God of Fishing

Zhou Ding took Han Fei to an unattended training ground, which made him ask: “What's the matter with you? Why don't you see the depletion? ”

Han Fei hastily and honestly said: "Teacher, I absorb fast, I drink fish soup to make up for the spirits! ”

Zhou Ding: “Bullshit, I've never heard of this kind of body. ”

Han Fei hastily turned his eyes: “Teacher Zhou, this is true, my teacher Wang Jie has heard it, don't believe you asked He Xiao Yu! His father was a teacher at our school. ”

Zhou Ding glanced at He Xiaoyu and looked at He Xiaoyu's bamboo stick. He frowned slightly: “Is your father He Mingtang? ”

He Xiaoyu nodded, hoping the teacher would not tell his father about this today.

Zhou Ding: “What level is your true spiritual vein? ”

Han Fei: “I... second class! ”

Zhou Ding: “Bullshit, He Jia Xiao, you say. ”

He Xiaoyu is also a little monstrous. He clearly remembers that Han Fei is a first-degree spiritual vein. Why is he a second-degree?

Did Tang give Han Fei some magic potion? To think of it, the spiritual vein is said to have been fixed since birth. Never heard of the upgrading, it must be the efficacy of the top spiritual fruit, and Han Fei can only go up a little.

He Xiaoyu nodded again and was jealous at the same time. I wish I had a spiritual fruit.

Zhou Ding's eyebrows are even more wrinkled: “Even if you are of unusual physique, the spiritual vein is still limited. So many people have offended today, can you hope to be well in the future? Besides, it's not good to rely too much on a special body. What if one day something goes wrong with your body? What can you do when you don't have that infinite amount of spirituality and you can't do an exaggerated spiritual explosion? ”

Han Felian nodded, “Teacher Zhou said, we're leaving now. ”

“Fuck off. ”

Zhou Ding took a deep breath when he saw the South African and He Xiao fishes that had been thrown away by himself. It was appalling that there was such a physical condition in the world. Unfortunately, heaven always opens its eyes, giving Han no superior physical strength, but also limiting his future achievements, the second grade lower spiritual vein, even with good luck, cultivation to death is no more than the realm of big fishermen.

Han Fei and He Xiaoyu left the school door in a gray way. When they had just left the school door, Maasa girl ran away.

Han Fei: “Are we still going to North and West? ”

He Xiaoyu shook his head as he ran: “I can't go. This time it's good luck. We just got carried out. Next time we don't necessarily have good luck. ”

Han Fei also thought that he was too arrogant in his own territory.

But when Han Fei remembered a big gourd tungsten fish soup, he asked, “How much fish soup do we have? ”

He Xiaoyu glanced: “A total of 29 bowls. ”

Han Fei: "Ah? Twenty-nine bowls? I feel like I've been playing a lot. ”

He Xiaoyu rolled his eyes, what do you mean you beat so many, obviously you cheated so many. The real fight was the last fight, and this guy actually blew his spiritual energy to learn.

But He Xiaoyu wasn't going to tell Han Fei anything, at least Dad told himself not to consider this tactic below level 7.

Somewhere.

Han Fei and He Xiaoyu each carried a gourd. Han Fei split 20 bowls. After all, he fought for himself. At the end of the day, Zhou Ding estimated that it should be for his father's sake that he easily let go of both of them, so Han Fei gave her a little more points.

Half of Korea is a little too drunk to drink. Looking for the topic: "He Xiaoyu, what is the spirit explosion? I just felt a little out of control, thanks to the teacher that week, otherwise the consequences are expected to be severe. ”

He Xiaoyu: “How much spirituality have you just gathered? ”

Han Fei: “Eighty o'clock! ”

“Pfft...”

He Xiaoyu spurted out fish soup and stared at Han Fei?

“How much?”

Han Fei saw Ho Xiaoyu's reaction, and he scratched his head a little embarrassingly: “Isn't that right, a little more? ”

He Xiaoyu looks at Han Fei like a psychopath, you are level 6! How much spirituality do you have? Aren't you insane to gather half your spirituality to fight?

He Xiaoyu: “Do you know how much spirituality was used in that material just now? ”

Han Fei: “How much? ”

He Xiaoyu: “Up to 25 points. ”

Han Fei stared: “Can't you do that? That's 25 o'clock? Why don't you blow people up at 80? ”

He Xiaoyu: “Although you seem to have learned to explode, you can't control it at all, so even if you do, you just use your spirit to overwhelm each other, and you really have weak control. ”

Han Feston came to the curiosity: “How to control it, you taught me, I divided 9 bowls of fish soup for you. ”

He Xiaoyu: “Why don't you wait for Grade 7 to learn? Grade 6 spiritual explosion is not really much use, my father said that Grade 6 spiritual energy is not only insufficient, but not pure enough, it is also easily consumed. But the seventh level is different. After the seventh level, fishermen will have some control over the spiritual energy. At that time, a little spiritual explosion may be stronger than the usual six-level fisherman's two spiritual explosions. Only then will this skill be practical. ”

Han Fei: “Hmm? So good? ”

Han Fei recalled that what Chen had shown was already amazing. He almost beat himself with a stick, which really scared him.

