Pirates' Max Level System

"You two, aren't you approaching this martial arts tournament the right way? Please be more serious, please. I beg you." The emcee felt a little tired, not knowing what to say. He just hoped these two wouldn't treat the competition like a tea party.

Perhaps the emcee's thoughts reached the ears of the two men, and after a short "half-time break", Beckman and Hawkeye quickly started the second round.

As long as he has the information about Hawkeye's progress, the adjusted Beckman will be able to dance under the Hawkeye's knife with ease.

Beckman's fighting style is characterized by intelligence, agility, and powerful force. It is completely different from the trap-laying sniper Hawkeye encountered before.

Beckman always controlled the rhythm of the battle. He seemed to be able to predict Hawkeye's next attack and always choose the best way to fight back in the first time.

In this situation, the two fought for more than an hour in the second round without a clear winner.

Unlike the first match, the audience showed no signs of impatience during this hour-long match. The thrilling, deadly battle made both supporters feel like they were caught in a stormy sea, their hearts racing with the ever-changing dynamics of the battle.

Next, physical strength and condition will become the decisive factors for victory.

Beckman and Hawkeye were not in good condition. Not only had they lost a lot of physical strength, but they also suffered a lot of wounds during the battle.

Beckman's chest, left arm, and right thigh each had a wound similar in size to his waist, along with countless other minor injuries. Hawkeye was otherwise fine, but a bullet pierced his right shoulder, severely impacting his swordsmanship.

"It's time to end. If it's any later, the audience will get impatient."

"Yeah, it's time for my gun to be serviced."

The audience said they didn't want to take the blame, and as long as they were willing to fight, they would have no problem watching for three days and three nights.

Hawkeye, panting, raised the cross sword, and with a series of afterimages, he slashed out a storm of sword blades, covering the area of ​​more than ten meters around Beckman.

"Are you wasting your energy? Tricks like this won't work on me."

God knows how Beckman managed to dodge the sword energy in the storm of sword blades where the gaps were unclear, and still looked like he was strolling leisurely.

Hawkeye ignored it, but when the storm became dense enough, he moved.

The "storm" partially obscured Beckman's vision, and his observation Haki was useless because he was surrounded by Hawkeye's sword energy and murderous intent.

In a trance, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, circled the garden and slashed towards Beckman.

"So that's the plan." Beckman seemed to have guessed Hawkeye's intention.

"Bang, bang" two shots were fired, and the two bullets each penetrated the "storm" and shattered the two shadows on the left and right.

Although he couldn't see clearly, Beckman knew that these were just two human-shaped sword energies. Don't doubt Hawkeye's swordsmanship. As long as he wants, any shape will be fine.

Chapter 751: The Victory

Beckman and Hawkeye both know each other to a similar degree.

Since Hawkeye can figure out Beckman's plans, Beckman can also tell what evil is in his mind with just a glance from Hawkeye.

Hawkeye is a pure swordsman, always on the road to becoming the world's greatest swordsman. Therefore, moves such as the clone technique that are not swordsman-like at all will never be used by him.

Whether it was three heads and six arms or a multitude of sword shadows, these were all the multiple phantoms left behind by the swordsman's rapid slashing, or the appearance of being condensed by sword energy. These two figures were probably the same, but they were processed by Hawkeye's art and combined with some sleight of hand.

For Beckman, the real question is whether it is one sword energy or two, and whether Hawkeye will use reverse thinking to hide himself in one of them.

Ignoring these two figures was unrealistic. The long lead-in to the slash, and the speed bonus from sprinting over such a long distance, was a major problem for Beckman, especially when he was trapped in the storm of blades and his movements were somewhat restricted.

By the time Beckman reacted, the real Hawkeye had already come towards him from the front with a sharp sword.

From the very beginning, Hawkeye had no intention of taking advantage of this opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Throughout the entire game, it can be seen that Hawkeye was trying to force Beckman to fire two bullets with his rifle.

