The fastest updates and the most complete selection of novels belong to the Novel Website. Fang Senyan’s physical stamina was already at seventeen points. Furthermore, currently aboard the Flying Dutchman, his hidden title, “Pirate Captain,” was providing a boost, raising his strength to fourteen points, which in turn brought his total stamina to nineteen! With the passive ability of the Black Obsidian Fossil Anchor fully triggered, Fang Senyan’s stamina had reached a terrifying twenty-nine points. This level of stats even surpassed some powerful plot characters in this world! Therefore, even when the contractor before him activated his own ability during his second shot, and Fang Senyan took the hit almost entirely head-on, he only lost less than seventy points of health!
Just as Fang Senyan was about to deliver a fatal blow to this contractor, the cabin door beside him was violently smashed open with a loud crash. Two cutlasses swung out in a cross pattern; the solid wooden door seemed as fragile as paper, shattering into flying splinters that hit the adjacent bulkhead with sharp pats, showing the immense power contained within those two blades. ()
Fang Senyan let out a cold laugh. If he had truly tried to dodge the bullets of the Uzi submachine gun by colliding with that cabin door earlier, he would have been met by these two vicious slashes. This trap looked simple and singular, yet it perfectly calculated the instinctive reactions of most people during sudden chaos! It displayed an extremely precise grasp of human nature and psychology. If Fang Senyan were not someone who became calmer the more critical the situation became, he truly would have fallen into their snare.
Abandoning the tempting thought of delivering another heavy blow to the unlucky fellow in front of him, Fang Senyan turned and fled. As he left, he deliberately stomped hard on the gunman’s right palm, grinding his heel in twice. The man immediately let out a shrill scream. Although the two individuals behind him, wielding cutlasses, rushed forward with furious energy, their Agility scores were clearly lower than Fang Senyan’s, so they could only watch as the distance between them grew wider.
It was evident that if they couldn't intercept Fang Senyan in the short term, they would inevitably face his potent retaliation. This was because Fang Senyan held another identity: the Third Mate of the Flying Dutchman! His reputation among the pirates had reached an abnormal level of Respect! If a pirate plot character happened upon this scene, he would naturally assist the Third Mate of his own ship, and publicly, he would also have an obligation to aid Fang Senyan, a companion of some renown!
The person who orchestrated this setup had clearly anticipated the possibility of unforeseen circumstances. Thus, they had included a safety line in the plan.
This safety line was one person.
An exceptionally tall man stood waiting for Fang Senyan at the turn!
The largest size of pirate attire hung on this man, his limbs oddly elongated, making it look as though a man of normal age was wearing clothes meant for a twelve or thirteen-year-old. This man had a buzz cut, his hair standing up like steel needles, each strand rigid. He clenched his fists, his knuckles popping in a series of loud cracks, and flashed a twisted smile at Fang Senyan:
“Kid, given your satisfactory performance, Mr. Bowen has decided to mash you into a pulp first, and then squeeze out your intestines along with your filth.”
Fang Senyan did not reply; instead, a burning light appeared in his eyes. Words were undoubtedly superfluous now; he had not forgotten the two powerful enemies with cutlasses relentlessly pursuing him from behind! Thus, the battle began instantly! It was like an uncensored scene in an A-rated film—abrupt, stark, and filled with pure adrenaline!
This man, Bowen, showed a cruel grin, raising his right fist and bringing it down in a whistling arc. This punch must have incorporated his personal special ability, as a faint glow shimmered above his fist. Fang Senyan’s eyebrows shot up. He didn't dodge; instead, he looked up! Meeting the man’s gaze with his deep, seemingly burning eyes, he raised his own fist to meet the blow!
The man was tall and powerfully built, his muscles coiled. His downward punch felt like a giant sledgehammer violently striking an anvil; even if it were striking a glowing piece of red-hot steel below, it would send sparks flying everywhere!
In such a direct collision, undoubtedly, “Muscle, Power, Testosterone, and Blood” became the keywords of this engagement.
After taking the punch head-on, Fang Senyan felt a buzz in his mind, and his stomach churned. Under the ferocious recoil, he staggered backward with unsteady steps until his back hit the hard bulkhead with a loud bang. Even the surrounding bulkheads vibrated intensely!
Bowen stood firm, roaring loudly, his immense sound enveloping the area like that of a death god! Despite dominating the immediate visual, he was currently suppressing the tingling numbness spreading up his right hand—this damned Yellow Monkey was as hard as a short, thick steel spike! However, his own superior strength was absolute, and that was enough. The fellow couldn’t possibly have hardened his entire body as much as his fist!
