Among these three data, attack has the largest improvement ratio, almost twice as much as before.
The defense is slightly inferior, improved by more than two-thirds compared to the original.
The speed increase rate is the smallest, which has been criticized as the biggest shortcoming of the Venetian gunboats.
But that was when Tier 3 and Tier 4 ships were running all over the world. In today's era where even Tier 2 ships are not yet popular, this only flaw actually does not exist.
Nearly three hundred gold coins are not in vain.
"King, our people are being abused, you must help me!"
Hearing York's sad and angry voice coming from the intercom, Wang Hao remained unmoved. He couldn't hide this little trick from the other party.
In fact, every time the other party caused trouble and blamed him, his tone would be like this.
"Tell me clearly what happened?"
After waiting for a while, Wang Hao replied.
As if realizing that he had been exposed, York showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and briefly told what happened.
Because the people in the guild were curious about the new thing about the maritime arena, they made an appointment to join in the fun together.
York also called Wang Hao, but the latter was anxious about reform and did not go there.
Originally, this was nothing, everyone had a good time at the beginning. Some players who boasted good skills even showed off their skills at the end, winning rounds of applause.
In the competition between players, there are winners and losers. This is normal. They are all members of their own guild, and winning or losing will not hurt the harmony.
But I never thought that I would meet people from my old enemy Blood Shark Guild here.
After experiencing the Red Coral War, the people of the Blood Shark Guild have become much lower-key. Although there has been a loss of personnel, the backbone of the guild is still there, and it is still a force that cannot be ignored.
Although the upper echelons of both guilds were very calm and restrained each other, the members below did not think so much, and small-scale fighting never stopped.
In order to consolidate the centripetal force of the guild and to train troops, the management of both parties turned a blind eye to this.
Fortunately, the players below also know that this is the golden period for the development of major guilds, and conflicts are limited to a certain range.
But so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. When people from the two guilds meet, it's not clear who is responsible.
Then the players from the two guilds started a vigorous competition.
As a result, the players on the St. England Guild side lost miserably, falling behind by a huge margin in both individual and team battles.
If Smith and the other two masters in the guild hadn't stepped in and barely managed to regain some face, they might have gone back with nothing.
In terms of strength, the Saint England Guild may not be weaker than the Blood Shark Guild, whose strength has been greatly reduced. With the former's current appeal, not to mention the overwhelming response in the academy. But it is not too difficult to recruit thousands of people.
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Coupled with the existing hundreds of guild players as a basis, even if both sides openly engage in a fight, the players of the St. England Guild are fully confident of winning this battle.
From a certain perspective, this psychological advantage is not a bad thing, at least it allows them to dare to stand up when conflicts occur, and they do not suffer any losses in some small-scale battles.
Confidence is a good thing, but excessive confidence is arrogance.
Originally, the members of the St. England Guild had a tendency to develop in this direction. Faced with the sudden blow, they obviously have not recovered yet.
The strength of ordinary players on both sides is not much different, but there is a gap at the elite level. This is the foundation of the Grand Guild.
The Blood Shark Guild was once regarded as the most promising to join the ranks of the first-tier guilds, and there were indeed many elite backbones.
The ruthless defeat, coupled with a burst of cynicism from the other party, stimulated York to send such a message to Wang Hao.
Overall, this is not a bad thing, but the emotions of guild players need to be properly managed.
Wang Hao silently thought that if it were another time, he might not pay attention to the other party, but now he needs to be familiar with the comprehensive enhancement of the performance of "Piaoxue".
What better place than a maritime arena?
"We need to familiarize ourselves with the changes in the Piaoxue before the historical battle begins. It seems that we only have to go there once."
He whispered to himself, and immediately sent a message back to York, "Wait for me to come."
Seeing these three words, York couldn't help but feel the urge to burst into tears. His body seemed to be filled with infinite power, and he walked towards the proud Blood Shark Guild members.
"What is Wolf Head trying to do? Did he lose too hard and want to compete with the opponent? It seems that this is not allowed here."
"It's really too bad to hold your breath. If the wolf leader wants to drag people out to fight, count me in."
