God of Fishing

Han Fei hung Xing Qiu as quickly as the wings spread throughout the school, no one believed it at first, then a group of people told the truth, everyone was full of contempt for Han Fei, but also full of jealousy.

When Hu Kun woke up, he felt like Sanguan had collapsed and he was beaten for a second?

Hu Kun bites and cuts his teeth: “Damn, it's all Tang Gong! Han Fei, don't be too happy..."

In school.

Someone saw Han Fei far away, and muttered: “It's not on my own, or there's Tang Qing, it may not have broken through the third level yet. ”

Someone said, "Look, that's Han Fei. He's in luck. He can't bully anybody. ”

Some girls are not afraid of Han Fei, passing by Han Fei: “Huh! You can't rely on other people. You can't do it. ”

Han Fei had a dark face and didn't even look at his grade. A bunch of scrap materials still looked down on me.

In the cafeteria.

There are seven bowls of soup in front of Han Fei and two bowls in front of He Xiao.

Han Fei: “Drink up and let's go. ”

“Goo doo doo... Goo doo doo...”

He Xiaoyu had two bowls of fish soup in total. When he saw that Han Fei had dried three large bowls, he felt a little uneasy. She drinks his own food, not with someone else.

Han Fei glanced at her and pushed another bowl over: “Drink more, fight with strength. ”

He Xiaoyu: “I drink so much, I absorb not so fast. ”

Han Fei: “What do you care? It's not bad to drink anyway. Drink it first. ”

He Xiaoyu seems to be right, since the last time the whale swallowed a cow drink, she went home to practise for three days and almost didn't break the Grade 7 bottleneck. Maybe Han Fei is right. Good food is enough at once. What if it works?

There are a lot of students in the cafeteria, but Han Fei and He Xiaoyu are alone.

The surrounding classmates looked at these two and smoked their mouths straight. Is it water to swallow fish soup? Even if it's water, it's precious. You two pour it, so many bowls each, just like the right drink.

“Wow!”

Han Fei stood up violently. He Xiaoyu also stood up. They looked at each other and walked out of the dining room together.

The Psychic Qi Breakthrough is over 1000 again, and Han is not confident.

Tianshui Village South campus.

Han Fei and He Xiaoyu stood at the south campus door, each with a stick on the ground, He Xiaoyu hung a big gourd between his waist.

To make matters worse, there is a card hanging in front of the Korean non-breasts, which says: Eastern school carry the handkerchief Korean non-Chinese to challenge, Southern school students can challenge, but one wins, send a bamboo stick. NOTE: The loser must provide two bowls of Tung Ling Fish Soup, four bowls must be provided by Grade 7 master, and no disturbance below Grade 6.

Immediately, the South School fryer went off.

Many students are watching, they are angry, arrogant, too arrogant, and the two dare to challenge the entire southern school.

Someone yelled, "Are you Han Fei? How dare you exaggerate the word again? ”

Someone was carrying a fine iron stick: "Come on, I'll tell you why the corals are so red. ”

Someone shouted, “I don't know. I thought your name was Tang Guo. If it was Tang Guo, who is Han Fei? Never heard of it, I'll hit you today to climb back. ”

“Let me do it. ”

I saw a Grade 6 boy walking up with a fine iron stick: "Lee from Southern school, Grade 6 fisherman, dare you fight? ”

I heard someone whispering: “It's Li. This guy detected the upper spiritual vein of the second level the other day. He can go to town. He's a proud figure in our village, so he won't lose. ”

“Yeah, the guy across the street, I feel like a level six, even if he's very talented, he's just a chess opponent. ”

“Oh! Lee let it go, three sticks down on him, don't corrupt our southern school. ”

Li put it up and lifted the fine iron stick, grinning and drinking: “I'll chop you to death. ”

Han Fei hastily launched his hand: “Wait a minute. ”

Li put it under his feet and said, “What are you doing? Aren't you scared? It doesn't matter if you're scared, unless you're on your knees and admitting it wrong. ”

Han Fei white-eyed: “Then who, you haven't brought soup of spirited fish yet, what if you lose, then run away, and don't admit it? ”

I saw Li's face get red when he put it in: “Two bowls of soup. I'll take care of it? ”

Han Fei: “I don't know. I don't know if you have any. ”

Lee blew his breath and shivered. This guy underestimated himself. The point is, do you think you can win?