It must be noted that Fang Senyan’s Strength stat was fourteen points, which, while clearly inferior to Bowen’s, couldn't be vastly different either! Therefore, although Fang Senyan appeared thoroughly battered, the actual damage he sustained, factoring in the reduction from “Toughness,” wasn't that severe. As Fang Senyan slammed into the bulkhead behind him, he heard the wood groan under the sudden strain. In his peripheral vision, he glimpsed the two contractors lunging forward ferociously, cutlasses raised to strike!
In that split second, Fang Senyan grunted, retracted both elbows, and forcefully drove backward! The already stressed wooden panel immediately shattered into pieces. The sharp edges of the two cutlasses carved two crossing gashes across Fang Senyan’s chest, blood instantly gushing out, the torn flesh curling back. But Fang Senyan was already falling backward in that motion, the bloody blades of the cutlasses slicing past his face less than ten centimeters away! The wind generated even lifted Fang Senyan’s hair!
Due to the excessive force, the two blades couldn't stop their momentum, striking the adjacent bulkhead with two dull thuds. Although the wielders were skilled and immediately yanked the blades free, the rhythm of their attack was naturally interrupted. Fang Senyan seized this moment of pause to roll backward, regain his footing, slip into the adjacent compartment, and slam the door shut and bolt it. The two cutlasses, which had been pursuing him relentlessly, struck the wood again with two muffled sounds, likely embedded deeply.
Fang Senyan let out a long breath. Clearly, these people on the ship were careful not to cause too much commotion, fearing the noise might attract the attention of the Flying Dutchman's pirates. Thus, this door would buy him at least ten seconds. Fang Senyan, intimately familiar with the ship’s layout, sprinted rapidly, turned sharply to the left, immediately opened a door, and entered another corridor between cabins.
The passageways on the Flying Dutchman were extremely complex, like a maze. This was a common flaw in ships of this era. During naval combat, cannon fire was often a probing tactic. This didn't mean the solid shot of the time was incapable of sinking a vessel, but rather that, apart from the transported cargo, the ship itself represented the greatest wealth. Therefore, melee combat following grappling hooks was an event that occurred in nearly every battle. Under such circumstances, designing the internal corridors like a labyrinth was undoubtedly a very wise defensive measure. When enemies were lost and confused within, those familiar with the environment could leverage the terrain advantage to defeat them piecemeal. This gradually became standard practice in warship construction.
Fang Senyan sprinted forward and rounded a corridor. He froze instantly, because the tall man, Bowen, was standing right there, emerging from the corner ahead! Their familiarity with this ship's environment was surprisingly even greater than Fang Senyan’s! Fang Senyan knew that any further delay would inevitably lead him back into the perilous situation of being surrounded, so he charged forward without hesitation!
The two figures merged and separated in an instant, only to overlap again moments later. Bowen was still the primary aggressor. Although Fang Senyan had gone through countless life-or-death trials, he quickly realized that despite likely having undergone rigorous related training, he still lacked the experience of the man before him. Spotting a subtle flaw in Fang Senyan’s defense, a fierce light flashed in Bowen’s eyes. Seizing the opening, he stepped forward, closing the distance, and unleashed a terrifying offensive!
Shoulder barge, Knee strike, Both hands reached out in a grip like an Alaskan brown bear hunting its prey! Then, lifting the opponent, whose weight was easily over 80G, he slammed him into the nearby pillar. Such violent attacks, executed with fluidity like flowing water, demonstrated a perfect balance of continuity and striking power. Bowen clearly possessed a formidable level of expertise in close-quarters combat. In front of him, Fang Senyan was almost as helpless as a small child!
The incredibly sturdy ship pillar let out a dull, heavy sound, and dust rained down from the adjacent bulkhead. However, Fang Senyan’s extremely high stamina provided powerful protection. Despite the immense pain inflicted by this series of vicious attacks, his life was not yet in jeopardy. Fang Senyan lay face down on the ground, blood flowing sluggishly from beneath him—a stark, piercing dark red, as if he had already lost consciousness. Bowen, however, viciously continued to stomp down with his foot, the sickening thud of impact painfully audible!
............ On a side note, Chapter 64 is the guaranteed second update for today. I forgot to mention it earlier. Once again, requesting recommendation votes and monthly tickets!