Chapter 1 Navigator

Because navigators are often shrouded in a mysterious aura, they usually have a high prestige among the crew. On some pirate ships, the navigator's status is even equal to or even surpasses that of the captain. By the way, the protagonist 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 ability to successfully find the Fountain of Youth, so his captain status is unshakeable. In part 4, even though he was forced onto Blackbeard's ship, he was still able to successfully incite a riot because of his identity as a navigator.

Obviously, on this *Bell and Goblet* ship, the navigator, Mr. Charles, is very capable but also a restless fellow. However, the pirate ship cannot do without him. So the captain cleverly put forward his confidant, Scarface Henry, to compete with him, while he remained detached as an observer. Scarface Henry asked me to board the ship, I'm afraid he didn't have good intentions. Most likely, he wanted to weaken Charles's subordinates—it doesn't matter if I die, it would be a surprise if I could survive.

However, at this time, Fang Senyan didn't mind being a knife in someone else's hand. Because on the way to the *Bell and Goblet*, it was obvious that the pirate ships recruiting people were far inferior to the *Bell and Goblet* in size and scale. Retracting in this situation would undoubtedly be like abandoning the fundamentals for the trivial for Fang Senyan. To give up a great opportunity for possible dangers.

So, after hearing Charles's words, Fang Senyan immediately stood up, took a very steady step forward, placed his left hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and said forcefully:

"Rock, a sailor from the East, is willing to accept the test of the *Bell and Goblet*!"

Charles looked at Fang Senyan, then cast his gloomy gaze towards the boatswain next to him. Boatswain Caron was a one-eyed dragon, wearing a dirty, unrecognizable wide-sleeved, wrist-tied shirt, and a linen vest. Around his waist was a light rapier popular in the Latin Sea. Facing Charles's hint, Caron raised his chin at his confidant, Gurt. The black man, who was bare-chested and had his head full of small braids, stood up.

For the sake of caution, Fang Senyan immediately activated his Insight ability and obtained Gurt's information.

Gurt the Rioter

*Bell and Goblet* Sailor

Height: 6 feet 4 inches (1.98 meters), Weight: 108 kg

Strength: 6

Agility: 4

Stamina: 5

Perception: 7

Charm: 5

Intelligence: 5

Spirit: 5

Basic Melee Lv2, Basic Endurance Lv1, Basic Ranged Lv1

Gurt arrogantly approached Fang Senyan, contemptuously curled his thick lips, faced him face to face for a while to demonstrate, and then retreated, pulled out the sharp knife from his waist, licked it, and嚣张叫嚣道:

"Hey, kid, I'll help you bleed a little!"

Fang Senyan remained silent. Just as Charles raised his hand, about to signal the start, he suddenly shouted loudly:

"Wait!"

Charles's face immediately showed a mocking expression, and even Scarface Henry was a little annoyed, thinking that this guy was really just a showy spearhead and was about to back down at the last moment? The surrounding pirates laughed and cursed even more wildly, but Fang Senyan said calmly:

"In our East, once weapons are used in a duel, then one person's life will be sacrificed to the sky. If I die, of course, there is nothing to say, but what if he dies?"

Fang Senyan's words were like a gust of cold wind blowing through, giving everyone a chill. Scarface Henry was certain in his heart, and laughed:

"Gurt, did you hear that? If you're afraid of death, hurry down."

Gurt was also a desperado—after taking up the promising profession of a pirate, who wasn't risking their head for a living? He screamed strangely, raised his knife, and stabbed it straight at Fang Senyan's chest.

Fang Senyan reached out and grabbed the common Viking dagger!

Bright red blood immediately flowed down the sharp blade, but don't forget that Fang Senyan was in the Nightmare World at this time, and his talent ability, Perseverance, had been activated!

"You have received 35 points of damage. Your talent ability, Perseverance, has taken effect. The actual damage you received is 10 points!"

Gurt screamed strangely, suddenly wanting to pull back the dagger, but felt that the dagger was like being welded into steel, motionless!

Fang Senyan's eyes suddenly flashed as if burning. He took a step forward, bent down, sank his shoulders, rushed forward, and slammed into Gurt's abdomen!

