God of Fishing

Everyone was staring at the two of them, and it was reasonable to play level seven and level six, which was nothing suspicious. But Han Fei, this shemale evil, should have gained a lot of advantages. He grew too fast and defeated Hu Kun once. Maybe he really had the bass to fight Grade 7.

In the expectations of the crowd, they did it. This time, Han Fei jumped and split. Without him, he wouldn't do anything else. He would just split, sweep and poke people.

Xing Qiu hummed, and the spiritual temper erupted. He was ready to take a strong blow and defeat Han Fei directly.

Han Fei and Xing Qiu thought differently. Being a man cannot be too high-profile. Class 7 fishermen are already at the peak of the school. If you kill Xing Qiu with a stick like you did with Kong, then something will happen.

“When…"

Han Fei's face changed dramatically and pretended to take a few steps back: “Wow, is this the Seventh Strength? It's amazing. ”

Xing Fei's face was still arrogant. He said he knew I was good, didn't he? But he knows for himself, isn't Han really strong and powerful? I actually felt numbness in my hands.

“When…”

Han Fei: “Damn, the seventh level is fierce. ”

Han Fei: “He Xiaoyu, I don't have to win this time! ”

Han Fei: “Then who, are your hands numb? You're bleeding. ”

Knocked five sticks in a row, Han Fei kept nagging in his mouth, his face had changed several times. At first, the audience thought that Han Fei really felt the vibrancy of Grade 7.

But on the other hand, what's better than Han Fei? Xing Feihu's mouth cracked, the corner of his mouth bled, his face grew paler and paler, even his hands with sticks were shaking.

“When…"

Xing Qiu flew out, the stick didn't bend, his arms were slightly broken, his mouth corner was bleeding, and he almost sat on the floor seven or eight steps backwards.

Han Fei: “Hiss! It is so fierce, the Seventh Grade Strong is not the infamous generation, my hands are shaking. ”

Han Fei shook his hand.

Everybody's speechless. You call that shivering? You're shaking, okay?

How can Han Fei become so strong when his face is as heavy as water and his heart is shocked? The overstep challenge, not only won, but nothing happened.

Quiet, quiet, silent.

Somebody patted me in the head. Am I fucking dreaming? Is this Han Fei?

He Xiaoyu's mouth was rounded and his eyes were full. How could she not have known that Han Fei was so good for four years? This is awesome.

Han Fei hurried to give Ho Xiaoyu a look.

He Xiaoyu: “???? ”

Han Fei walked to He Xiao Fish in disguise, then “Ah” and fell on He Xiao Fish.

Han Fei: “Heh! I won, but I didn't seem to get hurt much either. ”

As a result, Han Fei seemed to feel something was wrong, as if he had encountered something.

“Soft? ”

“Pfft...”

He Xiaoqi's little face was red: “You're shameless. ”

Han Fei shook his face: “I'm hurt, why are you beating me? I'm dirty and rolling, and I'm gonna drink soup. ”

A bunch of people rolling their eyes. Can you play a little more fake? At this juncture, drinking fish soup, pretending to be injured to eat girls' tofu, you are nobody.

Yang Qing tried to calm his anger. I don't see it like a child. I calm down...

Yang Qing low drinks: “Okay, let's do this challenge! Han Fei, you come with me. ”

Han Fei: “Teacher, I need fish soup, otherwise the five dirty rolls...”

“Bang...”

Han Fei was kicked out, flew a dozen meters away, saw him “sneak off” and jumped, then wanted to run.

Yang Qing: “Stand here, fish soup, go to the cafeteria yourself, come with me... any other small fish, also come... the rest of the classmates, send Hu Kun and Xing Qiu to treatment. ”

Wang Jie is serving a bottle of valuable liquid and feels that he may be able to go even further. His eyes lifted, and he saw his colleague, Teacher Yang Qing, walking over with his student in the dark.

Wang Jie: “Teacher Yang, what's wrong? ”

Yang Qing: “Teacher Wang, you students are really hidden deep enough! Han Fei knocked on the top of level six with a stick and swept five or six sticks across the top of level seven. Did you know that? ”

Wang Jie's face is squeamish. What are you talking about? A stick knocks out a level six peak? And five or six sticks to sweep the seventh level?

Han Fei hastily said: "Teacher Wang, I am a five-dirty roller myself..."

