Putting away his empty musket, Elvin raised his longsword and charged forward. His longsword turned into a bolt of silver lightning as he slashed at Cruulu's neck.
Clang!
Cruulu, who was still rolling on the ground, raised his scimitar and blocked the fatal strike at the critical moment. However, he was sent flying by the immense force. He rolled until he hit the bulwark before coming to a stop.
Bang!
Even with his outstanding physique, the collision left him dizzy and his leg bleeding profusely.
With reddened eyes, Cruulu gritted his teeth and stood up slowly. He never thought that he would be sent to hell in the blink of an eye while he was still planning his wonderful life as a pirate captain.
When he saw Elvin walking towards him, he spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
"Despicable!"
However, he no longer had the chance to seek justice for himself. Footwork was more important than combat on a ship. Losing one's mobility was equivalent to losing one's life.
Facing him, Elvin raised his fang-like longsword with both hands. He raised his White Sail Swordsmanship.
Clang … Clang …
There was no suspense. After just three moves, the ambitious first mate fell on the ship he had set his sights on, Yellow Swan. Blood scattered, and his ambition ended.
It took less than two minutes. It was too ironic.
Although Yellow Swan and Blood Anchor were engaged in a chaotic battle, they immediately noticed Cruulu's fall.
Captain Joseph was overjoyed when he saw it. He had only thought highly of this young man who seemed to be a noble because of Viscount Andrea. He never expected Elvin to have such courage and strength!
Now that they had taken care of an unstoppable enemy, Yellow Swan's chances of victory had multiplied.
Blood Anchor Zach had mixed feelings. He looked like he was laughing and crying at the same time. But soon, his expression turned dark. Eliminating a mortal enemy who had been eyeing his position as captain was indeed something to be happy about, but it shouldn't have happened at this time. This was to sever Blood Anchor's roots.
The veins on his forehead throbbed. He squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.
"Damn it, where did this troublemaker come from?!"
Looking at the sailors whose morale was greatly boosted, Zach no longer wantonly charged forward. He changed his tactics and moved nimbly between the deck and the mast. He brandished his scimitar to block the attacks of several "experts" among the crew.
They were already at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. Now that they had lost an important combat force, they would have to pay a heavy price even if they could take down the merchant ship.
But even a cruel pirate like him didn't dare to blame the gods for not protecting him.
Facing an absolute disadvantage, he became ferocious. He moved nimbly, but his moves were even more brutal and tyrannical.
"Ah — Kill!"
Elvin didn't care about what they thought. He used the short break in the battle to reload his musket. For the time being, there were no pirates who had the courage to test their mettle with the deterrence of killing powerful enemies.
His Zach's scimitar, Zach, Zach, of the scend of the scimitar, and Zach of his scimitar. Zach, Zach's scimitar.
Following which, he brandished his scimitar and charged towards Captain Joseph. His motive was obvious. As long as he beheaded the captain, all the sailors on the ship could only wait to be harvested by him.
"Captain Joseph, hold on. I'll help you!"
Although Elvin shouted and attracted Zach's attention, he didn't attack him directly.
Instead, he began to kill the pirates nearby, freeing up more and more of the Yellow Swan's crew. They followed behind him and formed a torrent. Then, they steadily moved toward the bow of the ship.
Based on their positions, it could be seen that Captain Blood Anchor was more capable than the first mate. The more he couldn't underestimate his enemy, the more he couldn't afford to be careless. Now that he had the upper hand, Blood Anchor should be the one who was anxious!
Zach saw that the number of crew members following Elvin was increasing. The strategy he had set when he first boarded the ship was gradually losing control. The pirates under him who were more adept at fighting alone were retreating in defeat. They were losing members at an unprecedented rate.
However, he was unable to kill his way into the vicinity of the merchant ship's captain who was surrounded by a large number of gun-wielding crew members.
Zach knew that if he didn't make a decision, not only would he not be able to seize the ship, his Blood Anchor might not even have enough crew members to sail the ship.
At this moment, someone among the pirates suddenly shouted, "I recognize him. He's the pretty boy who blocked the crew head that night!"
"That's right. It's him! I recognize him too. "
The remaining pirates on the ship slowly gathered around Zach. Immediately, someone who had participated in the siege with Billy The Bear on the city wall recognized Elvin.
"It's you?!"
Zach felt his blood rushing to his head. The veins on his forehead were throbbing and about to explode.