Han Fei suddenly said: "No! I played level seven, and you saw, the guy in the first class, he didn't blow up. ”

He Xiaoyu white-eyed: “Can Psychic Explosion work for my classmates? If the Seventh Class is not well manipulated, you may be worried about your life. ”

Han Fei's eyeballs turned around and suddenly said to He Xiaoyu: “Xiaoyu, someone is trying to hurt me. ”

He Xiaoyu: “???? ”

Han Fei: “I suspect someone is going to hurt me. I'm going out for five days, right? Fishing boats are destroyed...”

Han Fei talked a lot, then looked at Ho Xiao Xiao with a glance: “Want to teach me how to spiritually explode? I'll trade the rest of the soup for you. ”

Han Fei's heartbroken expression made him look very speechless. He Xiao Xiao was originally a white soup of soup, so he wanted to change his mind?

He Xiaoyu: “I won't. My father didn't let me learn. ”

Han Fei: “Why doesn't your father learn anything from you? It's not for you. It's not for you. Are you real? ”

He Xiaoyu immediately picked up the bamboo stick and poked it at Han Fei.

“Of course I am my own... let you say my father... let you disbelieve me...”

Han Fei: “Psst... stop! ”

Han Fei was somewhat annoyed by the weak nature of the little girl, and suddenly shocked He Xiaoyu.

Han Fei: “Your father won't let you practice. Doesn't that mean you can't practice. Are you ready to become a strong man? And those who practise in our lifetime shall know how to go against the heavens. Just, if you have a way, I can trade the baby for you. ”

Han Fei thought he'd be curious to ask what the baby was.

As a result, he Xiao Xiao chucked his mouth: “You offend me, you offend me...”

Han Fei: “??? ”

So, women are amazing creatures that don't have to be big or small. Anyone who feels aggrieved, and if it's a man who makes her aggrieved, the phrase "you offend me” already represents all their thoughts at this moment.

Han Fei did not speak and drank the soup of the swallowed spirits. Looks like he won't be well for a while.

He Xiaoyu said in pieces: "You offend me! You still want me to steal something, you still don't believe my father's words... the most important thing is that you offend me...”

Han Fei's shredded fish soup could not be drunk, and suddenly he took out a vial: “I'll trade it with you. ”

He Xiaoyu's expression immediately shifted and his eyes widened: “Is this… iron fish liquid? ”

He Xiaozhu sucked a sip of cold air. Iron fish bodily fluids were made from iron head fish brains. It is said that dozens of adult ironhead fish are able to extract this little bottle of ironhead body fluid, and Han does not have such a good thing.

He Xiaoyu reached out and tried to rob him.

Han Fei hurriedly retracted his hand: “Well, about Psychic Explosion...”

He Xiaoyu hummed, then glanced at Han Fei and said: “I really don't, but it's not completely out of control. In fact, the spiritual explosion is about the control of spiritual energy. As long as you have enough control over your spiritual energy, the spiritual explosion is simple. ”

Han Fei asked anxiously, "How do you control it? ”

He Xiao Fish: “I don't really understand it either, it's just that we use more spiritual energy, like our fishing process, throwing hooks, closing wires, pulling hooks are all a control. If you want to learn about the use of Psychic Explosion, a bottle of Iron Fish Fluid is far from replacing it. Besides, you only have half a bottle. ”

Han Fei is more itchy in his heart. Though iron fish bodily fluids are also precious, this is far worse than spiritual gas explosion. To me, that's a life-saving trick. You have to get it!

Han Fei followed suit: “He Xiaoyu, are we good friends? ”

He Xiaoyu cautioned: “Not good. ”

Han Fei: “No, you're kicking the field with me?” If your father finds out about this, he'll have to go.

He Xiaoyu: “I... I was just passing by... OK, what do you want? ”

Han Fei Thief: “What, give me a copy of the spiritual control heart? I'll definitely share something with you the first time in the future. ”

“No.”

Han Fei recycled the good temptation: “He Xiaoyu, we'll be fishing for a trial later. Whoever your father is in the trial will be irrelevant. So, how about I give you a supplementary Lindane? ”

“Have you made up for Lindane? ”

He Xiaoyu shouted.

Han Fei: “How? ”

He Xiaoyu: “But..."

Han Fei: “Okay, don't say anything, two. ”

He Xiaoyu: “No, my father...”

Han Fei: “There can be no more three pieces. One Psychic Dan can have two medium pearls. ”