Because navigators are often shrouded in a mysterious aura, they usually have high prestige among the crew. On some pirate ships, there are even phenomena where the navigator's status is equal to or even surpassed by the captain. By the way: The protagonist of the Pirates of the Caribbean series: Jack Sparrow is not only the captain, but also a very, very good navigator. This can be seen from the fact that he can successfully find the fountain of youth, so his captain status cannot be ignored. shake. In Plus 4, even though he was forced to board Blackbeard's ship, he was able to successfully cause a riot because of his status as the navigator.
Obviously, on this Bell and Wineglass, the navigator, Mr. Charles, is very capable, but he is also a restless guy, and he cannot be separated from the pirate ship. So the captain very cleverly pushed out his confidant Scar Henry to fight with him, while he stood aloof from the outside world and sidelined the fight as a bystander. Scar Henry asked him to come aboard, and he probably didn't have any good intentions. He probably weakened the idea of Charles' subordinates—it didn't matter if he died, and it would be a surprise to be alive.
But at this moment, Fang Sheyan doesn't mind being a knife in someone else's hands. Because on the way to the Bell and Wineglass, it can be clearly seen that the pirate ships recruiting manpower are far inferior to the Bell and Wineglass in terms of size and scale. If he backed down under such circumstances, it would undoubtedly be tantamount to throwing away everything for Sheyan. A great opportunity is lost for the sake of possible danger.
So after hearing what Xia Er said, Sheyan immediately stood up, took a very steady step forward, put his left hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and said forcefully:
"Sailor Rock from the East is willing to accept the test of the Bell and Wineglass!"
Charles looked at Fang Senyan, then with a gloomy face, he cast his eyes on the boatswain next to him. Boatswain Calon is a one-eyed dragon, wearing a tunic with wide sleeves that is too dirty to see his true colors, and a linen vest on the outside, with a light bayonet sword popular in the Latin Sea around his waist. Facing Shire's hint, Caron raised his chin to his confidant Gert, and this black man with his upper body bare and pigtails all stood up.
For the sake of prudence, Fang Senyan immediately activated his insight ability and obtained Gert's information.
Messy Gert
bell and chalice sailor
Height 6 feet 4 inches (1.98 meters), weight 108KG
Strength 6 points
Dexterity 4 points
Physical strength 5 points
Perception 7 points
Charm 5 points
Intelligence 5 points
Spirit 5 points
Basic melee LV2, basic stamina LV1, basic far combat LV1
Gert approached Fang Sheyan very arrogantly, raised his thick lips contemptuously, met his protesting face for a while, then stepped back, pulled out the sharp knife at his waist and licked it, arrogantly shouted:
"COMEON, child, I will help you bleed!"
Fang Sheyan was silent, and when Charles raised his hand and was about to signal the start, he suddenly said loudly:
"slow!"
A sarcasm immediately appeared on Charles's face, and even Scar Henry was a little irritable, wondering if this guy is really a silver pewter with an unreliable tip and wants to be soft-footed in battle? The surrounding pirates laughed wildly and cursed, but Sheyan said flatly:
"In our east, once a duel with weapons is used, someone's life will be sacrificed to the sky. If I die, of course I have nothing to say. What should I say if he dies?"
Sheyan's words were like a gust of cold wind blowing past, causing everyone to shiver. Scar Henry was certain in his heart, he laughed and said:
"Gert, did you hear that, if you are afraid of death, go down quickly."
Gert was a desperado too—who doesn't hang his head in his belt after a promising career as a pirate? With a strange cry, he raised the knife and stabbed Fang Sheyan in the chest.
Sheyan stretched out his hand and grabbed the common Viking dagger!
Bright red blood immediately flowed down the sharp edge, but don't forget that Sheyan is in the nightmare world at this time, and his innate ability of tenacity has been activated!
"You have received 35 points of damage, your innate ability tenacity has played a role, and the actual damage you have received is 10 points!"
Gert let out a strange cry, and suddenly wanted to draw back the dagger, but found that the dagger seemed to be welded into the steel, motionless!
Sheyan's eyes suddenly flashed like burning, he took a step forward, leaned over, shoulders down, rushed forward, and slammed into Gert's abdomen!
