God of Fishing

Half the day at the training field, Han Feng was in pain, walking with his back covered.

He Xiaoyu followed Han Fei with a stick and apologized: “Did I do something heavy? My dad says it's called conditioning. ”

Han Fei: “It's okay, these ten sticks are awesome and suitable for me. By the way, where'd you get that bamboo stick? Quite sturdy. ”

He Xiaoyu was proud to hold the stick: “This is a bamboo stick, collected from the bottom of the sea bamboo wood, collected by my father from the bottom of the first level fishing grounds. ”

Han Fei was surprised: "Didn't you not get into the water? It's so dangerous in the water. ”

He Xiaoyu: “Yes! The village chief's grandfather took everyone there, but my father told me that three fishermen were still dead. ”

Han Fei looked at his fine iron rod and looked at the bamboo stick. “Which one is good? ”

He Xiaoyu: “Of course it's a bamboo stick, that is, I am now at a low level, otherwise fine iron fishing rod is a stick thing. ”

Han Fei said to himself: “All the babies in this world are in the sea. Even the bamboo in the sea is harder than fine iron. Do we have to find a way to fuck babies underwater in the future? ”

He Xiaoyu: “What are you talking about? ”

Han Fei: “Oh, nothing, go back to class first! I have one more thing to do, I'll be right back... heh! Can I borrow your bamboo stick? ”

He Xiaoyu immediately hugged the bamboo stick as soon as he heard that he wanted to borrow the stick.

Han Fei couldn't help but laugh: “I realized, I'll wait for you in the cafeteria later, and I'll give it back to you. ”

He Xiaoyu will doubt: “You can't lie to me, or my father will kill me. ”

Han Fei: “I promise not to lie to you. ”

After taking over the bamboo stick, Han's face changed immediately. This stick is actually heavier than the fine iron rod, at least 30 to 40 kg.

Han Fei immediately understood that he Xiao Xiao had just let himself, otherwise this stick would be on himself, and he would have to practise himself for half a day?

……

Han Fei is looking for Hu Kun to swallow spiritual fish soup.

Hu Kun and Han Fei are not in the same class. At this time, they are all taking free refining classes. They are said to want to be the disciples of Fang Ze. They are all desperately practicing at this time.

Han Fei came to the training field with a bamboo stick.

Immediately, a lot of people who were cultivating their physique saw Han Fei.

Han Fei is a celebrity in school, not because he is awesome, but because he is too scrap material, it is difficult for people to know each other. If they can't move on foot, someone says, "Look, this is Han Fei, four years in school or second grade”.

A teenager flipped out and said, "Han Fei, who let you come here? This is a training ground for Chinese fishermen. Get the hell out of here. ”

Han Fei was speechless. Are kids so arrogant now?

Hu Kun saw Han Fei with a dark face.

Lu Lingzhi saw Han Fei, some accidents, then saw Hu Kun again. She always felt that the Han Fei she saw today was a little different than before.

Han Fei was unreasonable to speak to the teenager, but shouted at Hu Kun: "Hu Kun, come out. ”

I didn't wait for Hu Kun to make a move. The teenager said, "Get the fuck out of here. Didn't you hear me? ”

Han Fei laughed: “I'm going to say you're stunned. It's all about praising you. What do I have to do with you? Eat your big yellow fish? ”

Quiet down the hall.

Some of the little girls are surprised. With their mouths open, Han Fei, this stuffy gourd, is it cursing?

Hu Kun laughed with his mouth full of laughter. His heart said you're dead this time. This is a training ground. It can be challenged. Are you serious about quality?

Did Han Fei scold you back?

There was a crowd on the side: "Ow, Zhang Ning, he looked down on you! ”

“Zhang Ning, if you put this on me, you've already turned him over again! ”

“Zhang Ning, this is intolerable. A second-degree fisherman has climbed to your head. ”

The teenager named Zhang Ning sneered: “You're fine. You're here with a stick, you want to cut it, right? I'll play with you and let you know what a gap is. ”

Han Fei: “What level are you? ”

Zhang Ning: “What's wrong, scared? Don't worry, I'm level four, but don't say I bullied you, I fought you with half my strength. ”

Lu Lingzhi rebuked: “Zhang Ning, you have gone too far. ”

Lu Lingzhi turned to Han Feiduo: “Go away, you are in a different situation, Grade 4 has begun to refine the body, you can't fight. ”

Han Fei grinned: “Fine, just as I practiced the stick method today, I'm not yet familiar with it, it's better than the drawing. ”

Who is Han Fei, who runs the sea, especially independently?

