Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Everyone present had a bewildered look on their faces and looked at each other. When their eyes met, they all sensed a deep and solemn look in the depths of each other's eyes.

The air around seemed to freeze into ice at this moment. The tense atmosphere was like an invisible and heavy pressure, like an airtight net that tightly enveloped everyone.

Then, as if they had made up their minds to face death, they took a deep breath and nodded to each other in tacit understanding. They really agreed with Wang Xunhai's decision, which was to have a one-on-one duel.

Wang Xunhai strode towards the battlefield without fear, his eyes as blazing as torches, firmly locked on his opponent Haier.

Haier, a big man, was tall and sturdy, like a towering mountain, giving people an indescribable strong sense of oppression. However, Wang Xunhai's eyes did not show any sign of retreat, but were filled with unshakable faith and cold indifference. He slowly pulled out the incomplete broken sword at his waist. Although the sword was broken, it seemed to contain endless powerful power in Wang Xunhai's hand.

Then, like an arrow shot from a bow, he rushed towards Haier in front of him at an astonishing speed.

Seeing this, Haier let out a deafening roar that resounded through the sky: "I will definitely assist my master to wipe out all the enemies in front of me!" His voice was filled with frenzy and strong murderous intent, as if he wanted to crush Wang Xunhai completely.

Wang Xunhai frowned, staring at the big guy in front of him with cold eyes, and said slowly: "You don't look like a normal human being at all. You are more like a puppet carefully crafted by a puppeteer, without any independent consciousness." His words revealed his contempt and doubt for Haier without any concealment.

After hearing this, Caitlin's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, like a pale piece of paper. She couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and her feet couldn't help but step back a few steps. She thought to herself, could this person really have seen through the clues? This thought was like a heavy stone, pressing her heartbeat faster, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead unconsciously.

Haier was not disturbed by Wang Xunhai's words at all. He raised his heavy fist high up, which was as heavy as a hammer, and hit Wang Xunhai madly. The speed of the fist swinging was as fast as lightning, as fierce as a storm, and it was almost impossible for people to follow the movement of the fist shadow.

Facing this storm-like fierce attack, Wang Xunhai did not hesitate at all with the broken sword in his hand. His eyes were determined, and he focused on the right moment, stabbing forward without hesitation.

The broken sword pierced Haier's fist accurately. In an instant, several shocking blood holes appeared on Haier's fist, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Haier screamed in pain, and the sound kept echoing in the empty field, making people feel creepy and chilling.

However, Wang Xunhai did not stop there. Taking advantage of the perfect opportunity when Haier was injured, he raised his sword again and slashed at Haier's neck with lightning speed and swiftness. The sword blade flashed a bone-chilling cold light in the air and instantly stuck tightly to Haier's neck.

Haier didn't wake up until this moment, his eyes were full of fear and regret, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, only to find himself in a more terrifying reality. He suddenly realized that he had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation, and the dangerous atmosphere was like an invisible shackle, tightly binding him and making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

At this moment, the cold sword was already against his neck, and the chill from the sword penetrated his skin and reached deep into his soul. He seemed to have instantly become a piece of fish that could be slaughtered at will, with no power to fight back. His body was trembling slightly, and sweat kept dripping from his forehead, dripping onto the ground, splashing tiny dust.

Wang Xunhai stopped moving, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he said to Haier without any emotion: "You have already lost, admit defeat quickly." His voice was as calm as water, but as firm as iron, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Haier's heart hard. There was an irresistible force in that voice, as if announcing an unquestionable and unchangeable fact.

Haier opened his mouth, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something to try to save his remaining face. There was a hint of stubbornness in his eyes, but more of despair and helplessness. However, before he could speak, Caitlin frowned tightly, her eyes burning with anger, and she shouted angrily: "You have already lost, don't you feel ashamed? Admit defeat quickly!" Her voice was full of burning anger and deep disappointment, and the sound echoed in the air, deafening.

When Haier heard this, a trace of shame and helplessness flashed in his eyes. His face turned pale as paper, and his body seemed to be drained of all strength, and suddenly became limp and powerless. He turned around in a panic, and walked slowly and heavily back to Caitlin's side. Every step seemed so difficult, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

Caitlin raised her hand in exasperation, her palm drew an arc in the air, and slapped Haier in the face. The crisp sound of the slap suddenly rang in the air, like thunder, breaking the original silence. A clear palm print instantly appeared on Haier's face. He just lowered his head silently, not daring to have the slightest intention of resistance, and looked extremely cowardly. His eyes were full of pain and self-blame, but he dared not complain at all.

At this time, everyone around was watching this scene quietly, with thousands of thoughts in their minds. This fierce battle gave them a new understanding of Wang Xunhai's powerful strength. The unparalleled strength and superb skills that Wang Xunhai showed in the battle amazed them. They realized that Wang Xunhai was a real strong man, a being that they could not reach.

Haier's performance made them feel extremely disappointed. They had originally placed high hopes on Haier, hoping that he could win this battle and bring them honor and dignity. However, Haier's failure shattered their hopes, and they were filled with loss and frustration.

Caitlin's anger made the whole scene even more tense and depressing. Her anger was like a storm, sweeping across the entire venue. Her eyes were full of dissatisfaction and disappointment with Haier, and that look made Haier feel ashamed. It seemed that even the air had become heavy, making it difficult to breathe. Everyone was immersed in this depressing atmosphere, with all kinds of complicated emotions in their hearts.