Huo Hai was not overly surprised. To have lived this long and become such a seasoned hand, Feng Xiao truly was no harmless sort. The boldness he showed on the surface might have been nothing more than an illusion. In this world, how many people lived without wearing masks?
"Hehe, as long as you don't come looking for trouble with me, that's enough." Huo Hai sighed faintly inwardly. He still had a rather good impression of Feng Xiao. As he fought, Huo Hai observed the others' methods of battle.
Sea One remained the same as before, using only his own spirit energy to gather the surrounding seawater and turn it as thick as jelly. Other than telling that he was a Spell Adept, Huo Hai could see nothing else. A Spell Adept of the Spirit King Realm could sustain this level of power for a very long time, making it impossible to gauge his true depth.
Sea Three was still controlling the plants in the water, reshaping them and launching attacks. Huo Hai had seen this method of attack on Yun'er before. However, the two were different. Yun'er was a true Spell Adept, and her spells were far more powerful.
Sea Three, on the other hand, was not a Spell Adept. He seemed more like a Spell Spirit Master. Huo Hai even saw a blade of seagrass trace an eerie arc and slice seven sea beasts cleanly in half. Such control definitely required immense spiritual strength.
Those two were both extremely relaxed, and their exact strength could not be discerned. On the other side, however, a little more could be seen. Sea Two was also fighting a sea beast of the Spirit King Realm, yet he was utterly different from his two brothers. Cold air radiated from his body, forming