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encouraged them to keep it up. However, many men were disarmed, and the ship’s stock of gunpowder was
slowly running out. Yao Ming, desperate to do something, grabbed a nearby fallen sword and charged the
mighty monster himself. “NO!” yelled the captain. The monster’s tentacles engulfed Yao Ming, and he
fought them off and reached the monster’s body. The monster roared as its defences were penetrated as its
tentacles were severed, and whacked Yao Ming hard in the face. Yao Ming felt his nose crack, blood spread
across his face and he fell into the water below…
Yao Ming’s lifeless body sunk deeper and deeper into the dark, misty sea. He was close to unconsciousness,
when suddenly, he hit something soft. The coral he had unwittingly turned into a pillar was saving him
now! He swam for the surface and burst out full of confidence. The monster was caught off guard, and
suffered a fatal blow, and its life ebbed away. Triumphant, Yao Ming lifted his sword as the crew celebrated,
joyfully hugging him. Smiling, Yao Ming only requested one thing: for all the pirates to join the sailors, and
sail together representing China. His request was happily met, and the men made him commander. The ship
then sailed once again, and soon became famous for its heroic deeds. And so, to this day, it is known as the
mighty king of the sea.