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"Thump!"

A dull thud echoed.

The ejection seat crashed into the sea, sending up a large spray of water.

The parachute followed, flattening out on the surface like a giant pancake.

Before that.

Fang Han had already unbuckled his seatbelt.

The instant he hit the water.

He quickly jumped off the seat, dove beneath the surface, and swam away from the parachute.

At the same time.

Fang Han swiftly drew a dagger, clenching it tightly in his right hand, anxiously scanning his surroundings.

Based on past experience.

Falling into the water would quickly attract a frenzied attack from various sea creatures.

This place was over two hundred kilometers from the war zone, in the outer sea, where dangerous marine life would be even more abundant.

Even if his comrades noticed he had fallen into the water and notified the rescue team immediately, he wouldn't be able to wait for them for at least fifteen minutes.

And in such a long time, he would probably have become food for some large fish.

Fang Han felt the slightly cold seawater and exhaled, "Before I die, I'll have to kill a few sea fish!"

Only a few seconds passed.

From the northeast, a small school of fish suddenly swam over.

Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be the relatively common sharp-toothed fish.

Fang Han's heart sank.

They really came!

As far as he knew, sharp-toothed fish were not large, usually about the length of an adult arm, but they would attack humans immediately.

However.

He soon discovered that things didn't seem to be going as expected.

The school of sharp-toothed fish flicked their tails a few times and swam straight past, as if they hadn't seen him.

Fang Han was stunned.

What's going on?

He didn't think the sharp-toothed fish hadn't seen him.

Their hearing was frighteningly acute, capable of detecting loud noises within a kilometer.

The sound of the seat crashing into the water was so loud that the sharp-toothed fish must have heard it and swam over to check it out.

In the next three minutes.

Three more waves of fish schools visited the area.

But they all swam past, with no intention of attacking at all.

Without exception.

Fang Han was full of doubts, feeling as if his understanding of the world had been overturned.

What's going on today?

Are the creatures in the ocean going crazy?

It wasn't until the sixth minute.

That Fang Han felt that the world had become a little more normal.

A two-meter-long grey reef shark, transformed into a sharp sword, swiftly darted over.

Its dorsal fin vibrated rapidly, emitting a strange sound.

"Zzz! Zzz!"

This vibration caused subtle changes in the seawater, greatly reducing the grey reef shark's swimming resistance.

In this world.

Many sea fish have mastered similar techniques.

Fang Han hovered in the seawater, his muscles tensed, staring unblinkingly at the grey reef shark.

Two seconds later.

Just as the grey reef shark was about to attack, Fang Han suddenly had a flash of inspiration and, as if possessed, waved his dagger.

He clearly sensed a strange power surging out from his body.

The next moment.

Ten meters ahead.

"Glug!"

A strange muffled sound.

The seawater surged rapidly, instantly forming a small whirlpool with a radius of five meters.

Fang Han was stunned.

Did I create this?

At this time.

The grey reef shark on the opposite side seemed to sense something was wrong and vigorously swished its tail.

It immediately changed direction, trying to bypass the suddenly appearing whirlpool.

Fang Han's mind hadn't reacted yet, but his right hand instinctively waved.

The whirlpool immediately shifted direction, crashing straight into the grey reef shark, its size also increasing significantly.

The grey reef shark's talent for controlling water flow focused on increasing speed, not flexibility.

This made it impossible to dodge, and it could only crash into the whirlpool head-on.

In that instant.

The whirlpool erupted with considerable power, and the grey reef shark was instantly torn into more than a dozen pieces.

Dismembered!

A large amount of light green, fishy-smelling shark blood immediately spread out.

Fang Han was almost dumbfounded.

He looked at the shark corpse, then glanced at his hands, his face filled with disbelief.

My God!

What did I just do?

At this moment.

A thought suddenly occurred to Fang Han's mind.

The murmuring sound "Storm Warrior" that he had inexplicably heard when the Warhawk Squadron was attacked earlier.

He immediately understood in his heart - I accidentally comprehended some kind of water-based transcendent characteristic and became the so-called "Storm Warrior".

I just don't know.

Who exactly was the voice that said "Storm Warrior".

Fang Han even vaguely had a guess - my "ready to die" mental state at the time was probably a very crucial factor.

Anyway.

This is all good news.

He waved his arms and swam away, starting to move away from the grey reef shark's corpse, and breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart: "It seems I have a chance to survive."

