Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

A dozen or so pirates landed steadily on the black deck, their scimitars gleaming white in the sunlight.

They surrounded Lin Ye, moving their feet to block all possible escape routes by jumping into the sea.

Lin Ye sat at the bow of the boat, holding a piece of dried sea monster meat in his hand, chewing it bite by bite.

He didn't even bother to stand up; he merely raised his eyelids and glanced at the group of pirates.

"Kid, scared out of your wits?"

A bald pirate stepped forward, holding a blood-grooved machete, the tip of which was pointed at Lin Ye's nose.

"Hurry up and take out all your valuables! Take off your storage soul tools too. Be quick, I'm in a good mood today, I might leave you with a whole corpse."

Lin Ye swallowed the jerky in his mouth, patted the crumbs off his hands, and looked at the bald pirate, asking:

"Don't you guys follow any procedures when you're robbing people?"

The bald pirate was stunned. He had been a pirate for more than ten years, robbing merchant ships and killing civilians. Every time those people saw them, they would either kneel down and beg for mercy or be so scared that they would wet their pants.

Today, this young man actually sat there eating meat and even asked him about the robbery process.

"Are you fucking out of your mind?" the bald pirate cursed.

"The knife in my hand is the procedure! Enough talk, hand over the money!"

Lin Ye sighed, shook his head, and said:

"This is so unprofessional. You guys came right off the bat shouting and yelling about fighting, without even an opening statement. It makes it hard for me to connect with the characters."

A tall, thin pirate leaned close to the bald man's ear and whispered:

"Second Master, has this kid been scared out of his wits? He's talking nonsense."

"Who cares if he's crazy or not, just chop him down!" The bald pirate raised his machete, ready to strike.

"Wait a minute."

A rough voice came from the pirate ship behind.

Captain One-Eyed stepped onto the gunwale, leaped, and landed heavily on Lin Ye's boat.

The wooden deck made a dull thud, but showed no signs of warping.

The one-eyed captain glanced at the deck, inwardly surprised. He had used his soul power in that jump; an ordinary wooden boat would have been riddled with holes long ago.

This dark, dilapidated ship is surprisingly sturdy; the material must be a treasure.

He turned his head and stared at Lin Ye with his only remaining eye, looking him up and down.

Lin Ye was dressed in a black outfit, the fabric of which was extremely fine and the workmanship exquisite.

Although she wasn't wearing any fancy jewelry, the silver bracelet on her wrist emitted a faint fluctuation of soul power, clearly indicating that it was a high-level storage soul tool.

The one-eyed captain quickly began to calculate in his mind: This kid went out to sea alone, sailing such a special ship, and he also had a high-level soul tool on him.

Judging from his age, he's at most twenty.

Even if a Soul Master of this age started cultivating from the womb, at most they would only reach the level of a Soul Venerable.

I am a level 71 Soul Saint.

If I kill him, this ship and the storage soul tool will be mine. This deal is a huge profit.

Thinking of this, the one-eyed captain grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and laughed heartily.

"Kid, I'm the captain of the Skull Pirate Crew. People in the underworld give me face and call me One-Eyed Boss." The One-Eyed Captain walked up to Lin Ye, looking down at him.

"I see you're a smart man. Hand over the storage soul tool on your wrist and give me control of this ship, and I'll spare your life. I, One-Eyed Boss, keep my word."

Lin Ye looked at the one-eyed captain and asked in return:

"You're the leader of this group?"

"That's right, I'm their boss." The one-eyed man patted his chest.

"What kind of class do you think you are, daring to steal from me?" Lin Ye's tone was flat, without the slightest fluctuation.

The moment those words were spoken, the entire deck fell silent.

A dozen or so pirates stared wide-eyed at Lin Ye, wondering if they had misheard.

The one-eyed captain's smile froze on his face, and his expression instantly turned ashen.

He has roamed this sea area for so many years, and no one has ever dared to speak to him like that.

"You little brat, you're asking for it!"

The bald pirate roared and swung his machete down at Lin Ye's head.

