Over the pitch-black sea, two giant ships shot toward each other like arrows loosed from the bow.
Dragon King Xu had his reasons for doing this. The giant ships specially made by the South Sea Dragon Palace were plated with iron, and the planks along their sides were exceptionally thick. He had inspected the navy's seagoing vessels from Jingyue City; they were more than a notch below those of the South Sea Dragon Palace. Private property and public property truly could not be spoken of in the same breath.
Seeing the other side's giant ship charging straight at them, the navy troops were horrified as well. But with the wind at their backs, how could they possibly stop in time? Besides, if they let them escape, they could not bear the responsibility. They could only grit their teeth and charge head-on.
As the ships drew close, a burst of fire suddenly appeared within the navy formation. Then the flames flew toward the giant ship—it was the navy's fire arrows. The ships had entered the range of their powerful crossbows. Was this not an attack they had long prepared?
Yet Zhang Xiaohua looked at Dragon King Xu, who calmly watched the fire arrows streaking toward them with a blank expression, showing no concern whatsoever.
Sure enough, the fire arrows whistled over. Some were blown off course by the wind, some fell into the sea, and less than half struck the giant ship. Everyone on the platform possessed martial arts, so naturally they would not be injured by such a small shower of arrows. As for the burning arrows, the moment they landed on the ship, they were extinguished by the torrential rain pouring down. They had no effect at all. Zhang Xiaohua suddenly understood.
Dragon King Xu laughed loudly. "Sure enough,