Upon hearing West's words, the other members of the sea race couldn't help quickening their steps.
They stared at West.
"Now it's on the third floor. We can challenge you. I believe the zombie king won't refuse."
"We are not cowards. Don't forget what you promised before!"
Several sea members walked around West.
West's whereabouts were all guarded by the sea race.
"Of course, I can accept your challenge." West looked around and said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sea warriors took action.
They moved so fast that colorful lights intertwined with West.
West just snorted lightly, and his right hand was slightly hooked, and the water needed for the actions of these sea tribes had evaporated from their bodies.
Before they could even make a ruckus, they fell to the ground.
"According to the rules of your competition, you are all defeated by me now," West said with a smile.
It was indeed a good thing.