The forty-meter-long sword energy emanated a dazzling brilliance, and even a blind man could sense the imminent pressure. Like cutting a cake, the entire Blade Storm, including Beckmann within it, had no chance of escape.

After finishing the rest of his cigar in one gulp, Beckman crossed his two rifles, one large and one small, with a serious expression on his face, trying to block the falling blow.

Beckman paused. With him at the center, the ring caved in under a tremendous force. A spiderweb of cracks spread from beneath his feet. The closer they got to the center, the denser the cracks became, and Beckman's feet dug deeper into the ground.

The sword energy gradually dissipated, and the armed Haki on the rifle shattered into pieces. With a strange cracking sound, Beckman's face darkened, while Hawkeye was ecstatic.

He pulled his foot out of the ground, and the dust that was kicked up splashed on the two of them. Beckman kicked out, intending to kill Hawkeye. At this time, Beckman could not care less, thinking that Hawkeye would understand him after the game.

Hawkeye:? ? ?

What the hell is your understanding? I treat you as a friend, but you threaten my little brother. I say "mmp" in my heart, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Seeing the pair of dog legs approaching, Hawkeye had the urge to chop him into pieces and feed him to the fish.

Hawkeye thought this, and his body acted just as honestly. His uninjured left hand dropped, and the longsword tucked at his right waist was unsheathed, striking directly at Beckman's outstretched leg.

Come on, let's understand (hurt) each other.

Unexpectedly, Beckman's strike was merely a feint. Hawkeye's left-handed sword struck nothing; he had fallen for Beckman's deception. Without his left hand, and relying solely on his injured right arm, Hawkeye's cross sword was no match for Beckman.

A tremendous force came, and the cross sword was deflected far away. Beckman took advantage of the situation and pulled out his other leg. Without looking back, he ran away, quickly increasing the distance between himself and Hawkeye.

Hawkeye, enraged and humiliated, chased after Beckman, brandishing his cross sword wildly. He'd been toyed with by Beckman more than once, but to be outsmarted by such a man made Hawkeye's face burn.

Those who use guns are all old bitches.

Those who play tactics are all dirty.

Both of these statements were true. Beckman was both a master of tactics and a skilled gunman. Putting the two together, Hawkeye came to a conclusion.

Hawkeye: As expected, Beckman, you'd better die. I will help Shanks get the position of Pirate King.

Hawkeye's composure shouldn't have been affected by such a provocation, but the great swordsman, once obsessed with nothing but the sword, was already beginning to feel a surge of affection. Furthermore, the fatigue from the prolonged battle gave Beckman the opportunity to seize the opportunity.

The two of them now resembled a lost dog and a broken-legged hunter. Perhaps because their previous clash had been too ethereal, the current scene felt more relatable to the average spectator, giving them a sense of reality. For a moment, the arena was filled with joy.

Beckman wasn't as fast as Hawkeye, and he would eventually be caught up. Using the time he'd gained, Beckman inspected the large rifle, his primary weapon. Sure enough, there were a few tiny cracks on the barrel—not many, but deadly enough. The rifle had reached the end of its lifespan.

After thinking for a moment, Beckman loaded it with bullets.

"You still want to use this gun to shoot? Do you want to die? Aren't you afraid of the gun exploding?"

"In this case, I should arrange a decent retirement ceremony for my old friend."

After a brief exchange, the two men stood still again. Both were ready for the decisive battle.

Hawkeye gripped the cross-shaped broadsword with both hands, dragging it diagonally to his left. He moved like a ghost, gliding towards Beckman. Hawkeye hesitated to draw his sword, the distance between them closing in. Beckman's eyes widened into sharp triangles, murderous intent radiating from him. Suddenly, he pulled the trigger straight ahead, as Hawkeye appeared.

"crazy."