Lee let it go, and the guy across the street really pissed him off.

“When…"

Han Fei easily blocked the stick and shouted, “What are you staring at? Hurry up and get the fish soup. You Southern students lost. Are you sure you want to run away? ”

The people next to him were furious: "Who the hell cares about two bowls of fish soup? ”

“You think you can win? ”

“Arrogant doesn't work, which means I didn't do it, or I'll beat the shit out of you. ”

I saw you come and go between the two of us. After dozens of rounds of war, Han Fei was still breathing heavily.

It's just that Li Xiao found out that this guy was too powerful to even shake this guy when he exploded with all his strength. Damn, if you get to the top of level six, you're gonna hit him with a stick.

He Xiaoyu stared at the sky, and she thought that Han Fei's behavior was just a trick, pretending to be quite similar, in fact, the spiritual consumption was not even estimated at 30 points.

“When…"

I saw Han Fei split and put Li directly on the floor.

Lee's face is so red, he's so angry, he can't even beat himself up. Why is this guy doing nothing?

A lot of people were mute next door.

Someone squinted: “The other party is not weak, it should be higher than Lee, but Lee must also consume a lot of spirituality, another level 6, he has to kneel. ”

Immediately, someone jumped out: "Seven Benjatones from South campus are here. Don't say I didn't give you a chance to rest for a minute. ”

Han is speechless. What's the difference between not taking a break? People in the fishermen's realm want to quickly replenish their spirituality, they can only practice, and it takes half a day to practice.

Han Fei waved: “Wait, I don't want to delay, I want to swallow soup? Fish soup won't come, I won't fight you, I'm afraid you'll cheat. ”

“Who would cheat? ”

Jia Tong's anger, repeatedly and repeatedly suspected, is even more excessive than face-to-face provocation.

Jia Tong: “Who's going to get the soup? ”

Han Fei: “No need to run, I have a better way, I can go to your canteen door to challenge, convenient. ”

“Pfft...”

A lot of people almost throw up blood. How many people do you really think you can beat? I went to the canteen door to challenge you. I think you're blinded by the soup!

He Xiaoyu couldn't help but move two steps aside. He said that I was just here to rub fish soup. No, I was here to help drink fish soup. He couldn't drink it, so he invited me to help him drink it, but I don't know this guy.

Han Fei added vinegar: “What, are you afraid? I also heard that there are a lot of experts from the Southern campus, but today I didn't see Lulu, He Xiaoyu, we went to the Northern campus..."

Jia Tong: “If you are rude, the front door of the canteen will be the front door of the canteen. I'm afraid you won't come. ”

Han Fei: “I dare not come? I can come to your bankruptcy. ”

Han Fei walked inside with a bamboo stick. In the almost flaming eyes of countless people, he swayed wildly.

He Xiaoyu took a deep breath. He won't be beaten later, will he? I'm not fighting, they probably won't. I'm a girl!

In front of the dining room, Han Fei finally saw the two bowls of fish soup that Li had thrown in to lose, and immediately shouted: “He Xiaoyu, collect the soup. ”

He Xiaoyu's face is all red, there is always a guilt of robbing children's things, but this is soup! I can only pick up two bowls in five days. How long has it been? I've already got two bowls.

Jia Tong: “Now, can you fight? ”

Han Fei: “Well, let's just say, the Southern campus does have sense. Come on, let's have 300 rounds of war. ”

At the moment when Han Fei nodded, Jia Tong made a move, like a madman, and the spiritual energy erupted on the stick.

Han Fei shouted, “Well, it's certainly a genius from South campus. ”

“Cool, eat my stick again...”

“Come on, good. ”

Going down with a face of seven or eight sticks, Ja Tong's face rose red. How spiritual is this guy? Why can't we finish this?

Han Fei, for his part, pretended to be an asthma appeal. In fact, he is now controlling the output of spiritual energy. Anyway, his body seems to be quite strong now. Ja Tong's spiritual energy hit him with a batch at 10 o'clock, and he can stop his spiritual energy at 5 o'clock. Thus, he feels that he can fight seven or eight times in a row with one breath.

“Boom...”

Ja Tong, not paying attention, was swept by Han Fei, swept directly to three meters away, his hands trembled.

At this moment, many people do not mock, dare to come to the school to block the door, it is truly remarkable, can defeat two level six experts in a row.

However, Han Fei shouted: “He Xiaoyu, collect soup..."