Beat Up Shark Seventeen

"Shut your trap!"

With a whoosh, just as Shark Seventeen was shouting, Xia Ping engaged his Kunpeng Step. In an instant, he shifted across the distance, appearing right in front of Shark Seventeen and smashing a fist into him.

Thud!

The punch landed solidly on Shark Seventeen's face, sending his entire body flying backward. Ripples formed in the air, solidifying and vibrating continuously from the impact.

"Captain!"

The many pirates stared in disbelief, their eyes bulging. This human was vicious to the extreme; he seemed to have no intention of giving their boss any chance to counterattack, launching a relentless barrage of strikes as swift as a storm.

"Ahhh!!!"

Shark Seventeen was filled with immense grief and indignation. He had been ready to unleash his might and fury to finish this human off, but who could have expected that the human wouldn't even grant him the opportunity?

Before his massive body could even hit the ground, Xia Ping rushed forward again. Solidified fist imprints manifested in mid-air, raining down madly upon Shark Seventeen.

The speed was extreme, his fists breaking the sound barrier.

Thud, thud, thud!!!

Shark Seventeen was tossed about like a sandbag, resembling a small boat adrift on the open sea. His skin split open, revealing streaks of blood.

"Hm? No fatal injuries?!"

Xia Ping narrowed his eyes. After landing dozens of blows, he immediately realized that while Shark Seventeen looked miserable on the surface, the force of his punches hadn't penetrated through to his internal organs.

It seemed that every strike he landed was absorbed by Shark Seventeen's body, the force constantly being dispersed; not a single punch could inflict a lethal wound.

"Stupid human, your fists are useless against me. The physiology of the Shark Race is beyond your human imagination!" Shark Seventeen laughed triumphantly, looking