Weak, Too Weak-Are You Really a Quasi-King?

For a moment, everyone's gaze fell on Stormhead.

This renowned [Storm Captain] of Beautiful Country, one of the Ten Flags, wore an especially unpleasant expression.

But the halo around him, and Beautiful Country's glory, left him no room to retreat!

With a cold face, he stepped onto the arena, wrapped in a storm.

As his martial will spread from his body, the weather across the entire battlefield changed abruptly. Wild winds howled, a vortex of dark clouds formed and blanketed a thousand miles, thunder rumbled, and the crashing roar of surging waves echoed through the air. Water elements gathered in extreme activity, turning the ground beneath Stormhead into a vast blue ocean. Enormous waves churned, seawater roared, and a hundred-meter tidal wave smashed toward Jiang Yuan.

"Splash!"

"Splash, splash, splash!!"

An old grandmaster from a prestigious Beautiful Country university exclaimed in amazement:

"Just a probing attack already possesses power comparable to ninth-tier water magic!"

"As expected of the man favored by the sea... Colonel Stormhead! Wherever he stands becomes storms, furious thunder, and crashing waves. If he takes one step further and becomes a King, he may become an existence that rules the ocean."

"Still, such an attack is probably not enough in that person's eyes."

As the words fell, the black-haired youth on the livestream screen raised his right hand and lightly pressed it toward the terrifying hurricane and hundred-meter tidal wave rushing at him.

A massive hand condensed from the power of vitality and blood blotted out the sky, forcibly shattering everything!

"Don't embarrass yourself with such tricks," Jiang Yuan said indifferently.

"Is that so?" Stormhead's face remained cold as he drew the legendary weapon [Ship-Slaying Blade] from the void. Its blade was three meters long, entirely azure, wrapped in flowing water and lightning, its edge sharp enough