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"Huh?" Xiao Ruoling was taken aback as she stepped forward to pick up two pieces, examining them closely.
Chu Zhiyuan wielded the Bright Moon Saber and continued to forge ahead.
Endless streams of flying fish charged towards him.
As he swung his blade, he waded into the sea, where the flying fish fell in halves wherever he passed.
As he moved further in, the attackers were no longer just flying fish.
The fish that chased earlier, even some larger ones, shrank their bodies to continue their attack.
Once Chu Zhiyuan neared the land, brimming with confidence, he switched from fleeing to hunting them down.
He wanted to see if these fish feared death and whether he could kill them all.
Fish flesh and blood churned in the water, attracting even more fish, making the sea seem as if it were boiling.
Chu Zhiyuan stood about thirty meters below the surface, going no further, and continued to swing his saber.
The Bright Moon Saber became more translucent.
