"Plop."
The seawater was icy cold.
Beneath the surface seemed like an entirely different world.
The howling gale, iron-pellet-like cold rain, and towering wave crests that rose and fell like mountains—all that the storm brought was cut off by the frigid, deathly silent seawater.
The five senses humans relied on to perceive the outside world were suppressed from every direction.
There was no need to mention smell and taste. Humans were not aquatic creatures, and the breath-holding required to avoid choking after entering the sea had already weakened these two senses to the extreme;
On the levels of touch and hearing, exposed skin could only feel the seawater's chill. The current rushing into the ears made the entire head seem to be shrouded in a thick fog. Only by concentrating could one hear the turbulence from the depths and the mermen's howls;
Vision was the least affected of the five, but the lead clouds shrouding the sky and blocking out the sunlight amid the storm had also reduced visibility underwater to an extremely low level. Even a professional's physical abilities made it difficult to see clearly.
If an adventurer from inland were forcibly thrown into the sea without adequate preparation, their strength would probably fall to less than a tenth of its usual level.
Although Xia Nan instinctively resisted fighting underwater, that did not mean he was completely incapable of doing so.
In fact, ever since the battle at Twin Canyon, when he discovered that the underwater environment suited his [Meteor Blade Hunt] profession very well, Xia Nan had greatly increased the proportion of underwater combat in his daily training.
He would even take the opportunity to dive into the water while fishing, training while punishing some unruly sea fish.
Now, after coming from the deck into the water, Xia