114: Riding the waves? Is that something a human could do?!

The sea breeze carried a fishy scent, whipping Lu Sheng's white naval coat until it snapped loudly.

He stood with his hands in his pockets, walking casually across the undulating sea surface.

Beneath his soles, it was as if there was an invisible air cushion; no matter how the waves surged, even his shoes didn't get wet.

This move was too smooth, too sleek.

In the distance, on the bridge of the Zhenyuan Ship.

Chen Yan had just chopped off the head of a Marine Iguana that tried to sneak attack him. Before he could even wipe the blood away, his peripheral vision caught a scene that made his eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.

"Clang."

The alloy battle-axe in his hand, which had smashed countless skulls, slammed heavily onto the railing, leaving a dent in the special steel.

Chen Yan ignored the numbness in his hand, staring fixedly at the figure walking on the sea. It felt like a piece of burning charcoal was stuck in his throat—he couldn't swallow it, nor could he spit it out.

"spirit source projection? Walking on the waves?!"

"This kid... has he promoted to a Level 6 Spirit Source User?"

As a veteran Level 6 Expert, Chen Yan knew better than anyone how difficult this step was.

To achieve spirit source projection to lift the body, one must at least complete the deep refinement of two internal organs, forming a small cycle of spirit source within the body!

This is work that requires grinding, something achieved only by risking one's life and spending time!

Back in his day, he had to use his spirit source to refine his five viscera, experiencing countless brushes with death just to touch the threshold.

But Lu Sheng?

Killing a monster, leveling up, less than five minutes total, and he's already walking on the waves?

"This kid... did he start to Cultivate from inside his mother's womb?"

Chen Yan wiped the blood off his face, looking at his still-trembling hand, and suddenly felt that his decades of military service had been a waste of time.

It's like everyone is riding bicycles, you're still huffing and puffing on the pedals, and someone suddenly zooms past you in a Ferrari.

And they even have to turn back and ask you: Why aren't you accelerating?

It's too damaging to one's self-esteem.

On the sea.

Lu Sheng didn't know how much psychological trauma he had caused his superior.

He stopped, tilted his head slightly, and swept his golden vertical pupils across the surroundings.

Having lost the command of their king, that group of Marine Iguanas had lost their formation, but their bloodthirsty instincts remained.

Seeing a human daring to stand alone on the water, this was simply a buffet delivered to their door.

"Roar! Roar!"

The herd that had been besieging the blazing flame instantly turned their focus.

Hundreds of dark green figures cut white lines through the water, their mouths full of sharp teeth wide open, scrambling to pounce on Lu Sheng, fearing that if they were a step too slow, they wouldn't even get a scrap of bone.

A fishy wind hit his face, and the killing intent boiled over.

"Just in time."

The corners of Lu Sheng's mouth twitched as he slowly pulled his hands out of his pockets.

He had just awakened a new skill and was worrying about where to test it.

This group of thick-skinned targets had come at the perfect time.

"Human-Dragon Form — Activate!"

He triggered it with his mind.

At that moment, it was as if a sleeping giant beast within Lu Sheng had awakened. His heart contracted violently, pumping a stream of scorching golden blood into his limbs and bones.

"Crack — crack —"

A series of teeth-aching bone explosions rang out, as dense as a string of firecrackers detonating inside his body.

Lu Sheng's original height of one meter seventy-eight seemed to inflate wildly.

Muscle fibers squirmed and reorganized violently beneath his skin, forcefully stretching him beyond two meters!

Those were muscle lines born purely for slaughter.

"Riiiip!"

The white naval coat finally couldn't bear the strain, tearing open at the back.

"Hum!"

A layer of fine, heavy, dark golden Dragon scales, like flipping playing cards, instantly covered every inch of his skin, seamless and emitting a cold, metallic luster.

His fingers elongated, his nails turning into sharp, knife-like Dragon Claws. With a gentle clench, the air was squeezed until it exploded.

His feet burst through his white military boots, transforming into two ferocious Dragon feet that firmly gripped the Void Realm.

Behind him, a thick and powerful golden Dragon tail whipped out, snapping the air with a loud crack.

On either side of his forehead, skin and flesh tore open, and a pair of magnificent golden Dragon horns slowly emerged, carrying an ancient, primal aura.

