God of Fishing

The hook was shaking with great motivation and was in a hurry. Han was not immediately sure it was not a tentacle shrimp or anything, so he dragged it with confidence.

Maybe it's because of the low level? On several occasions, Han Fei almost took off his fishing rod and finally stalled for a few minutes before a big yellow fish was taken out of the water by Han Fei. This big yellow fish is not the big one from the old Chen fishing, but there are also eight or ninety, definitely a big fish.

Data appears in the line of sight.

[Name] Big yellow fish

[Level] Level 3

[Quality] Normal

[Contains Spirituality] 6 points

Eating Effect Long-term consumption can improve human blood gas

Absorbable

“Ha-ha-ha. Can you stop me from fishing? The big yellow fish in the district, look, I'll catch another ten or eight. ”

Han Fei quickly wore the bait and threw the hook, because the fish was dense, the bite hook reacted quickly, unfortunately only three times in a row because the power of the fish was too strong, so it was unhooked, even the small shrimp rice was not pulled up.

Han Fei recalled the old Chen's pulling of fish at the time, as if it was conductive to the fishing rod with spiritual energy, then the fishing rod hit a spin, and then hooked the fish up. Is there any other principle in this?

Han Fei tried it for a while, and the rod in his hand became like a part of his body, and Han Fei could even feel the movement of the fish in the water through the line.

“Oh, so amazing? ”

At this time, Han Fei knew why Old Chen was spinning the rod, which was a fishing technique aimed at making the hook better snap the fish mouth.

Familiar with the usage, soon after, the second big yellow fish was pulled up by Han Fei, but this one is obviously much smaller than the first one.

But Han doesn't care, there are also 50 or 60 kilos smaller, the task is 300 kilos a day.

But not surprisingly, Han consumed 5 points of his own spiritual value just once on a spiritual conduction fishing trip. But this giant yellow fish has only 5 o'clock of spirituality, which is too much.

“No, it's a big loss! Didn't I fish for nothing? ”

As soon as Han Fei bites his teeth, the fish will still have to catch it. Otherwise, if he can't pay the fish tax, he won't be able to go back to the island.

Less than half an hour later, the fish hooked up again, Han Fei estimated that this was normal time, it should have just been the convergence of spiritual energy leading to the convergence of fish.

This time, Han is not smart. Once there's a fish bite, the first thing is not pulling. First, let the spiritual energy converge, then transfer to the rod, then close your eyes and feel where the fish are struggling, and finally turn around so you can hook up a fish.

Of course, it's not always going to work. In more than two hours, the Korean non-sliding hook has been caught no more than ten times, and no more than 78 fish have been caught, including two small white fish.

Another hour later, late at night, the sea was windy and temperatures were all dropping.

A box of green worms is on the bottom, and the last one is left. And there are 89 big yellow fish swimming in their cabins. Of course, thanks to all the big yellow fish, otherwise a green sea turtle is not necessarily too dry.

Last one, finish the fishing.

Suddenly, Han Fei remembered that Wang Jie said that the hook couldn't exceed 3 meters. Could more than 3 meters catch something else?

Han Fei's eyes turned and his heart said it should be okay to try it? After all, the difference between three meters up and three meters down shouldn't be too great. Can't I just throw it away? After all, the big yellow fish is the lowest fish. Why don't you try the turtlefish?

This time, Han unintentionally added a little more fishing line, and he thought the turtlefish should appear under three meters.

As a result, Han Fei's front foot had just fallen, and the line moved.

“I'll go, three meters below the hook so fast?

Han Fei is very happy. The speed of the fish bite is related to the depth of the water?

Han Feiden pulled the hook hard, but when Han Feiden pulled the hook for half a day, suddenly his hand was light, the line broke, and he fell heavily on the boat.

“Damn Zhang Han, do what he says to me. ”

However, through the moonlight, in the darkness, Korea and Africa saw a cold light flashing through the sky, a monstrous fish half a metre long coming towards them.

“Shit...”

Han Fei's first impression was the swordfish. He actually ran into the swordfish? The line was cut by the swordfish?

A knife on the back of a swordfish is something that even three-year-olds know. That knife can build weapons, and the price is not low.

The knife of the swordfish can be separated. The cold light that Han does not see at this moment is just a knife.

“Oh, my God! ”

Han Fei hurried over the fishing rod.

“Click…”

In the blink of an eye, the rod broke, and Han Fei, who had a huge impact of inertia, fell backwards, and fortunately the knife flew over his face and plunged it directly into the wood.

Han Fei's scalp was numb. If he didn't fall, he'd cut it in half.

He regretted it. He should have listened. He didn't put the hook down to three meters.

Saw the swordfish crash over.

“Ow...”

Han Fei rolled around the boat and grabbed the rod and shot it.

“Bang...”

Han Fei's arm is numb, and this big fish is too powerful.

Afterwards, Han Fei found the knife stuck in the wood trembling, seemingly trying to disengage from the wood.

“What, you can take back the knife you shot? ”

“Brother, you go, I'm not fishing for you, okay? ”

Han Fei confirms that sharks don't have such a thing! The key is that the fish is still skilled and makes itself look like Little Lee Flying Knife. He doesn't believe his body is stronger than a fishing rod. If he's going to cut a knife, isn't that the fastest penetrator in history?

“Ah…”

Knowing that there was no escape, Han Fei suddenly moved his mind. Since the spiritual energy was so useful that he could infuse the fishing rod, could it be used as a weapon?

As soon as it was too late, Han Fei grabbed the broken rod into two pieces, and the spiritual gas sprayed in his hand. The spiritual energy was conducted on the rod, and he stabbed it against the fish head.

“Pfft...”

“Bang...”

Han Fei felt his chest hit by a big rock again, the whole person hit the boat again, his mouth sweetened, is this to spit blood? The next moment, I feel like I'm pressing a big fish on my body and I'm dying.

“Cough... your father, why is the fish so dangerous here? ”

The fishing rod sticks along the knife fish mouth, maybe the knife fish is too strong, and he hit himself to death, which makes Han Fei escape a hijacking.

After a while, Han Fei finally soothed up and felt his strength was exhausted. At this moment, he was all soft, numb wrists and hot.

Han is speechless. No wonder people don't like knife fishing. Is it really dead?

[Name] Knifefish

[Level] Level 6

[Quality] Normal (Death)

[Contains Spirituality] 22 points

Eating Effect Long-term consumption can improve human blood gas

[Collectible] Poor quality fin knife

Absorbable

“That's it, poor quality? What does that mean? ”

Han Fei breathed heavily, a little speechless, and his spiritual breath drained tremendously. At this moment, his wrist felt a tingling sensation.

When he looked down, he saw the gourd on his wrist shining again. In secrecy, he seemed to see a little green light running from the swordfish to the gourd, and instantly it was gone.

Does this gourd absorb spiritual energy?

“Grumpy...”

Han was not very hungry at this moment. He hurried to grab the dead swordfish, cut a piece of meat and stuffed it in his mouth. He found the soul disappearing fish meat, it was a bit ugly! Not only is it smelly, it doesn't have a taste yet.

Fortunately, meat doesn't taste good anymore, but hunger has reduced a lot, looking at the demon pot, only 2 points of spiritual energy.

Han Fei is speechless, and the spirit absorbed by the gourd is not my reserve?

Helpless, Han Fei could only harvest a large yellow fish from the fish chamber.

“Waste! What a shame, dozens of pounds...”

Han Fei absorbed the complaint while looking curiously at the gourd on his wrist and probably did not respond for a long time.