"It would be fun if the whole guild came together."
The people of the St. England Guild lowered their heads, sighing and chatting while paying close attention to the movements of the president.
Although they occasionally laughed and scolded York on weekdays, if others wanted to disrespect him, they had to ask them first.
"I'm so sorry. My subordinates didn't know the importance of their actions. I will teach them a lesson later." Kerwin said with a smile.
"No."
These words seemed to be squeezed out of York's mouth, and it would be damned if his face looked good.
Speaking of which, this was not the first time that the two of them had dealt with each other. The people below had caused trouble. They still had to deal with the aftermath. After several contacts, they had developed some friendship with each other.
This so-called friendship is limited to acquaintance, otherwise Kerwin would not slap him in the face and speak so meanly.
"I suddenly felt that small fights were boring. If I wanted to have fun, I'd just have a big one."
York raised his head and straightened his chest, his face regained some composure, and there was a look of confidence in his eyes.
I remember that the other party was very depressed a few minutes ago, but why did he change so quickly?
Kerwin narrowed his eyes subconsciously, thinking about the possible reasons.
Because of this iconic move of his, he was also given indecent nicknames such as "Little-Eyed Kerwin" and "Squinting Eyes".
The two guilds are also old rivals. No matter how strong each other is, the other party can also find out whether they are inseparable.
Who could bring such strong confidence to the other party? Kerwin only thought of one possibility, that the boy with yellow skin and dark eyes was coming.
He squinted and stared at the sea below the arena, his left hand unconsciously placed on his chin, feeling the fang-like stubble, and thinking about things related to that person.
More than a week has passed since the word Red Coral Sea briefly took a look at that boy, and that guy has become even more dazzling.
He started to show his prominence after the Battle of Red Coral, and the battle with the Spanish Hundred-Man Fleet, and he became a household name throughout the UK. And the amazing move of winning the first kill of Brad's Lair made his name resounding throughout the world.
Kerwin could imagine that information about the other party must have been placed on the desks of big bosses from various countries.
Against such an enemy, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful.
The reason why he restrained the members of the guild was because he was concerned about that person, but he probably would never have the chance to say these words in front of others.
"What do you want to do?"
Even if he knew the other party's plan, if he backed down because of it, it would have a great impact on the morale and reputation of the members of the Blood Shark Guild. Kerwin was also very curious about what the other party would say next.
"Remember the bet we made last time? Here. I have to thank you for your generosity. We, St. England, can develop to this day. We rely on this."
This is York's counterattack, it is also a slap in the face, but the difference between the two is clear.
Aren't you bragging about how awesome the people in your guild are? Why did Red Coral lose that battle?
Moreover, York was right, the 300 gold coins at that time indeed played a great role in the development of the guild.
Seeing the muscles on the other person's face twitching slightly, he couldn't help feeling secretly happy.
Hearing the other party mention the gambling money, Kerwin's anger suddenly surged in his heart. In addition to his private money, he also borrowed a lot from others. In the end, it all went into the trap, and he made a fuss over it.
The guild has been frugal and frugal, and it has not fully recovered its strength until now.
Seeing that the opponent was showing signs of going berserk, York continued without blinking: "Old rules, 300 gold coins, the fighting method is decided by you, only within the rules of the arena."
You can bet against each other in the arena, and it is very popular among players, with a huge flow of funds.
If you think about it, you will know that a group of people with red eyes stimulated by the bloody battle would not care about the coins in their hands.
Watching naval battles while betting at the same time has gradually become a way of life for players, and has formed a very prosperous industry.
Some players with high winning rates are therefore regarded as star figures and are highly sought after by players.
Now all this is just a hint, but some smart players still can't help but run towards the arena administrator.
Kerwin agreed to this battle. Perhaps no one in their guild could be a match for the Easterner in a one-on-one fight.
But since the opponent gave him the power to choose the fighting method, if he didn't make good use of this opportunity, he would be sorry for his nickname of "Kerwin with Little Eyes".
"Campaign Mode."
When York heard the other party's reply, there were huge question marks in his eyes, but since he had boasted so much, he naturally would not back down.
The matter was settled like this. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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