Seeing Beckman dare to fire at such close range, Hawkeye yelled. Hawkeye, who had just appeared, suddenly ducked, and sparks from the muzzle of his gun brushed his hair.

A flash of white light flashed across the cross-shaped sword, severing the damaged rifle completely down the middle. The shattered barrel exploded in mid-air, along with the remaining bullet still inside. Beckman had the audacity to load a special round into it, suggesting he was too exhausted to even consider leaving a complete corpse.

After dealing with the first danger, the cross sword was about to do something when a bullet from Beckman's small rifle hit the sword and bounced it out of Hawkeye's hand.

In a flash, Hawkeye drew his longsword with his left hand. Beckman, on the other hand, pulled out a mini-revolver from somewhere. The two men circled each other, attacking each other with a "bang, bang, bang" sound, and Beckman fired five bullets at once.

Hawkeye's sword blocked the first three bullets, the fourth shattered his weapon, and the fifth pierced his left arm. Now Hawkeye couldn't use his swordsmanship with either arm. Beckman felt victory was within reach, and he would use his final bullet to force Hawkeye to surrender.

At this moment, the broken sword fragments fell between the two of them, covering Hawkeye's upper body.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed by, and a fishy wind approached. It seemed Beckman hadn't had the chance to fire his last shot. He had lost.

The dagger in Hawkeye's mouth was against the front of his neck.

Chapter 752: Unlocking "Knowledge"

The necklace hanging around Hawkeye's neck is actually a small dagger, which he usually keeps hidden in his arms.

This is not a secret. Anyone who is willing to collect information about Hawkeye can basically know it, not to mention Beckman who has always been with Hawkeye.

However, most of the time, this dagger is more of a decorative item. Because of this, Beckman let his guard down, allowing Hawkeye to exploit the opportunity at a critical moment. You should know that in the pirate world, the three-sword style or "mouth sword technique," while not widely used, is not unique to Zoro.

Beckman's turning point in victory was the third gun he secretly prepared, but he lost the game that he could have won because he ignored the threat of the third sword on Hawkeye. It can be said that his loss was not unfair.

Beckman recalled the scene in his mind as if it were a replay. He discovered something crucial, the main reason for the failure of the tasting.

How did the broken sword fragments land in that exact spot at such a precise time, obstructing Beckman's view? Was it coincidence or intentional?

Could it be that his companion had already learned to fight with his brain? Was this all planned?

Beckman glanced at Hawkeye with a skeptical look, ultimately attributing the cause to his opponent's superior fighting spirit. Never mind. Since they'd already lost the match, the answer was important. What good would it do to know it?

Hawkeye was biting the dagger tightly and could not speak normally. He was waiting for Beckman to give in. Seeing that Beckman did not move for a long time, Hawkeye became anxious.

That shouldn't be the case. The Beckman he knew wasn't the type to refuse to admit defeat. So what was he doing? He had to admit defeat quickly. The dagger biting Hawkeye's mouth was painful.

Finally, the cold, hard feeling of the dagger imbued with Armament Haki against his neck brought Beckman back to reality.

Raising his hands, Beckman's revolver fell to the ground, following the small rifle before, leaving only the rifle with the barrel cut off in his hands.

Hawkeye, upon receiving the signal, withdrew the dagger. Without the dangerous object at his throat, Beckman also chose to admit defeat.

"You win this time."

"Of course, this is not surprising."

Hawkeye wanted to play tricks again, but the pain in his arms and the fatigue in his body made him sit down on the ground.

Beckman snorted coldly, but given his personality, he wouldn't argue with Hawkeye at this moment. He pulled out another cigar from his pocket and lit it, looking at the completely destroyed old friend in his hand with some melancholy.

The rest of the arena was in full celebration mode.

In the audience, the gun faction and the sword faction continued to clash fiercely, but thanks to Beckman's narrow defeat, the sword faction was now more emboldened and fiercer. After the emcee announced the results, he went on to offer a flurry of discussion, summarizing the match, stirring up the atmosphere, and previewing tomorrow's event.