Lin Ye sat still, without moving.

Just as the machete was half a foot away from Lin Ye's head, Lin Ye raised his right hand, extended two fingers, and firmly clamped the blade between them.

The bald pirate felt a jolt in his hands, and the cleaver in his hand could no longer be pressed down even an inch.

He gritted his teeth, his arm muscles bulged, and he pressed down with all his might, but his two fingers did not budge.

"Didn't you eat?" Lin Ye looked at the bald pirate, his tone full of mockery.

The bald pirate's face turned red, and a huge fear welled up in his heart.

He is a Soul Master of over level 30, with immense strength.

This kid actually caught his full-force attack with just two fingers! How is that possible?!

Lin Ye tightened his fingers slightly.

"Click."

The steel-forged machete was snapped in two by Lin Ye's two fingers.

The bald pirate couldn't stop in time and stumbled backward, falling hard on his backside onto the deck.

The other pirates felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this and unconsciously took a step back.

The one-eyed captain narrowed his single eye, his contempt lessening somewhat.

He could tell that this young man was no ordinary person.

To be able to break a steel cleaver with sheer physical strength is something no ordinary Soul Master could do.

"No wonder he dared to go to sea alone; he's got some skills after all." The one-eyed captain sneered.

"But kid, you're unlucky to have met me today."

The one-eyed captain decided to stop wasting words. He knew that delays could lead to unforeseen problems.

This is the deep sea, where high-level sea spirit beasts may appear at any time. A quick battle is the only way to win.

"Brothers, let's go! Chop him up!" the one-eyed captain ordered.

The dozen or so pirates exchanged glances, suppressed their fear, raised their weapons, and charged toward Lin Ye with shouts.

Lin Ye stood up and dusted off his clothes.

He looked at the approaching pirates and sneered.

"I was just feeling bored from traveling these past few days, and you delivered this to my doorstep to cheer me up. Your service was excellent."

Lin Ye did not release his martial spirit or use his soul skills, but instead charged directly at the pirates.

A pirate brandished a spear and thrust it toward Lin Ye's chest.

Lin Ye dodged to the side, then punched the pirate in the chest with his right fist.

"Bang!"

The pirate's sternum shattered instantly, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the gunwale of the pirate ship. He coughed up blood and was clearly not going to make it.

Lin Ye didn't stop moving; he turned around and kicked another pirate in the knee.

The pirate's leg bone broke, and he screamed as he knelt on the ground.

Lin Ye then delivered a swift chop to his neck, abruptly silencing his scream.

In less than ten seconds, half of the dozen or so pirates who rushed up were lying motionless on the deck.

Lin Ye's movements were extremely simple and direct, without any unnecessary flourishes.

Every strike was aimed at vital points; the sheer power of his attacks, combined with his extensive combat experience, rendered these ordinary pirates utterly helpless against him.

The remaining pirates were utterly terrified. They threw down their weapons and turned to run back to their ship.

"Since we're already here, why run away?"

Lin Ye moved his feet and instantly appeared in front of the fleeing pirates, blocking their path.

The pirates were so frightened that their legs went weak, and they knelt on the deck, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Sir! Spare us! We were blind to your greatness, please just let us go!"

Lin Ye ignored their pleas for mercy, raised his foot, and kicked each of them, sending them flying into the sea.

Only the one-eyed captain remained on the deck.

Captain One-Eyed looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He knew very well that Lin Ye had not used any soul power when he killed the person; he had relied entirely on his physical strength.

He had only ever seen such terrifying physical strength in high-level beast spirit masters.

What kind of monster is this kid?!

The one-eyed captain felt a growing urge to retreat.

But he knew it was too late to run now.

His opponent was much faster than him; his only chance of survival was to fight desperately.

He took a deep breath, and his soul power surged wildly within him.

"Kid, I admit I underestimated you. But don't think you can act arrogantly in front of me just because you killed a few trash. I'm a Soul Saint!"

The one-eyed captain roared and released his martial spirit.