Luo Feifei dove underwater. Without any discernible movement, she shot forward with a gentle flick, pulling Li Xiang along in a silky-smooth glide.
Their speed was at least fifty or sixty meters per second.
Ordinary people needed flippers to dive, and oxygen tanks for greater depths, but Luo Feifei needed none of it.
Her form was graceful, more agile than any fish. Even at fifty or sixty meters per second, her movements didn't seem rushed. Instead, she exuded a sense of effortless ease, like a leisurely stroll. It was obvious she wasn't using her full strength.
After all, they were just playing and frolicking underwater, not fleeing for their lives or rushing to a destination.
At first, Li Xiang tried to use his Wave-Treading Technique to manipulate the undercurrents and propel himself. But he soon discovered the currents couldn't even keep up with Luo Feifei. So, he simply relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of being carried along for the ride.