Gurt's face suddenly turned green. The first physiological reaction of anyone's stomach being hit like this is a violent sense of nausea, followed by indescribable pain. But Fang Senyan had no intention of stopping. He raised his hands and swept horizontally with his elbows, hitting his left and right temples hard. Then, with an agile slide, he stepped behind him, already embracing the guy in a princess carry, and then slammed him down onto his bent right knee!

Fang Senyan's movements were clear, concise, and crisp. It felt like Gurt was a folding stool in his hands, folded up in no time. It's just that the stool can be opened after being folded, but when a person is forcibly folded back so that the back of their head touches their heels, it is destined to be a tragic end.

A clear bone crack and a miserable scream rang out, 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 could make them awe, and tolerance and mercy could only make people become objects of bullying! He casually threw aside Gurt, who was like a pile of mud, cursed in his heart that the poor ghost didn't drop anything,甩了甩手掌上流淌下来的鲜血, as if nothing had happened and said:

"Next."

The surrounding pirates looked at each other. Fang Senyan's ferocity had a very obvious effect. A strange fear flowed in their eyes. For this group of pirates, since they have done this line of work, they naturally have to put their heads on their belts, but no one is willing to risk their lives like this without any benefit. At this time, not only Charles's face was extremely ugly, but even Scarface Henry's smile was a little dry. His purpose was only to frustrate Charles's prestige, but he didn't expect that this sailor Rock would be so vicious! Now he has created such an embarrassing situation that it is difficult to get off the tiger.

Charles's face changed several times. Just as he was about to speak, a person rushed out of the cabin in a hurry. He was also a black man, with thick lips and no hair on his head, which looked bright in the sun. Obviously, it could be felt that this guy's legs were particularly long, with a pair of fierce triangular eyes. He directly saw Gurt's completely twisted body on the ground, and immediately扑到了上面放声大哭了起来! After a while, he straightened up and looked at Fang Senyan fiercely and said:

"Did you do it?"

Fang Senyan said coldly:

"I am sorry for the accidental death in the fair duel just now."

The black man tore off the necklace around his neck. A closer look revealed that the necklace was actually made of human teeth mixed with hair ropes, strung together one by one, and then抛到了方森岩的面前, and scattered all over the deck, then said fiercely:

"I am also sorry for my accidental death next."

Fang Senyan's face suddenly changed. It wasn't that he was afraid of this guy's attack, but that he had already received a prompt from the Nightmare Mark:

"You have just been subjected to a voodoo curse (Black Snake Bite Lv1). One point of your personal basic attributes will be temporarily randomly drawn and added to the enemy."

"Random extraction in progress..."

"You lose one point of Spirit. This point of Spirit will be added to the enemy!"

Scarface Henry sighed slightly, and then shouted loudly:

"The second test begins! Rock from the mysterious East versus our Jamaican Executioner/Vice Boatswain: Valiwarika!"

At this time, the setting sun was strong, burning the sunset in the sky like blood. The sea was also rippling and dazzling. The two stood facing each other from a distance. Apart from that, there was no one else. On this deck, what determines the outcome is not the referee, but life...or death. The one who can stand on the stage alive in the end is the winner. After a few seconds of stalemate, Fang Senyan stood still, while Valiwarika bent down with incredible agility, pulled out a sharp short axe from his waist, and approached slowly.

His walking pace was very strange, as if the ground under his feet was very smooth and he had to move forward, giving people a floating and uncertain illusion. This step is derived from the dances of primitive black tribes celebrating victory. It is called the Hunting Dance Step. It has evolved into the famous Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, known for its weirdness and unpredictability.

Suddenly, Valiwarika let out an extremely shrill scream,震得所有的人耳膜都隐隐作痛. His feet slipped, and his steps had become larger,不停的从左手抛到右手, and then from his right hand to his left! He looked menacing, but his steps were quite weak, drawing arcs. In essence, it was a stance that would retreat half a step after advancing further. If Fang Senyan took advantage of the situation to attack, the prepared Jamaican could naturally take the opportunity to retreat,消耗对方的体力进行拿手的游斗.

The muscles on Fang Senyan's face twitched slightly. At this time, he had quite a lot of combat experience. The intention of the guy named Valiwarika in front of him was crystal clear in his eyes. A trace of ridicule appeared in his eyes, and he charged straight at the brave Jamaican!

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