Navigator: I have a double six-story house

The moment Wu Ming led a dozen or so men toward the junction of the two ships, Wang Yao's shield was already firmly planted there.

The junction is less than two meters wide, allowing only two people to pass side by side.

Wang Yao, alone, with a shield, blocked the enemy completely.

Serena took out bottles and jars from her pink handbag and threw them out.

The glass bottle shattered on this only route of attack, and the slippery liquid spread all along the way.

Several crew members at the forefront slipped and fell into the sea.

Upon seeing this, the crew members behind immediately began to leap forward to avoid slipping, and soon reached Wang Yao.

The first to rush forward was a burly man wielding a scimitar, which struck the shield, sending sparks flying.

Wang Yao didn't move an inch. He pushed back, and the edge of the shield hit the man's chest, pushing him directly into the sea.

"Next."

Wang Yao's voice, muffled behind his mask, carried a hint of excitement.

The second and third attacked in quick succession, their swords clanging as they slashed at the shield.

Wang Yao's footwork was solid, and each block was precisely timed to the moment when the opponent exerted force, and then he countered with the edge of his shield.

Su Qing crouched behind Wang Yao, the muzzle of her gun protruding from the side of her shield, her target naturally Wu Ming, the leader.

boom!

The lead bullet flew out, aiming precisely at Wu Ming's face.

The transparent shield reactivated, and the lead bullet struck it, shattered, and dissipated.

Wu Ming didn't even stop walking.

This time, Su Qing narrowed her eyes.

Sure enough, this skill isn't a one-time use ability.

"Wang Yao," Su Qing said while loading ammunition, "use that one."

Wang Yao understood immediately.

He thrust his shield forward, forcing back the two enemies in front of him, and then let out a furious roar.

"Come on! You bunch of cowards! Your leader doesn't even dare to step forward, what kind of people are you, cowering in the back!"

[Provocation launched!]

A layer of red light spread out from Wang Yao, covering everyone opposite him.

The attacking crew members visibly paused, then, as if drawn by something, all focused their attention on Wang Yao.

Even Wu Ming felt an invisible pull, urging him to focus his attention on the guy holding the shield.

But it's just "wanting" it.

Wu Ming snorted coldly, pushed off with his feet, and his body shot up.

He didn't take the frontal route.

A level nine player's physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary people. Wu Ming stepped directly onto the edge of the ship's side, used the momentum to leap over Wang Yao's head.

The wind howled, and the longsword drew a cold light in the air.

His target was always the same: the young man who was hiding behind a shield and firing a gun.

That newcomer he had previously underestimated.

Musketeer, a ranged class.

In close combat, you're a sitting duck!

Wu Ming firmly believed this.

Su Qing looked up and saw Wu Ming falling from the sky, the tip of his sword pointing directly at her throat.

He did not dodge.

To be precise, he did not dodge immediately.

Instead, he raised his musket and fired another shot at Wu Ming in the air.

boom!

The shield shattered again.

The purpose of this shot was not to kill, but to test the waters.

As Su Qing fired, he rolled to the side, the tip of the sword grazing his shoulder and embedding itself in the deck, sending splinters flying.

Wu Ming landed, drew his sword, turned around, and unleashed a second horizontal slash.

The speed is ridiculously fast.

Level 9 versus Level 4, that's a crushing defeat in terms of level.

Su Qing leaned back to dodge the sword, the wind from the sword grazing his nose and lifting a few strands of hair.

"He's definitely a pushover." Wu Ming smirked and pressed closer.

His sword was fast, accurate, and ruthless; every strike sealed off Su Qing's escape route.

Su Qing was forced to the side of the ship, with the sea right behind her.

Wu Ming stopped, the tip of his sword pointing at Su Qing's chest.

"Kid, you've really surprised me."

"A ram, a navigator—you're quite capable to have managed to get your hands on these things as a newcomer."

He took a step forward, the tip of his sword pressed against Su Qing's chest.

"But no matter how skilled you are, if your rank isn't high enough, you'll die."

Su Qing lowered her head, looking at the tip of the sword pressed against her chest.

Then he laughed.

Wu Ming frowned.

