Chapter 49

: Pirate’s Test
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Because the navigator was often shrouded with a mysterious ring of light, their prestige was normally high amongst the crew. On some pirate ships, there were even navigators who had an equal standing or even surpassing the status of their captains. The Pirates of the Caribbean series leading man, Jack Sparrow, apart from being a captain, he was also acclaimed as an outstanding navigator. This can be seen easily through his successful attempt in finding the Fountain of Youth, his captain status was solidified. In the 4th movie, although he was forced onto Blackbeard’s ship, he was able to inspire a mutiny because of his navigator’s status.
Upon this Bell and Mug ship, the navigator Mr Xiaer was extremely influential and was a uncontested and cautious person. However, he was essential on this pirate ship, therefore, the captain very intelligently placed his own trusted comrade, Scarface Harry, to contain him while he observed at the side as a spectator.
At this moment, Sheyan was not willing to continue to be used as a political tool. Because enroute to this Bell and Mug ship, he could clearly see that the recruitment of other crews, regardless of large or smaller ships, greatly paled in comparison to the Bell and Mug. If he cowered back under such circumstances, then Sheyan would be neglecting the root and pursuing the tip. It would be choosing to survive in a dangerous situation and forgoing on an excellent opportunity.
(TN: Chinese idiom, it means neglecting the fundamentals and concentrating too much on the details).
Therefore, after hearing Xiaer’s words, Sheyan immediately took a firm step forward. Placing his left hand on his chest, he slightly bowed and firmly spoke out.

Seaman Yan from the East, willing to take on the Bell and Mug’s test!

Xiaer looked at Sheyan, his expression had sunk as he fixed his gaze towards the nearby crew head. Crew Head Cuaron was a one-eyed man, he was wearing a filthy and greasy shirt, and had a linen sleeveless jacket on top of it. Strapped to his waist was a latin designed light sword. Understanding Xiaer’s signal, Cuaron then raised his chin towards his trusted aide. A bare body black man with lots of dreadlocks then stood forward.
Being cautious, Sheyan instantly activated his insight ability, and received the following information.
[ Messy Hair Gates ]
[ Bell and Mug pirate ]
[ Height: 6 feet 4 inches (1.98 m) ]
[ Weight: 108 kg ]
[ Strength: 6 points ]
[ Agility: 4 points ]
[ Physique: 5 points ]
[ Perceptive sense: 7 points ]
[ Charm: 5 points ]
[ Intelligence: 5 points ]
[ Spirit: 5 points ]
[ Basic close combat lvl 2, basic endurance lvl 1, basic long range combat lvl 1 ]
Gates stood arrogantly against Sheyan. He pouted his lips in contempt and finally stepped backwards after demonstrating his ‘ready to battle’ face. Brandishing his sharp dagger, he raised his voice and shouted out.

Come on kid, I’ll bathe you in your blood!

Sheyan remained silent, raising his hand towards Xiaer and abruptly exclaimed.

Wait!

Xiaer had a mocking expression on his face, even Scarface Harry was slightly frustrated, he was worried that Sheyan was actually one who talked more than he acted; was he going to back out at the last minute? The surrounding pirates jeered and laughed, instead, Sheyan spoke softly.

In the east, once we have a duel with weapons, there will definitely be life sacrificed to the heavens. If I die I shall have nothing to say, but what if he dies?

Sheyan’s words were like a gust of cold wind, as if turning the field into a frozen field. Scarface Harry burst out laughing and mocked.

Gates, did you hear that? If you’re afraid of death, then hurry up and step back.

Gates was a fugitive, after turning to piracy as a professional career, he thought with his other head inside his pants. Giving out a roar, he raise his dagger and thrusted it at Sheyan.
Instead, Sheyan unexpectedly reached out his hand and gripped that ordinary dagger!
Fresh blood flowed down the dagger smoothly, but do not forget, Sheyan was currently in the nightmare world, his innate ability ‘Endurance’ had been activated.
[ You received 35 points of attack damage, your innate ability endurance activated, your damage sustained is 10 points. ]
Gates roared out loud; wanting to pull back his dagger, he realized his dagger was instead stuck firmly in place, and not moving one bit!
Sheyan’s gaze blazed as he stepped forward. Then, bending his body and submerging his shoulders, he charged forward and heavily knocked against Gates’ abdomen!
Gate’s face turned pale. The first reaction of anyone who got struck like that, would be to get a violet nauseous feeling, followed by unexplainable pain. Sheyan had no intentions of showing restraint, as he swung his elbows forward to heavily attack Gate’s temples simultaneously. Then, he nimbly slid around his back; hugging him like a princess would to her prince, Sheyan raised his right knee and heavily smashed against him!
Sheyan’s action were precise, simple and agile; leaving Gates like a foldable stool, folding up after a series of moves. Except, a foldable chair could still be reopened, instead, a person who had been smashed at the back of his head would end up in a pathetic tragedy.

