"You're asking to die!"
After confirming that no one from the Sky Sword Corps was truly following behind Soma, Xing Shi immediately roared and shouted at the fishmen behind him, "Everyone, attack! Whoever captures Su Youzong will receive generous rewards from the clan. When the Sea God returns, you'll surely be credited with the greatest achievement!"
At the mention of the words "Sea God," the fishmen present began breathing noticeably faster.
For fishmen with short lifespans, rewards were not particularly tempting.
But the Sea God's favor could evolve their level of life, enough to drive any fishman into a frenzy.
Seeing that Soma was still sitting there, looking like a leisurely old man,
several fishmen in the front could no longer suppress their excitement. Their muscles began to bulge and swell, tearing open the restrictive robes wrapped around them.
Their height also expanded from the original one point eight meters to just over two meters.
Without ranged weapons and armed only with curved blades, fishman warriors were actually not to be underestimated.
However, Soma had already fought fishmen directly inside the Academy of Sciences, so he was thoroughly familiar with their combat style and physical abilities.
As several fishmen charged toward him, he gave a light tug in the air. A golden spear carved with a coiling dragon immediately appeared in his hand.
The coiling-dragon golden spear had a three-inch-three-line spearhead and weighed thirty-three pounds. Its shaft was broad and angular, flat like buckwheat, with a sharp tip.
A five-clawed golden dragon climbed up the spear from the very end of its shaft. Its eyes were wide with fury, and its presence was intimidating.
Soma gave it a light swing, and a sharp howl like a dragon's roar immediately rang through the air.
As the fishmen charged within striking distance,