That expression is wrong. A person driven to the brink shouldn't have that expression.

A whooshing sound came from behind him, and Wu Ming instantly turned around and drew his sword to parry.

Clang!

Just as he raised his longsword, a tremendous force pressed down on him. He hadn't expected the blow to be so heavy, and his whole body was crushed, causing him to stagger and nearly fall to the ground.

He looked up and saw a long, serrated blade gleaming coldly as it pressed against his sword, while his C-grade weapon already had a nick.

Wu Ming recognized the owner of the weapon.

She was a beautiful young girl with pink hair.

Cold sweat was dripping down his forehead.

Shouldn't this be their assistant navigator?

Its attack power is that strong?!

Su Qing would never let his crew fight the other captain one-on-one; if there were to be a fight, it would be the other captain fighting both of them!

Su Qing moved her right hand.

Instead of reaching for the musket at his waist, he slid a short blade out of his sleeve.

He keenly sensed that the bald man had just blocked, rather than using that defensive skill.

It seems that skill can only defend against ranged attacks.

[C-Rank Special Equipment: Deadly Dagger]

The blade was jet black, with only the edge gleaming coldly.

Wu Ming's pupils contracted sharply, and he tried to retreat.

But Su Qing's actions were faster than his reaction.

The short blade sliced ​​upwards, slicing across Wu Ming's wrist as he held the sword.

Blood splattered out.

Wu Ming grunted, and the sword almost slipped from his hand.

Su Qing did not stop.

He pressed himself against Wu Ming, gripping the hilt of Wu Ming's sword with his left hand and stabbing him three times with his dagger in his right hand—in the ribs, abdomen, and inner thigh.

Each cut landed precisely in the gaps of the armor.

Wu Ming's health points plummeted.

He finally broke free, staggered back three steps, and looked down at the blood seeping from his body.

"You... how could a musketeer..."

"You have special equipment?!"

Su Qing flicked the blood off the dagger, her tone calm.

You answered correctly, but there's no reward.

Wu Ming's face turned ashen.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Selena swung her knife and slashed at Wu Ming's waist.

Wu Ming hurriedly parried, but his longsword was crushed by the serrated blade, making a crisp breaking sound. His waist was bitten open, and blood gushed out.

He leaned on his broken sword, his health bar almost depleted, and the edges of his vision began to darken.

But he didn't panic.

A level 9 player is not just someone with a high level.

Wu Ming gripped the broken sword tightly, and a layer of blood-red light erupted from his entire body.

Kid, I acknowledge your strength, but I'll show you that I'm not some cowardly coward who's afraid of death!

[Rank C Skill: Desperate Strike]

At the cost of all remaining health, unleash a slash that ignores defense.

This one sword strike is enough to instantly kill any player of the same level.

Moreover, he was a fragile musketeer.

The moment the sword light flashed, Wu Ming saw Su Qing's expression.

There was no fear, no panic.

Even with a hint of... pity?

The crimson sword light slashed down, striking Su Qing squarely in the chest.

then……

A layer of golden light membrane emerged from Su Qing's body, completely engulfing the sword light that was capable of destroying everything.

No harm was done.

Wu Ming's pupils dilated completely.

His desperate attack ignored defense and dealt zero damage.

There's only one possibility...

Su Qing stood still, the golden light on her body slowly dissipating, completely unharmed.

"To be spared death..." Wu Ming murmured, his legs went weak, and he knelt on one knee.

His desperate attack exhausted his last bit of health; now, he was so weak that a gust of wind could kill him.

He looked up at the young man in front of him and suddenly smiled.

There was bitterness, resentment, and a hint of self-mockery in his smile.

"From beginning to end, I've been led by the nose by you."

"Rammership, navigator, melee combat skills, invulnerability..."

"Just how many more cards are you hiding?"

Su Qing did not answer, but simply raised the musket and aimed it at Wu Ming's head.

Wu Ming looked at the dark muzzle of the gun and shook his head.

"I, Wu Ming, have dominated this sea area for three years, but today I've been defeated by a newcomer."

"It's not unfair; I underestimated my opponent."

He reached his hand into his robe.

The instant Su Qing pulled the trigger, a blue light shone from his body.

boom!