Cheng Zongyang's vertical pupils contracted slightly, a flash of surprise passing through his eyes.
He didn't recognize the sharks, nor did he care what kind of fish these suddenly appearing creatures were. In his world, the law of the jungle was eternal: the weak were prey to the strong. Since these big guys had delivered themselves right to his doorstep, and the blood vitality Energy they displayed wasn't low either, he wasn't going to hold back.
Cheng Zongyang slowly swished his tail, adjusting his posture in the water as he focused on the eight sharks that had appeared. His scales gleamed with a cold, eerie luster in the dim light.
The eight sharks seemed to sense the powerful aura exuding from Cheng Zongyang. Their swimming speed slowed slightly as they began circling him, trying to figure out what kind of creature he was. Their sharp, triangular teeth faintly glinted in the dark seawater like rows of cold, gleaming blades, radiating pure ferocity.
