44: Section 44

Su Ming was completely dumbfounded.

There's a limit to being brain-dead, my friend!

And besides, with the IQ of these murlocs...

How did your boss dare to say things like ruling this ocean?

The commotion in front of the drawing room on the second deck caught the attention of the other murlocs, and the noisy scene suddenly fell silent!

Ignoring those eyes full of killing intent, Su Ming comforted the murloc lad:

"Don't panic, wait for me first, my things are a bit cluttered... Ah! Found it!"

Murloc lad: I don't want to be this nervous, but that thing in your hand is too damn terrifying!

Shua!—

A silver light flashed.

The murloc lad, still wearing an expression of having pissed himself, was split in two!

Fizz, who was supervising the battle on the deck, saw this, drew his blade, pointed it directly at Su Ming, and roared in anger:

"Kill this damn human for me!"

The murloc lackeys received the order and rushed forward one after another, howling as they moved to hack the human who dared to kill their kin into a thousand pieces!

However.

Round objects rolled down from the second floor one by one.

What are those things?

Red and white color scheme, with a cheeky smiling face.

Damn human, he still dares to provoke us... Before Fizz could fly into a rage, several red and white balls suddenly bounced close to their targets.

And then.

Boom!—

White light flashed violently, and waves of high-frequency sound waves followed one after another!

Rumble!—

More and more explosions spread across the deck. The murloc lackeys, who were lively just a moment ago, were now staggering as if they had drunk bootleg liquor.

The more severe cases even foamed at the mouth and collapsed on the ground like corpses!

The world in their eyes was spinning.

The sound in their ears was an endless buzzing.

Relying on a physique far superior to his peers, Fizz barely withstood the explosive impact of three Naughty Bombs.

But now, he was at the end of his rope!

And what about Su Ming?

He was like a terrorist, laughing wildly while frantically throwing bombs onto the deck!

It's hard to say if his fear of insufficient firepower was temporarily relieved, or if he had reached the age where some incredible berserker factor automatically awakened.

In short, Su Ming was exceptionally excited right now.

"Come on! You seafood! Let's have a blast!"

Another dozen or so Naughty Bombs were thrown far away, landing right at the entrance of the lower cabin. A moment later, continuous explosions roared inside the cabin.

The huge commotion on the pirate ship left the murloc pirates, who were fighting on the neighboring merchant ship, stunned on the spot.

But soon.

The murlocs ignored the few remaining guards on the merchant ship.

They all turned around and charged back.

However, what greeted them was no longer the explosion of Naughty Bombs!

But Su Ming's modao bristle-tusk slashing right in their faces!

A silver arc flashed by, and the heads of three murlocs flew high! At the same time, two other murlocs were caught in the Peerless Cleave.

Puchi!—

Intangible damage descended.

Two murlocs fell backward, a huge wound running across their waists, almost cutting them in half on the spot!

But even so, these two murlocs wouldn't survive.

The modao bristle-tusk flashed again, and a murloc in a parrying stance was split in two along with his scimitar.

Peerless Cleave took effect again, and a hideous gash exploded out of nowhere on another murloc!

Sharp silver arcs slashed repeatedly. Su Ming didn't stop his pace and soon slaughtered all the returning murloc pirates!

Chapter 50: An Unsportsmanlike Transformation

The returning murlocs were all dead, but their deaths were meaningful.

Relying on the delay they provided.

Fizz finally recovered.

Though his three-meter-tall frame was a bit wobbly, it was full of oppressive pressure.

Looking around at the tragic scene on the deck, he saw dozens of murloc compatriots cut to pieces.

"Damn human, I will definitely beat you into bloody pulp!"

With a ferocious roar and a brutal flying punch, the surging sound of breaking air made Su Ming alert, and he immediately raised his blade to block.

Dang!—

Just one punch!

With absolute strength advantage, Fizz's punch sent the modao bristle-tusk flying upward.

Couldn't block it!

He simply couldn't block it!

His front was wide open. Logically, what awaited Su Ming would surely be a storm of fatal consecutive strikes!

But he was unhurried. Just as Fizz's heavy punch pierced the air and was about to smash into his forehead...

Shua!—

Su Ming disappeared with a Blink and abruptly reappeared behind Fizz.

Boom!—

The deck railing was smashed to pieces.

Shua!—

Silver light crisscrossed as the modao bristle-tusk performed a horizontal circular slash, seemingly wanting to split Fizz in two.

But Fizz's reaction wasn't slow either. As his strike missed, he immediately lunged forward, easily avoiding Su Ming's slash!

"So fast!"

Fizz was secretly horrified.

With his powerful Fishman Karate attainments, he couldn't see through Su Ming's movement trajectory at all!

Su Ming raised his eyebrows and swung the modao bristle-tusk, Blinking again!

"I can be even faster!"

While trash-talking, Su Ming had already positioned himself to Fizz's left, the modao bristle-tusk simultaneously slashing down a silver arc!

Fizz retreated several steps rapidly. Although he avoided the fate of being killed on the spot...

A hideous gash deep enough to see the bone was left on his chest. For a moment, blood flowed incessantly, dyeing Fizz's body an eerie red!

His temple throbbed slightly.

To be pushed to this extent by a mere human!

"Unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable!"

Fizz was so angry his eyes turned bloodshot: "Fishman Karate: Sea Mantis Fist!"

Thump!—

The astonishing punch speed struck through the air.

It compressed the air violently, actually creating the effect of an air cannon!

Almost at the same moment, 20 points of inspiration gave an early warning, and a fatal sense of crisis swept through his whole body like needle pricks.

Su Ming raised his blade to block again almost out of instinct!

Boom!—

First came the frontal impact of the air shockwave, which was caught by the blade surface of the modao bristle-tusk.

His wrists went numb, and Su Ming couldn't help but stagger back two steps.

Immediately following!

A black shadow flashed before his eyes!

Again?!

Dang!—

The sound of metal clashing was crisp and had a long-lasting resonance.

But the opponent was using a pair of iron fists to hard-clash with the toughness of the modao bristle-tusk!

His hands vibrated violently!

This time, Su Ming could no longer maintain his footing. He was sent flying twenty meters by this punch, crashing through the railing of the neighboring merchant ship with a bang.

Then, with undiminished momentum, he rolled several times and fell onto the deck!

The webs of his thumbs were torn, his whole body ached, and even the blade of the modao bristle-tusk was slightly bent, with a shallow fist print remaining on it!

This was the most serious injury he had sustained since he started growing!

The opponent's physical strength was at least 16 points or more, and he also possessed exquisite Fishman Karate skills!

Furthermore...

That punch just now vaguely reminded Su Ming of a certain incredible sea creature—the Mantis Shrimp!

Wait!

Is this reasonable?

How can ordinary Fishman Karate produce such a ridiculous punch?

But Su Ming had no time to consider more. In his peripheral vision, Fizz's massive figure was rapidly falling toward him!

Dammit!—

As if I'm afraid of you!

With a roar, demonic energy surged around Su Ming's body!

The profaning demonic energy of the Abyss rolled like a tide, and crimson electric arcs crackled.

In just a split second, Su Ming transformed into the hideous demonic body of the Dark Erosion Spider Demon!

The modao bristle-tusk performed a powerful upward slash!

With eight legs braced on the ground and the support of 17 points of Physique in this form, this strike was both fatal and swift!

Suspended in the air, unable to fly, and without techniques like Moonwalk...

I'm so...

Fizz's eyes were full of despair.

You're a sore loser, aren't you?