As soon as Zhang Ning listened, he hastily answered: “Lu Lingzhi, don't worry about it. If this kid agrees, I won't need weapons. Save your saying I bully you. ”

After Zhang Ning went straight to Han Fei.

But Zhang Ning hasn't stopped, so he saw Han Fei jump up with a bamboo stick and just chop it off.

Zhang Ning: “You attacked...”

“Bang...”

“Click...”

“Ahhh... my neck is broken, my neck is broken. ”

Zhang Ning knelt on the floor, his head crooked and howled. Han Fei was too fast just now. He couldn't get back. A stick was smashed on his shoulder. He was directly knocked on the ground and his neck was crooked.

“Han Fei, you're shameless. ”

“Han Fei, do you fucking understand what this is all about? ”

“Han Fei, are you picking on something? ”

Han Fei looked at Zhang Ning, shouting, and looked at the people: “He wants to fight himself! You want to fight, you want me to fight, you want me to fight, you want me to blame you? ”

Everyone choked and said we didn't even know you were so fierce!

Someone's face changed dramatically: "No, he wasn't a second-degree fisherman, he was a four-degree fisherman at least. ”

Hu Kun, Lu Lingzhi all slightly discolored, Han Fei level 4?

Han Fei: “I didn't say I was second! Are you all right? Hu Kun, you come..."

“You stop. ”

“If you hit someone, you want to go. Do you really think our class wants to come and go? ”

Han Fei: “Then how? ”

Immediately a tall man walked out with a stick in his hand, but much worse than a bamboo stick, not even a fine iron stick.

The boy pointed to Han Fei: “It was a sneak attack, I really don't know where your confidence came from, and you started going crazy when you got promoted to level 4. ”

When the boy lifted his stick, he put up a fight.

Han Fei hey hey smile, picked up the bamboo stick and jumped, smashing it hard. He had been hit by He Xiao Yu all morning, knowing how powerful this smashing force was.

The boy also lifted the stick up.

“When…"

The boy took five or six steps backwards, his hands were numb. What the hell, is this kid really in fourth grade? Why are you so strong?

On the side, Lu Lingzhi's eyes glistened. Hu Kun glanced wide. Is this the way this kid broke through?

“Ah…”

Han Fei was impotent, did not give the boy a chance to return the hand, held the bamboo stick and smashed it all the way. There was no skill at all, it was smashing.

“When…”

Five or six times in a row, the boy's iron stick was directly bent.

“Bang...”

The boy was hit by a stick on the ground.

……

“Okay, okay, here we go, right? ”

A boy came out with a stick, and Han Fei's eyes slightly shrunk. This guy was a level 5 fisherman who had mocked him more than once before.

But Han Fei was not afraid. When he saw the boy hit him hard, he hit him as well.

“When…"

There was a loud thrill, and people couldn't help but cover their ears.

However, Han is not very happy with his face. He has a good manpower and can fight.

“I smash, I smash, I smash...”

Han Fei burst into pieces with bamboo sticks, and from time to time, iron sticks fell on him. But the fourth-level fishermen already have enough strength, so what about the iron stick? He Xiaoyu just smashed it for half a day.

Someone stared at me and said, "Is this guy a monster? Why are you so strong? ”

Lu Lingzhi looked at Hu Kun: “In the morning, did you see him break through before hitting him? ”

Hu Kun blackened: “I didn't hit him, I didn't know he had broken through. ”

Lu Lingzhi was somewhat unbelievable. In the past, there were more people in school who wanted to bully Han Fei. Hu Kun was the one who wanted it the most. But she was also stunned. It was only a few days before the entrance exam. Is Han Fei ready to fight a level 5 fisherman?

Room.

Han Feishi smashed it useless, and instead of sweeping it, he let the teenager in front of him smash a stick on his back and pull up the bamboo stick and sweep it.

“Click...”

“Ah... I broke my arm, broke...”

If He Xiaoyu was here, he would definitely cry. His own ten square stick, hard-boiled by Han Fei, smelled like an iron blood baton. If you can't beat it, sweep it. Under all your might, you don't have any enemies.

When he saw the teenager lying on the floor crying, Han Fei grinned his painful teeth and shouted: "Hu Kun, if you don't come out, I'll go to the teacher. ”