172: The daughter of King Xiao was stunned as her body withstood an 8th-level secret technique!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!"

On the sea surface, a series of dull explosions erupted.

Two entangled black shadows, like tiles thrown by a mischievous child, skipped frantically across the surging waves.

Every time they hit the water, white waves dozens of meters high were kicked up, accompanied by the crisp sound of dislocating bones.

They bounced a full seven or eight times, sliding for nearly a thousand meters.

"Boom!"

Only then did the two smash into the deep sea in an extremely wretched state, splashing up a curtain of water.

A few seconds later.

"Pffft—cough cough cough!"

The sea surface broke open, and the two brothers, Tian Zuo and Tian You, emerged from the water supporting each other.

Miserable.

Too miserable.

Tian You's right arm, which Lu Sheng had used as a handle, now hung limply at his side like overcooked noodles; white bone fragments pierced through the black scales, and blood mixed with seawater, staining a large area red.

Tian Zuo wasn't doing much better; a large section of his chest had collapsed, thick black blood hung from the corner of his mouth, and his originally sinister eyes now held only ghost-like horror.

"Big brother..."

Tian You's features were twisted in pain, and his voice was trembling—it was fear from the depths of his Soul: "Is... is this damn thing human?!"

"That collision just now, I felt like I hit a piece of Deep Sea Profound Iron!"

"Even those Body Cultivator monsters who specialize in the Physical Body don't have bones this hard! My hand... it's ruined!"

Tian Zuo wiped the blood from his face and stared fixedly at the black figure standing on the waves in the distance.

The rain poured down.

That youth had his hands in his pockets, letting the rain slide down his cheeks, his expression as indifferent as if he were looking at two ants that had fallen into the water.

"Something's not right..."

Tian Zuo's heart pounded wildly; the flame called "greed" was mostly extinguished by a bucket of ice water, replaced by extreme calmness.

"There's something wrong with this kid's Physical Body. If we go head-to-head, we'll definitely die!"

"Pull back!"

Tian Zuo made a prompt decision and roared sternly: "Humans recover spirit source slowly at sea. He's a land creature—wear him down! Kite him!!"

Before he could finish his sentence.

The two retreated hundreds of meters in perfect sync, one in front and one behind, sandwiching Lu Sheng in the middle.

"Roar—!"

Although Tian You had lost an arm, his ferocity was completely triggered.

He slapped the sea surface with one hand, and the majestic spirit source belonging to a Level 8 Expert within him erupted without reservation.

"Black Water · Giant Python!!"

Splash—!

The originally grey seawater instantly became pitch black, and a black water python, fifty meters long and composed entirely of high-density seawater, roared forth.

The python opened its bloody maw, large enough to swallow a tank, and lunged straight at Lu Sheng with a fishy wind!

At the same time.

Tian Zuo, behind him, formed hand seals, the green light in his eyes flaring.

"Human! That was just a warm-up!"

"Let me show you what a Level 8 Expert's true spirit source Secret Technique is!!"

"Cloud-Piercing Spike—Go!!"

Buzz—!

Water molecules in the surrounding air were forcibly extracted and compressed.

A giant water spike, ten meters long and deep blue, with water currents rotating at high speed on its surface, instantly took shape in front of him.

This water spike not only contained terrifying kinetic energy but was also imbued with the corrosive poison unique to the Drowned Ones.

"Swoosh—!!!"

The ear-piercing sound of a sonic boom tore through the rain curtain.

The Cloud-Piercing Spike was like a supersonic cruise missile, accurately locking onto the back of Lu Sheng's heart!

A giant python swallowing from the front, a water spike piercing the heart from behind.

A certain-death trap!

On the blazing flame, everyone's hearts leaped into their throats.

However.

At the center of the storm, a playful arc curled at the corner of Lu Sheng's mouth.

He didn't even turn his head.

"That's it?"

"This is what you call... Level 8 methods?"

Lu Sheng moved.

With a thought.

Spirit Source Life Weapon—dragon devouring spear!

The next second.

"Sweeping Thousand Armies!" Lu Sheng shouted, brandishing the dragon devouring spear and sweeping it with all his might at the giant python in front of him.

"Boom—!!!"

A world-shaking explosion erupted on the sea!

The terrifying shockwave swept in all directions, and the horrific power on the dragon devouring spear directly shattered the lunging black water python into a mist of water.

At the critical moment when the Cloud-Piercing Spike was about to touch the corner of his clothes on his back.

Dragon Scales—Activate!

Clack, clack, clack—!

A layer of fine, ancient, dark-golden scales instantly covered his back.

"Boom!"

The Cloud-Piercing Spike hit Lu Sheng's back directly.

Lu Sheng was pushed by this massive kinetic energy, his feet plowing through the sea surface like a surfboard, sliding backward at high speed!

Sizzle—!

The seawater beneath his feet was instantly vaporized by the high temperature of the friction, pulling out a five-hundred-meter-long white steam channel.

Until five hundred meters away.

Lu Sheng's figure paused and came to a steady halt.

The water mist dissipated.

The Tian brothers widened their eyes, staring fixedly at that area of the sea, expecting to see the wretched sight of that arrogant human's chest being pierced.

However.

In their sight.

That youth slowly straightened his back.

Not even a damn corner of his clothes was torn!

"Peak force of eighteen thousand catties..."

Lu Sheng mentally calculated the data, a hint of boredom flashing in his golden vertical pupils.

"Subtracting the 10% damage reduction from the Dragon Scales, the actual force sustained was sixteen thousand two hundred catties."

"Just within the limit of my bone endurance."

He looked up at the dazed brothers in the distance and grinned.

That smile, in the eyes of the Tian brothers, was more sinister than a demon's.

"The strength is acceptable."

Lu Sheng cracked his neck, producing a series of crisp popping sounds.

"It's just right for cupping; for killing... it's still a bit lacking."

"If this is your full strength..."

Lu Sheng's Dragon Claw gripped the dark-golden dragon devouring spear, the tip pointing toward Tian Zuo.

"Then today, you might not be able to leave."

Five hundred meters below the sea surface.

There was no wind or rain here, only deathly silence and darkness.

But at this moment, two figures were floating beside a deep-sea cliff, separated by a faint spirit source shield, looking up with great interest at the world-shaking battle above.

The person on the left was a girl who looked to be sixteen or seventeen.

She wore a set of fiery-red soft armor and had a neat high ponytail. Her skin was so fair it was almost transparent, and her large eyes sparkled with a mischievous light.

Most strikingly, two delicate pale-pink fish gills grew behind her ears, opening and closing gently with her breath.

Beside her stood a young man in a black robe.

The young man had a cold face, and his brow held an innate arrogance. He carried a crimson spear on his back, and his body radiated a suffocatingly hot aura that actually pushed the surrounding seawater back by three feet.

Fenhai City, daughter of King Xiao, Xiao Ling.

Fenhai City, Eldest Son of King Xiao, Xiao Yan.

"Brother! Look, look!!"

Xiao Ling pointed at the figure drawing white air waves on the sea, so excited she almost jumped up, her small hands shaking Xiao Yan's arm frantically.

"That human is so amazing!!"

"Resisting a Level 8 Secret Technique with his Physical Body! Not even his skin is broken!"

"And there's more! That golden spear in his hand... Wow! It has dragon patterns on it! So cool!"

Xiao Ling's eyes were full of stars. She turned to look at her brother and curled her lip: "It's way cooler than your fire poker!"

Xiao Yan: "..."

Even with his good upbringing, the veins on his forehead couldn't help but throb at this moment.

"Ling'er, watch your stance."