Slinging Mud

"So strong!"

Everyone was left dumbstruck as they watched Xia Ping instantly slaughter five or six Fishman Grandmasters. These were Fishman Grandmasters, not some common salted fish found everywhere.

Yet, they were being butchered by this young man as if they were mere vegetables, without the slightest effort. Such strength was terrifying to an unimaginable degree.

Although Xia Ping was famous on the Yunxiao Continent, he was still a nobody in the Endless Sea. Very few people had heard of his reputation, so it was normal that they didn't recognize him.

After all, in a place like the Endless Sea, there were simply too many experts; Grandmasters could be seen everywhere.

"He's getting more and more monstrous."

Jiang Yaru was speechless. She had originally thought that by cultivating under her master, she could quickly surpass this rogue and eventually beat him up at will to settle the score.

But who could have imagined that his rate of progress defied all logic? He had already advanced to the Grandmaster realm and was contending with the older generation; among the younger generation, there was basically no one who could surpass him.

This gap in strength made her feel a tinge of frustration.

"An opportunity, this is a great opportunity."

"The Fishman Grandmasters are dead, so they have no high-end combat power left."

"Wipe them out! Go and wipe them out immediately to avenge our fallen!"

Some of the smarter martial artists weren't stunned; they immediately reacted, realizing this was a golden opportunity. With the Fishman Grandmasters eliminated while their own human Grandmasters remained, the balance of power had instantly reversed.

This group of Fishman pirates looked numerous, but apart from the Grandmasters, most were just cannon fodder. Facing human Grandmasters, they were simply vulnerable.

Hearing these words, the human martial artists were