Because navigators were often shrouded in a mysterious aura, they usually had high prestige amongst the crew. On some pirate ships, the navigator's position was even higher than the captain's. By the way, the main character of the Pirates of the Caribbean series, Jack Sparrow, is not only a captain, but also a very, very excellent navigator. This can be seen from his success in finding the Fountain of Youth, so his position as a captain is unshakable. In + 4, even though he was forced to board Blackbeard's ship, he was still able to successfully incite a riot because of his navigator status.
Obviously on this Bell and Mug, this navigator Mr Xiaer's ability was very strong, but he was also a person who did not know his place. Unfortunately, the pirate ship could not do without him. Therefore, the captain very cleverly pushed out his trusted aide Scarface Harry to compete with him, while he stood aloof from the outside world, using his status as a spectator. Scarface Harry inviting him onto the ship, most likely did not have any good intentions, it was most likely to weaken Xiaer's underlings. It did not matter if he died, being able to live was already a pleasant surprise.
But at this moment, Sheyan did not mind being the knife in someone else's hand. This was because on the way to the Bell and Mug, one could clearly see that the other pirate ships, regardless of size, were all far inferior to the Bell and Mug. If he were to shrink back in this situation, then Sheyan would be neglecting the essentials and pursuing the trifles. For the sake of a possible danger, he would be giving up a great opportunity.
Therefore, after hearing Xiaer's words, Sheyan immediately stood up, steadily taking a step forward, using his left hand to support his waist as he slightly bowed, unyieldingly saying:
"Seaman Yan from the East, is willing to accept the test of the Bell and Mug! “
Xiaer glanced at Sheyan, then with a gloomy expression he cast his gaze towards the crew head. Crew head Cuaron was a one-eyed man, inside he wore a dirty wide sleeved shirt, on the outside he wore a linen waistcoat, on his waist was a light sword popular in the Latin Sea. Hearing Xiaer's hint, Cuaron gestured towards his trusted aide Gert, this half naked black man with a head full of pigtails stood up.
For the sake of caution, Sheyan immediately activated his insight ability, obtaining Gert's information.
Messy hair Gert
Sailors of the Bell and Mug
Height: 6 ft 4 in (1.98 m), weight: 108 kg
Strength 6 points
Dexterity 4 points
Physique 5 points
Perception 7
Charm 5 points
Intelligence 5 points
Spirit 5 points
Basic Close Combat LV2, Basic Endurance LV1, Basic Ranged Combat LV1
Groat arrogantly forced his way in front of Sheyan, his thick lips curled up in disdain as he stared at Sheyan's face for a while before retreating. He pulled out a sharp knife from his waist and licked it, arrogantly calling out.
"Come on, child, I'll help you bleed! “
Just as Charles raised his hand and was about to signal to begin, Sheyan suddenly shouted, "Let's go.
"Wait! “
Xia Er's face immediately exposed a mocking expression, even Scarface Harry was a little irritated. He thought to himself, could it be that this guy was really a pewter spear head that couldn't be relied on? The surrounding pirates roared with laughter and cursed. Instead, Sheyan calmly replied.
"In the East, once weapons are used in a duel, someone's life will be sacrificed to the sky. If I were to die, of course I would have nothing to say. But if he were to die, what would I say? “
Sheyan's words were like a gust of cold wind, causing everyone to shiver. Scarface Harry's heart calmed down, he laughed and said.
"Groat, did you hear that. If you're afraid of death then hurry up and get down. “
Gert was also a fugitive. After becoming a pirate with such a promising career, who didn't risk their lives for the sake of it? He screamed, raising his knife and thrusting towards Sheyan's chest.
Sheyan stretched out his hand and grabbed the commonly seen viking dagger!
Fresh blood immediately flowed down the sharp edge of the dagger. But don't forget, Sheyan was currently in the nightmare world, his innate ability 'Endurance' had been activated!
"You received 35 points of damage, your innate ability 'Endurance' activated, you received 10 points of damage! “
Groat screamed, he wanted to retract his dagger but discovered that the dagger seemed to be welded to steel, it didn't budge an inch!
Sheyan's eyes suddenly flashed, he took a step forward, bent down, lowered his shoulders and charged forward, ferociously slamming into Groat's abdomen!
