's face.
Laffite appeared behind Bob's back and caught also caught his arm right above his gauntlet. He then brought his knee to his back and pushed with all his strength to pin him down and keep him at the ground with a submission hold.
"are you idiots insane? You don't use that kind of force when sparring with your crew. You try doing that one more time, and you're both out of the crew," I said in an annoyed tone as I watched Wilson climb down from the cliff's face with a sheepish smile on his face.
"Sorry about that, johnny. I guess I got carried away," he said while rubbing the back of his head as he transformed himself back into his human form.
I looked at his apologetic face and decided to drop the matter as he seemed to be honestly regretting his stupidity.
I then looked at bob, who was already released from the submission hold that Laffite had him locked in.
"yes indeed, I got carried away as well as it's been so long since I had any real fight," Bob said after noticing me looking at him and bowed honestly.
"as long as you both understand, then it's fine, just don't do something like that again," I said with my arms crossed at my chest and paused a little to make sure my words sink in.
"at any rate, I believe this test is over, and I don't have any problems with bob joining the crew. If anyone has an objection, however, then say it now," I remarked as I looked at each one of my companion's faces.
"no objections then. Well, no one seems to have any objections about you joining us, so how about it, old man, do you want to join?" I said as I looked at Bob, who was now twirling his mustache in thought.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt to join, but I am a cook, and so I would prefer not to fight unless absolutely necessary," he concluded after several seconds of silence as he extended one of his hands in my direction.
"Welcome to the crew, Bob," I said as I shook his hands with a smile on my face.