Ever since he fled to the waters near Leopold, his bad luck started to crumble on that night. The fall of Billy The Bear was like the straw that broke the camel's back. He was constantly exhausted from running for his life. Besieged both internally and externally, his losses were even more disastrous!
Now that he saw the main culprit, how could he not be angry?
He didn't have to seize the merchant ship today, but this brat had to die!
Elvin still didn't know that his charm in the crowd was so outstanding that he had firmly attracted Blood Anchor Zach's hatred. The moment Blood Anchor looked over, he seemed to have sensed something. He met Zach's pair of angry eyes that seemed to want to devour him.
Without waiting for Elvin to return his glance, Blood Anchor Zach had already separated himself from the main group of pirates and pounced on him like an angry lion.
"Die for me!!!"
"Ding!"
The sword and blade clashed, but the outcome was far beyond everyone's expectations.
Elvin's body didn't move an inch, but Blood Anchor Zach, the attacker, was forced to retreat three steps!
Not only were the two parties surprised, but even Elvin didn't understand. As the pirate boss, shouldn't you be the strongest? Why did you give people the feeling that you couldn't even compare to the first mate who had just been killed?
At this moment, Elvin finally had the opportunity to look at his opponent. Long boots, tight pants, a double-breasted jacket paired with a blood-red cloak. Clearly, he was deliberately imitating the attire of a noble. However, his pale complexion and excessively thin body made him look nothing like a powerhouse.
"Could it be … a trick?" Elvin, who was inexperienced in fighting pirates, hesitated for a moment before giving Blood Anchor Zach a chance.
Amidst the startled cries of the pirates behind him, Zach took out a small metal bottle from his waist, pulled out the cork, and drank the blood-red liquid inside in one gulp.
"It's God's Blood!"
"Long live the captain, kid, you're dead for sure, hahaha …"
The pirates of Blood Anchor clearly knew what this was. While they cheered and applauded, they slowly retreated, distancing themselves from their captain.
It was visible to the naked eye.
Zach's aura instantly underwent an earth-shattering change. His thin body seemed to inflate and become as strong as an ox. His pale skin turned blood red, and the most frightening thing was that between his mouth and nose, wisps of blood-red aura were constantly twisting and spitting out like small snakes. It was exceptionally evil.
"Kekeke, feel the power of God!"
Before he finished speaking, Zach had already rushed in front of Elvin. He raised his sword and swept across, his speed almost half of his original.
"Clang!"
Holding his sword with both hands, Elvin used his strong sword to block the incoming blade, but he was also slightly shaken back half a step. He was surprised. A mere bottle of inexplicable potion had actually allowed Zach to instantly possess the power of a peak Novice Knight.
Sure enough, was this the trump card that allowed him to suppress the first mate?
Elvin subconsciously wanted to retreat and wait for his Data Analyzing Vision to collect the opponent's data before fighting again. But he was stopped by a valiant spirit in his heart!
Ever since he activated Data Analyzing Vision, he had become accustomed to obtaining detailed information about his opponent, whether it was during training or hunting.
This was nothing. Previously, whether it was Billy The Bear or First Mate Clulu, they were easily beheaded by Elvin when he had precise information.
But as a Knight, he could never put himself in the position of a hunter like a hunter. Because on the tangled and complicated battlefield, you could never expect the situation to always be under your control, nor could you expect the enemy to always be weaker than you.
In addition to being able to predict the enemy's movements, a Knight also needed to have a tenacious will that would never admit defeat, and the courage to face a strong enemy head-on!
Therefore, Elvin did not want to retreat.
The way he breathed quietly changed, as if there was a wisp of power gushing out from all parts of his body like a breeze. The longsword in his hand drooped slightly, and Elvin had quietly activated a new state.
Secret Inheritance of White Fan Swordsmanship [Profound]:
"Sword Form: Floating Boat!!!"
His feet moved, as if he was stepping on a small boat floating on the water. His body moved as smoothly as moving clouds and flowing water. In the blink of an eye, he had already attacked three times. The bright sword shadows emitted an ear-piercing sound as they respectively attacked Zach's head, chest, and abdomen.
This was the true essence of White Fan Swordsmanship after reaching the Proficient level. Different schools had different names, such as "Sword Form", "Secret Inheritance of Swordsmanship", and "Profound".
"Floating Boat" emphasized that the user was like a boat, and the enemy was like a raging wave. It could move at will and never fall. This was also the foundation of a series of extended techniques of White Fan Swordsmanship.
This was also the essence of Elvin's swordsmanship after reaching the Proficient level in two years!
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