Crkk!
A clear crisp crackling sound of bones shattering followed by a miserable wailing arose. However, Sheyan’s face remained as grim as a rock. He deeply knew that in front of these vicious pirates, he needed to be more vicious to earn their respect. Showing empathy and kindness would definitely be frowned upon!
Thus, Sheyan casually threw Gates aside like mud, before releasing an aggressive groan and signalling in contempt with his bloodied hands. Undaunted, he exclaimed.

Next.

The surrounding pirates glanced at each other in dismay, Sheyan’s viciousness obviously had bore fruits. To these pirates, volunteering would mean placing their brains on their pants (chinese idiom meaning they could lose their time anytime). Since there wasn’t a benefit to gain in sacrificing their lives, none was willing to step up.
At present, Xiaer’s expression became exceedingly ugly, even Scarface Harry’s smile had turned dry. His earlier aim was to bring Xiaer’s arrogance down, but never expected this Seaman Yan to actually be so vicious! Therefore, he had a really awkward expression as though he had accidentally released a wild beast.
Xiaer’s face twitched and was about to speak up when a person hurriedly stepped forward. He was a black man with thick lips, however, he had no hair on his head as the sunrays brightly shone onto it. His legs were extraordinarily long, and he had a pair of maliciously flickering triangular eyes.
He immediately fixated his gaze onto the motionless body while simultaneously crying out loud! After a short moment, he straightened up before glaring cruelly at Sheyan and questioned.

Is it you?

Sheyan coldly replied.

Regarding the fair duel I miscalculated, I humbly apologize.

The black man ripped out the necklace on his neck. This necklace was weaved with a human tooth and thick strands of hair. Tossing it directly as it slid in front of Sheyan, he angrily proclaimed.

Regarding my following miscalculation, I humbly apologize.

Sheyan’s expression changed, he wasn’t afraid of this guy’s assault but was actually affected by the nightmare imprint’s notification.
[ You just received a voodoo curse (black serpent’s bite lvl 1), 1 point will be randomly deducted from one of your basic attributes and converted to your enemy’s side ]
[ Randomly deducting…. ]
[ You have been deducted 1 point in spirit, that point will be attributed to your opponent! ]
Scarface Harry heaved a sigh of relief and loudly called out.

Second round of test begin! Originating from the mysterious East, Yan versus our Jamaican broker and crew head: Waliwalika!

Currently the sun was setting as the dense scenery reflected a blazing red against the sky. The gleaming waves glistened in the sea as the crystalline water dazzled. In the remote distance, two guys circled each other on deck, deciding a victor meant either life…..or death. The last one standing will be the undisputed winner. Sheyan stood calmly still while Waliwalika took a low stance by bending his body, before reaching out for a short hatchet from his waist.
His manner of footwork was strange, it was as though the floor beneath was extremely slippery and he needed to tiptoe around; giving one an illusion of floating around. This sort of footwork originated from the celebration victory dance of the primitive tribes also known as Hunting Dance steps. Giving rise to the later known Brazilian Jiujitsu, which became famous throughout the world.
Waliwalika let loose a mournful shriek, causing all surrounding ears to shrivel in pain. His feet slid around, as his footsteps greatly widened up. Constantly switching his hatchet between his left and right hand, he looked overbearing yet his steps were devoid of weight; arching forward and backwards as he teased his opponent. Whenever Sheyan advanced, the prepared Jamaican would very naturally retreat, as he playfully toyed and consumed his opponent’s stamina.
Sheyan’s face faintly twitched, he had racked up immense battle experiences so far. In front of him, the actions of this brute, Waliwalika, were as bright as daylight. His face leaked out a teasing expression. Suddenly, Sheyan surged forward fiercely with great speed towards the Jamaican!