A deathly silence hung over the deck.
All the pirates, including Hector, watched Roger with the gaze one would reserve for a prehistoric giant crocodile.
Buck's reinforced finger bone, harder than iron, had cracked.
It had been shattered by the Captain's chest.
What kind of concept was this?
This meant that if the Captain wanted to, he could even use his pectoral muscles to crush Buck's head!
"Hiss..."
Someone gasped, though it was unclear who.
Buck clutched his hand, his face a mixture of grievance and shock.
He felt like an idiot who had punched a Vibranium shield.
"Captain... are you... are you made of iron?"
He wanted to touch Roger's chest muscles.
"No."
Roger dodged the groping hand, calmly shook his head, then extended a finger and lightly tapped his own chest.
"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean."
"I'm cheating."
Roger's face was inscrutable, but his heart was blooming with joy.
Awesome!
It was so f***ing awesome!
This kind of swagger, being able to injure someone without even lifting a hand, was absolutely maxed out!
He finally understood why those martial arts masters loved to stand still and let people hit them.
Because it really felt good!
"Ding! Detected crew member 'Buck' loyalty +20! Current loyalty has exceeded the limit!"
"Ding! Detected a drastic fluctuation in the loyalty of all crew members, average +10! Morale has exploded!"
Now, Roger felt the newly acquired power within him roaring wildly.
Especially the sword fighting knowledge flooding his mind, making him ravenous.
It was time to find a sparring partner.
Roger's gaze slowly swept across the deck.
Finally, it landed on the old pirate who had been standing by, arms crossed, watching the show with a face that screamed, "I'm a professional, unless I can't help it."
Hector Barbossa.
Former First Mate of the black pearl, now a centennial striver of the explorer.
"Hector."
Roger beckoned to him.
Hector's body visibly stiffened.
He had a very bad premonition.
"Cap... Captain, what are your orders?"
Hector braced himself and walked over.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not asking you to clean the toilets."
Roger patted his shoulder, smiling especially kindly.
"I just want to invite you to spar with me and stretch my muscles."
"Draw your sword."
Hector: "?"
The surrounding pirates were all stunned.
Was the Captain going to... duel Captain Hector?
My goodness!
This was the legendary grand pirate, Hector Barbossa!
Although he was just a hired hand now, his swordsmanship was renowned throughout the Caribbean Sea!
Even though the Captain was as strong as a monster.
Swordsmanship, however, required years of painstaking practice!
Oh no, oh no, the Captain was going to show off and crash!
The pirates' hearts were in their throats, their eyes wide, gleaming with curiosity, afraid to miss any detail.
"Captain, are you sure?"
Hector's brows furrowed into a knot.
He wasn't afraid of hurting Roger.
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