What Are You Diving at Me For?

After Liu Bo had swum away, Su Yang smiled and turned toward the depths of the sea.

He hadn't experienced the feeling of diving in Lu City for a long time, so he decided to take the opportunity to feel it again.

Su Yang moved quickly. After a few strokes, he reached an area where the water was calm. The depth here was roughly sixty or seventy meters.

He forcefully moved both arms and swam toward the seafloor.

The seawater in this area wasn't very clear, unlike the clean waters near the small island in Lu City.

There, even at a depth of around thirty meters, he could see sunlight piercing through the seawater, as well as the various coral reefs and colorful fish on the seafloor.

But this was, after all, a coastal area where people often came to play, so the water quality had inevitably suffered some pollution.

After diving to a depth of around fifty meters, Su Yang floated in the sea and carefully felt his body's reaction.

Previously, in Lu City, he had felt somewhat tight-chested after diving to a maximum depth of around thirty meters. But now, at fifty meters, he didn't feel anything at all.

After confirming that his body felt normal, Su Yang continued diving.

He went all the way down to sixty or seventy meters. Even after his feet touched the seafloor, his body still showed no reaction, and the system didn't issue any warning.

Damn, am I this strong now? I remember the world record for freediving—with no fins or other equipment—was around fifty-two meters. Doesn't that mean I've broken the record?

Haha, I should still be able to dive deeper, but forget it. I'll properly try it another time when I'm alone at the seaside.

Su Yang didn't linger. Mainly,