Groat's face turned green, if anyone's stomach was struck like this, the first reaction would be intense nausea, followed by an indescribable pain. But Sheyan had no intention of stopping, he raised both hands and swept his elbow, heavily striking Groat's temples. Then, he nimbly slid behind him and lifted him up in a princess carry. Then, he aimed at his bent right knee and slammed him down heavily!
Sheyan's movements were clear, concise and agile, Groat was like a folding stool in his hands, in a few moves he folded it up. It was just that the stool could still be opened after being folded. However, when a person was forcefully folded so that the back of his head touched his heel, he was destined to have a tragic ending.
"Kacha!" A clear bone cracking sound followed by a mournful scream rang out, but Sheyan's expression was as cold as granite. He deeply understood, in front of these savage pirates, only by being more savage than them, would they revere him. Leniency and benevolence would only cause him to become the target of humiliation! He casually tossed aside the pile of mud like Groat, silently cursing in his heart that nothing dropped. He shook off the fresh blood on his palm, nonchalantly saying.
"Next."
The surrounding pirates glanced at each other, Sheyan's savagery had an obvious effect. Their eyes revealed an indescribable fear. To this group of pirates, since they were in this line of work, they naturally had to risk their lives. But to risk their lives like this without any benefits, not a single one of them was willing to do it. At present, not only was Xiaer's expression incomparably ugly, even Scarface Harry's smile was a little dry. His aim was only to dampen Xiaer's prestige, but he didn't expect Seaman Yan to be so vicious! Right now, it had actually resulted in an awkward situation of riding a tiger and not being able to get off.
Xiaer's expression fluctuated several times, just as he was about to speak, a person hastily rushed out from the cabin. He was also a black man, his lips were thick, and his head was bald, shining brightly under the sunlight. One could clearly feel that this guy's legs were especially long, with a pair of ominous glinting eyes. He directly saw Groat's twisted corpse on the floor, and instantly threw himself onto it as he bawled out loud! After a while, he straightened up, glaring fiercely at Sheyan.
"You did it?"
Sheyan coldly replied.
"Regarding my mistake in a fair duel, I'm very sorry."
The black man tore off the necklace on his neck. Upon closer inspection, the necklace was actually made from a string made from human teeth and hair. The black man then tossed the necklace in front of Sheyan, causing it to scatter all over the deck. The black man then viciously shouted.
"Regarding my mistake, I'm very sorry."
Sheyan's expression instantly changed, he wasn't afraid of this guy's attack, but he had already received a notification from his nightmare imprint.
"You just received a voodoo curse (Black Serpent Bite lvl 1), your basic attributes will be randomly selected and added to your enemy."
"Randomly selecting … …"
"You have reduced 1 point of Spirit. This point of Spirit will be added to the enemy!"
Scarface Harry faintly sighed, before shouting out loudly.
"The second trial begins! From the mysterious east, Yan vs our Jamaican Executioner Deputy Boatswain: Waliwalika! "
At present, the sun was setting, the sunset glow on the horizon was like a smear of fresh blood. The surface of the sea was also rippling, sparkling and dazzling. The two of them faced each other, apart from them there was no one else. On this deck, the deciding factor wasn't the judge, but life … … or death. The one who could stand on stage alive, would be the winner. After a few seconds of stalemate, Sheyan stood motionless. Waliwalika had already bent his body, pulling out a short axe from his waist as he slowly advanced.
The way he walked was very strange. It was as if the ground under his feet was very smooth and he had to move forward, giving people the illusion that he was floating. This kind of footwork originated from the dance of the primitive black tribes after they celebrated their victory. It was called the Dance of the Hunter, and it was derived from the famous Brazilian Jiu Jitsu in the later generations. It was famous for being strange and unpredictable.
Suddenly, Waliwalika released a mournful shriek, causing everyone's eardrums to ache. His footsteps intertwined, as his footsteps became larger. The short axe in his hand continuously flung from his left hand to his right hand, then from his right hand to his left hand! He seemed to be aggressive, but his steps were rather superficial. He drew an arc in the air, but in reality, he was taking half a step back every time he took a step forward. If Sheyan took advantage of the situation to attack, then the Jamaican would naturally retreat, exhausting his opponent's stamina before engaging in a skirmish battle.
Sheyan's face twitched slightly, his current battle experience was plentiful, the intentions of this Waliwalika was as clear as day in his eyes. His eyes leaked out a trace of mockery, as he accelerated towards this swift and fierce Jamaican!
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Sanjiang Ticket, I'm already within two digits!!! It was extremely urgent!
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