None of this could affect the two people on the ring.

"I'm sorry to have cut off the thing you've been using for years."

"It's okay. I didn't break your sword. Let's just consider it as nothing we owe each other."

"How can they be the same? This one is just something I bought on the spur of the moment, and yours is my primary weapon."

It would have been fine if Hawkeye hadn't mentioned it, but after he did, Beckman couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. Oh, so you still have some sense of AC. But that's no excuse. Every time Hawkeye struck, he was aiming to break the rifle. Don't think Beckman didn't know that.

Knowingly breaking the law is a more serious crime. Beckman had already secretly warned Hawkeye. Next time he got the chance, he would definitely shoot him in the back.

"This is Calgary, the largest arsenal in the North Sea. I'll pay for it and buy you a better one." Perhaps it was because he felt some kind of ominous premonition, Hawkeye's inner guilt made him want to compensate Beckman.

"Okay." The reply was straightforward.

Hawkeye was a bit dumbfounded. Normally, Beckman wouldn't have tried to refuse first, but why did he agree so readily? Hawkeye's guilt instantly lessened.

Beckman entered the martial arts tournament with the goal of asking the organizers to build him the best possible gun. Although he didn't place in the top three, he achieved his goal. Hawkeye wanted to be Santa Claus, and Beckman couldn't stop him.

So, did Beckman really lose this game? In the end, Beckman said he didn't lose at all.

Beckman made no loss, Hawkeye made a killing, but who lost out? This is the question.

Other forces were very happy to see the result of the battle between Beckman and Hawkeye.

In the upcoming operations, the Red Hair Pirates, with their three strongest fighters, Shanks, Beckman, and Hawkeye, will undoubtedly be the biggest destabilizing factor. Currently, two of the three Red Hair Pirates have been badly injured in the bloody battle for a spot, practically foreshadowing their fight for Vegapunk.

If they weren't on the field, these forces would have wanted to fire some salutes and pop some champagne to celebrate.

You are so naive. If these people knew that Qin Luo had a way to heal wounds quickly, none of them would be happy.

During the competition, Qin Luo received a notice from Orochimaru that Vegapunk took the initiative to ask to meet Qin Luo. Orochimaru did not elaborate on the specific reason, but he gave Qin Luo a hint.

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A demonic symbol.

The devil is so interesting. But the reference here is obviously to Vegapunk's "masterpiece", and it seems that the mad scientist also knows that he has created something extraordinary.

After asking Tsunade to help treat Beckman and Hawkeye's injuries, Qin Luo set out to keep his appointment with Vegapunk.

The complex waterways of the Dynasul family's underwater research institute still caused Qin Luo a lot of trouble. Although he knew the way, it still took Qin Luo some time to reach Vegapunk's room.

As soon as he entered, Qin Luo saw Vegapunk staring at the devil's heart in the corner.

"Sorry, it's a little late. You know, the road up there is not easy to walk on."

It's not just difficult to walk. Vegapunk was once very satisfied with the secrecy of this research institute, but after sensing some danger, this satisfaction turned into uneasiness.

"Do you need my research or my people?" Vegapunk looked at Qin Luo with burning eyes.

Qin Luo, who had just sat down and picked up his tea, choked on the spot and spit out all the tea. Vegapunk's bluntness gave Qin Luo goosebumps.

Guigui, do you have to be so direct? Also, I don't want you, let alone your heart. I only want the research results. Why would I need your body and heart? To unlock more "knowledge (or postures)." Don't get me wrong, I'm not gay, absolutely not.

Soon, Qin Luo realized while coughing that the "his people" that Vegapunk was talking about were not the same as what Qin Luo thought.

Oh my, this is embarrassing.

Chapter 753 New Employee Get

After resolving the one-sided misunderstanding, Qin Luo became enthusiastic about recruiting Vegapunk.