Fighting had always been straightforward. All that pointless nonsense was truly meaningless.
White waves churned, and sea and sky seemed to hang upside down.
Zhou Qiubai moved through the walls of waves, then drew his sword.
From below upward, he slashed diagonally.
Sword qi tore through countless curtains of water, carving an arc like a moon setting over a cold river—resplendent and savage.
A deep, long scar split the sea surface as Sea Dragon Douluo lunged straight at him, dragon scales covering his entire body while his fists, wrapped in azure light, slammed forward.
Zhou Qiubai showed no fear. His sword tip lightly tapped Sea Dragon Douluo's fist, borrowing the force to flip away before sweeping horizontally. Sword qi flashed like a white rainbow piercing the sun, grazing past Sea Dragon Douluo's ribs and taking with it a patch of blood-soaked azure scales.
Sea Dragon Douluo grunted, and the seawater beneath his feet exploded thirty yards into the air.
Sea Spear Douluo attacked from the side. His golden spear tore through the air with a piercing howl.
Zhou Qiubai shifted his footwork and drifted between three spear shadows.
With a backhand slash, his supple sword blade, soft as silk gauze, coiled around Sea Spear Douluo's spear shaft. With a gentle tug, he threw Sea Spear Douluo off balance, then used the momentum to close in. His sword tip struck like a spirit snake flicking its tongue, aimed directly at Sea Spear Douluo's wrist.
Sea Spear Douluo's heart jolted. He abandoned his spear and leaped back. The golden spear spun through the air before returning to his hand, but blood was already seeping from the web between his thumb and forefinger.
Sea Delusion Douluo did not approach. He formed seals with both hands, and purple mist spread out as layered illusions