Seeing Ronglin sigh, Jazz felt terribly upset. He immediately understood that Boss Ronglin wanted someone to go underwater and investigate, but could not find a suitable candidate.
Jazz gritted his teeth, then ran toward the side of the ship. He leaped forward and plunged into the sea.
"Lord Jazz!" someone cried out.
"Quick! Go save Lord Jazz!" others shouted as well. Quite a few sailors immediately ran over, preparing to jump into the sea to rescue him.
Ronglin turned around just in time to see Jazz leap into the sea. He understood that Jazz had surely been provoked by his words and wanted to dive down to see whether anyone was truly there, proving his own strength.
"Don't go down!" Ronglin stopped the sailors. With their swimming skills, how could they compare to Jazz, whom Jinbe had painstakingly trained for so long? If they went into the sea, it was hard to say who would end up saving whom.
Jazz dove into the sea. The water near the surface was still fairly warm. He raised his head and took a deep breath, then plunged straight down. His body moved with nimble grace, his motions light and fluid. His speed underwater was no slower than that of an ordinary fish-man.
The deeper Jazz dove, the faster the water temperature dropped. The surrounding seawater grew colder and gloomier, while the scenery below became increasingly blurred and visibility worsened. Yet even so, after diving continuously for four minutes, Jazz still saw nothing.
Should I keep diving? Jazz wondered. If he went too deep and encountered a powerful enemy, he might not be able to return to the surface in time to report the news. He could stay underwater for a long time, but he was not a fish-man after all. Once he reached