Before long.

Fang Han discovered another anomaly.

In the past.

Although he used the Spirit Cleansing Creeper to extract air from the water, he would inevitably feel a certain sense of suffocation if he stayed underwater for too long.

But now.

He swam vigorously in the water, consuming a lot of physical energy, but he didn't feel a lack of oxygen at all, instead feeling as if he was breathing as smoothly as on land.

This was a wonderful feeling.

He naturally understood that this must be one of the many effects of the Storm talent.

This was not surprising.

If he didn't even have the ability to breathe underwater, and there was a possibility of being drowned alive after going into the water, what kind of Storm Warrior would that be?

"Glug!"

Fang Han smiled and spat out a series of bubbles, directly saying a sentence: "I should be able to speak underwater, right?!"

He clearly sensed that when he spoke, a bubble spontaneously emerged from his mouth, preventing seawater from entering.

There was no need to deliberately control it.

Everything was as natural as breathing and drinking water.

"Glug!"

Fang Han spat out a second string of bubbles: "I should also be able to manipulate the water flow to speed up my swimming, right?"

He immediately felt the water flow around him change, the resistance instantly decreased by more than half, and his swimming speed instantly increased several times.

Just now, it was a turtle's pace of one meter per second.

Now, with a casual stroke, he could easily swim five or six meters.

This was truly a feeling that was extremely pleasant.

Fang Han couldn't help but smack his lips: "I used to hear people say how powerful talents were, this thing is really too perverted."

Others have to train hard for a long time before they have a chance to master it.

I can do it without a second of practice, I can do it casually.

What is this if not perverted?

Fang Han chuckled: "I'm a pervert now too!"

He immediately thought of his old classmate, who now manages six war zones, and muttered: "That's a super pervert among super perverts!"

Now that he understood the wonders of talent, the more he did, the more he realized how powerful Cheng Han was.

Ten minutes later.

Fang Han suddenly saw something different.

Hundreds of meters away.

A string of colorful little dots was rapidly approaching him.

They could swim more than forty meters per second, which was a very fast speed.

Fang Han's heart tightened, and he raised his dagger without hesitation, assuming a defensive posture.

However.

Only a few seconds passed.

He relaxed his guard.

Because Fang Han discovered that this was actually a team of Flower Nymphs.

He wondered to himself, what are the Flower Nymphs doing here?

Soon.

The two sides met.

Fang Han took the initiative to salute: "Ladies, it's a pleasure to meet you, I am an operator from the Warhawk Legion, my Warhawk was shot down by the enemy."

The leading Flower Nymph immediately nodded: "We saw your Warhawk crash, so we came to take a look."

Her Myriad Hao language was very fluent, only with a slight babyish accent, which sounded soft and glutinous.

The other Flower Nymphs stared at Fang Han without blinking, as if a flower had grown on his face.

Fang Han was a little restrained by their gazes and didn't know what to say.

The leading Flower Nymph suddenly said a sentence: "Newborn Sea Clan, you can stay here and wait for the Osprey's rescue, or fight with us."

Fang Han was stunned.

Why call me "Newborn Sea Clan"?

Is it because of the Storm Warrior?

He was thinking about the question in his head, and quickly asked: "May I ask, where are you going to fight?"

The leading Flower Nymph pointed to the front: "In the depths of the sea, eighty kilometers away, there is a White Squid Clan tribe."

Her next sentence was filled with murderous intent: "We plan to kill them all!"

Fang Han answered without thinking: "I'll go with you!"

So many of his comrades in the squadron had died, his heart was filled with anger, and now he urgently wanted to kill the damn White Squid Sea Demons.

The leading Flower Nymph deliberately reminded him: "The battle in the ocean is very different from the sky, you may be killed in battle."

Fang Han's face was full of determination: "Dying on the battlefield is exactly what I expect."

The leading Flower Nymph's tone changed subtly: "Newborn Sea Clan, you are a very brave Myriad Hao person!"

Fang Han shook his head and replied seriously: "No! Among all the warriors of the Warhawk Legion, I am far from outstanding!"

The other Flower Nymphs exchanged glances with each other, their expressions a little different.

At this moment.

Each of them had a thought - even an ordinary Myriad Hao warrior is so brave and fearless, no wonder the Myriad Hao Clan is so powerful!