Gert's face turned blue all of a sudden, anyone's stomach was hit like this, the first physiological reaction would be severe nausea, followed by indescribable pain. But Fang Sheyan didn't intend to stop at all, he raised his hands flat and bent his elbows to sweep across, hitting his left and right temples hard. Then he swiftly walked behind him with a sliding step, and a princess hugged the guy horizontally, and then aimed at his bent right knee and fell down heavily!
Fang Senyan's movements were clear, concise, and crisp. It felt like Gert was folding a stool in his hands, and it was folded up in threes and fives. It's just that the stool can be opened after being folded up, but when a person is folded up forcibly and the back of the head touches the heel, it is destined to have a tragic ending.
There was a clear bone cracking sound of "click" and a miserable scream, but Fang Senyan's expression was as cold as granite. He deeply knew that in front of these ferocious pirates, only being more ferocious than them can make them fear and tolerate. And kindness can only make people the object of being bullied! He threw away Gert, who looked like a puddle of mud, and cursed in his heart that the poor man didn't drop anything. He shook off the blood flowing down his palm, and said nonchalantly:
"Next."
The surrounding pirates looked at each other in blank dismay, Sheyan's ferocity had a very obvious effect. There was an inexplicable fear in their eyes. For this group of pirates, since they did this business, they naturally had to put their heads on their belts, but no one was willing to do such a desperate effort without the slightest benefit. At this time, not only was Charles' face extremely ugly, but even Scar Henry's smile was a little dry. His purpose was just to frustrate Charles' prestige, but he didn't expect that Sailor Rock would be so vicious! At this time, such an embarrassing situation has arisen.
Charles' face changed a few times, and he was about to speak when a person rushed out of the cabin. He is also a black man with thick lips and no hair on his head. He looks clean and bright in the sun. It is obvious that this guy's legs are very long and he has a pair of fierce triangular eyes. He directly Seeing Gert's completely distorted corpse on the ground, he threw himself on it and burst into tears! After a while, he straightened up, looked at Sheyan viciously and said:
"You did it?"
Sheyan said indifferently:
"I'm sorry for the miss in the fair duel just now."
The black man tore off the necklace around his neck. Looking carefully at the necklace, it turned out to be made of human teeth mixed with ropes twisted one by one, and then threw it in front of Fang Sheyan, scattered all over the deck, Then he said viciously:
"I'm also sorry for my next miss."
Fang Sheyan's face changed suddenly, he was not afraid of this guy's attack, but he had already received a reminder from the nightmare mark:
"You have just suffered the curse of Voodoo (Black Snake Bite LV1), your personal basic attributes will be temporarily randomly drawn and blessed to the enemy."
"Random drawing..."
"You reduce a little spirit value, and this point of spirit value will be blessed to the enemy!"
Scar Henry sighed slightly, and then shouted loudly:
"The second trial begins! Rock from the mysterious East VS our Jamaican executioner/mate boatswain: Wari Warika!"
At this time, the setting sun was thick, burning the sunset glow in the sky as if it had been smeared with blood. The surface of the sea is also shimmering and sparkling. The two faced each other far away, and there was no one else besides them. On this deck, it was not the referee who decided the outcome, but life...or death. In the end, the one who could stand alive on the stage was the winner. After a few seconds of stalemate, Fang Sheyan stood still, and Wari Warika bent down with incomparable vigor, pulled out a sharp hatchet from his waist, and approached slowly.
His walking steps are very strange, as if the ground under his feet is very smooth, and he must walk forward, giving people the illusion of floating. This kind of footwork originated from those primitive black tribes after celebrating their victory. The dance, known as the dance of hunting, was derived to later generations as the famous Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, which is famous all over the world for its weirdness and unpredictability.
Suddenly, Wari Warika uttered an incomparably shrill and strange cry, which made everyone's eardrums ache. His feet staggered and slipped, and the steps under his feet had become bigger. Stop throwing from left hand to right hand, and then from right hand to left hand! He looked aggressive, but the steps under his feet were quite vain, drawing arcs one after another. In essence, he took a step forward and then took half a step back. If Fang Senyan took advantage of the momentum to attack fiercely, the Jamaican who was prepared could naturally take advantage of the momentum to retreat, consuming the opponent's physical strength to fight well.
The muscles on Fang Sheyan's face twitched slightly. At this time, he had quite a lot of combat experience. He could see clearly the intentions of the guy named Wari Warika in front of him, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes. , accelerated and aimed at this fierce Jamaican and charged straight up!