In that instant, he was no longer a Mortal.

He was a killing machine clad in golden armor!

A terrifying Dragon aura pressed outward in a ring from him as the center.

The seawater within a hundred-meter radius was actually pressed down by half a meter by this invisible field, forming a huge bowl-shaped depression!

On the Deck of the blazing flame.

Zhou Hai was just slamming a Marine Iguana's head into its chest cavity. He looked up, froze, and his mouth hung open wide enough to fit a lightbulb.

The dead lizard in his hand plopped to the ground.

"Holy... crap?"

Zhou Hai rubbed his eyes, even forgetting there were monsters behind him. "Is the Boss... mutating? Or is this his true form?"

"This is too cool! A humanoid Godzilla!"

On the sea.

Facing those hundreds of bloody mouths biting toward him, Lu Sheng didn't draw his gun.

He just crouched slightly and took a deep breath.

His enhanced Strong Lungs Level I acted like a high-power turbocharger, instantly draining the surrounding oxygen and even forming a visible air vortex in front of his mouth and nose.

Immediately after, his Strong Heart Level I heart pumped frantically!

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The dull heartbeat sounded like war drums, transmitting through his body, shaking the few Marine Iguanas rushing at the front until they faltered.

The violent golden spirit source in his body was compressed to the limit and transported to the depths of his throat.

Lu Sheng's chest bulged high, and the blood vessels beneath his skin revealed a dazzling golden light, as if he had swallowed a miniature sun undergoing nuclear fusion.

Aiming at the dense herd of beasts in front.

He opened his mouth.

"Get lost... perish!!"

"BOOM —!!!"

This time, it wasn't the precise point-shot from before.

It was a catastrophe.

A golden stream of light, as thick as a water barrel, erupted from his mouth accompanied by a deafening roar!

The high-temperature particle stream of several thousand degrees instantly filled the space in front.

There were no screams.

Because there was no time.

The hundred or so Marine Iguanas rushing at the front, the moment they touched the golden light stream, their green scales, tough skin, and pale bones were directly vaporized!

Not even ashes remained.

"Sizzle —"

Dragon Breath swept across, plowing a death fan with a diameter of one hundred meters on the sea surface.

The seawater was instantly boiled and evaporated, and a large amount of white steam rose up, forming a small mushroom cloud.

When the light dissipated.

The sea was empty.

The originally crowded herd of beasts had a huge gap in the middle, as if it had been forcefully erased by an eraser.

Only the boiling seawater remained bubbling, and a thick, suffocating burnt smell permeated the air.

One strike, field cleared.

The remaining Marine Iguanas completely broke down.

They were beasts, but they weren't stupid.

Watching their companions instantly evaporate, the fear carved deep into their genes overwhelmed their appetite.

"Squeak, squeak!"

The surviving Marine Iguanas let out terrified screams, flicked their tails, and dove into the deep water for their lives, not daring to look back even if they bumped into each other and bled.

In just over ten seconds.

The sea was clear, and even the waves didn't dare to crash loudly.

Lu Sheng slowly retracted his Dragon Breath, exhaling two white streams of air with sparks from his nostrils.

That ferocious set of Dragon scales shimmered in the sun before gradually fading away, and his body returned to its normal size. Fortunately, the quality of Lu Sheng's pants was decent, so he didn't expose anything.

At this moment, he stood shirtless, wearing a pair of tattered pants on the still-boiling sea, his golden vertical pupils coldly scanning the scene.

Whether it was the dumbfounded Chen Yan in the distance, the jaw-dropped Zhou Hai on the ship, or the survivors hiding in the cabin peeking through cracks and trembling.

At this moment, looking at that back, only one thought remained in their minds —

There really is a god on this sea.

PS: Today's update (4/4), brothers, the book reviews were ruined by studios leaving negative reviews, sigh, my mentality is broken. I urgently need a master-level verification to stabilize my Dao Heart. Any Fellow Daoist willing to support? Ahem... just kidding. I hope everyone watches rationally and doesn't let the negative reviews affect your mood. If you don't believe me, you can click on their profiles; nine out of ten reviews are negative comments for other authors. This book has also reached number one on the new book list. This achievement is the result of everyone's hard work. Regardless of what happens in the future, let's all leave a memento on this chapter. Thank you for your support!! Sincerely, thank you...