Yang Qing: “You shut up, you turn your butt, you didn't even shake once, when I can't see? ”

Wang Jie looked deeply at Han Fei and glanced at He Xiao Xiao and said, “Xiao Xiao, what kind of moth are you doing? ”

He Xiao's face was blushing and he couldn't speak for half a day.

At the end of the day, Yang Qing smiled: “You student, you are addicted to cheating fish soup, this time to cheat fish soup was hit by me. Hey, you classmates, deal with it! By the way, there are only a few people in the school other than Tang Gong who are his opponents, let him go somewhere else to cheat. ”

Han Fei Gu, what a trick! I'm on it, too, okay? Who knows if Grade 7 is so unbeaten, he can still spell it with himself!

When Yang Qing left, Wang Jie looked at Han Fei in a strange way: “What good did Tang Gong give you? Are you practicing so fast? ”

……

Far from the edge of the secondary fishery, on a white luxury fishing boat, Tang Gong sneezed and frowned slightly. Could my brother have been bullied? It's been a while, but this guy around me won't leave me. What should I do?

Never mind, I will definitely find a way to go back in a few days. Han Fei should not be bullied.

Around.

Fang Ze carried a fishing rod with a three-headed snake on it. He smiled at Tang Guo: "This is the three-headed sea snake. Even if the head leaves, it won't die. It will grow again in a while, and it is very aggressive. Of course, their serpents contain the essence of the heavens and the earth, which is not much to make up for. Here, eat it for you. If you finish it, it will be level 9. ”

……

In school.

With Wang Jie's cognition, this can only be helped by Tang Gong. Han is only a first-degree spiritual vein. In half a month against the sky, can he reverse the level-7 fisherman from the second-degree fisherman? If he really has talent, even in town, where does he teach?

Wang Jie said deeply: “The transition elevated itself to cultivate, it was temporarily refreshing, but the later, the harder it is to cultivate. Even spiritual fruit is wonderful, but it belongs to the medicine and cannot be eaten indiscriminately, you must not pull it too fast to repair it, otherwise it can easily damage the roots. ”

Han Fei: “Heh! Teacher, I listened to you. ”

Wang Jie saw that the waste material in his class had become the top master of his peers. He felt a little uncomfortable and waved randomly: “Go! Stop challenging yourself. In the future, you will receive two bowls of Spiritual Fish Soup. After all, your classmates will also practice. ”

Han Fei hastily responded, suddenly he said: "Teacher, I hear there are a lot of North and South campus experts? And West campus. Any better? ”

Wang Jie's eyelids trembled: “There's nothing powerful about it, it's only level 7 at most, you... don't mess around. ”

Han Fei: “Ok teacher, I won't mess around. ”

After that, Han Fei wanted to go, and He Xiaoyu was ready to go with him.

Wang Jie: “Wait. ”

Han Fei turned back: "Teacher, is there anything else? ”

Wang Jie: “Be careful, you son. The district cannot fall in love early at 12 years old. Otherwise, I won't stop Teacher He from smoking you. ”

I saw He Xiaoyu's face “chuckle” and it was red. Anyone who was in love with him long ago, I just followed him for soup.

Han Fei: “Teacher, without this, I and He Xiaoyu are innocent like white fish fish meat, pure and free, heaven and earth can see...”

Wang Jie: “Fuck off. ”

Han Fei: “Heh! ”

Han Fei quickly slipped away. It seems that he can't stay in his school anymore. He is too familiar. The teachers don't give him any face.

Han Fei: “He Xiaoyu, let's go to the cafeteria and drink fish soup. Let's go to South campus and trick him into 50 bowls of soup. We also have to buy a big gourd, we can't waste it if we can't finish it, we have to walk around, we can drink it slowly later. But it has to be said that your bamboo stick has to be borrowed from me. My super fine iron stick can't be used randomly...”

Han Fei Barbara said for half a day, looked back and saw He Xiaoqi walking beside him, didn't even look at himself.

Han Fei: “What's wrong with you? It's okay. We're both innocent, just like clouds in the sky. ”

He Xiaoyu turned back: “I don't look good! There are more people chasing me. I don't like you. ”

“Eh...”

Han Fei rubbed his head. What's going on? Are we talking about a topic? Can I like a 12-year-old girl? Uncle, I'm almost there.