God of Fishing

“Tactics? ”

Han Fei, of course, wanted to learn. He came back from the sea a month ago and realized the problem. He is so lacking in tactics right now, besides knocking on sticks, he is just spiritual, even sometimes he feels that little black is more useful than him, and little black can bite people.

Han Fei immediately said: "Yes! Are you going to teach me? ”

Jiang Qin: “I can teach you, but you have to promise me something. ”

Han Fei: “What is it? ”

Jiang Qin: “It's no use telling you now, but you have to make a promise. One day, when you become a strong warrior, you have to come back to the village chief. ”

Han Fei looked at Jiang Qin's serious face and asked: “Very strong, how strong is it? ”

Jiang Qin: “At least be stronger than Fang Ze. ”

Han Fei: “…”

Han Fei scratched his head: "Xiaoqin, Fang Zeyu! The legendary scuba fisherman is stronger than him. How strong is that? ”

Jiang Qin: “If you can't be better than him, forget it. Even if I taught you nothing, you don't have to keep your promises. ”

Han Fei had long thought this pair of grandchildren was strange, the old man was obviously strong, he felt so when he fought with the village chief. At that time, the village chief could be said to have solved the problem. As a result, the old man moved his finger and threw the village chief out, fearing that Jiang Qin was also very powerful.

Han Fei continued to scratch his head: "Well, shall I try? ”

Jiang Qin looked seriously at Han Fei: “Think about this carefully, I know you have the talent of a Gathering Spiritualist, even after you reach the realm of Fangze, the Gathering Spiritualist is still the object of everyone's pursuit. However, Gathering Spiritualists are not the main battle, and while they can manipulate the spirituality of the heavens and the earth, it is difficult for anyone to achieve a high level of achievement due to the confusion they have learned. ”

Han Fei: “So? ”

Jiang Qin: “Warriors possess the strongest positive combat capabilities and the best weapons. Are you willing to be a warrior because the best warriors have both the super defensive capabilities of the armor division and the explosive power of a hunter? ”

Han Fei shook up, he didn't even know what a Gathering Spiritualist was. The only time I saw the Wang family soldier's armor division at the market, I was so envious, I felt like a cow, and walking was windy. Now that I have become a Gathering Spiritualist, there is still the possibility of becoming a Warrior Spiritualist.

Han Fei felt his tongue dry for a while, and he swallowed his mouth and spit: "Why me? ”

Jiang Qin: “You have a kind of luck. According to reason, you have suffered several fishing difficulties. Your soul should have returned to the sea, but you survived. Not only that, you're getting stronger and stronger until you... chop off the fisherman. ”

Han Fei shuddered: “You know what? ”

Jiang Qin shook his head: “Although I have not seen the battle, the fisherman could not escape my eyes. Li Wolf of the Tiger Head Gang went out and never returned. I thought it had fallen. ”

Han Fei: “Xiaoqin, aren't you really looking at my talent? ”

Jiang Qin smiled and said, “Do you have a gift? ”

“Er...”

Han Fei feels despised, but despise him! Warrior Soul Master, can you learn the art of war? You can't keep banging people with sticks, can you?

Jiang Qin said to himself: “Grandpa objected to your training as a warrior for a reason. Few people can be proficient in two professions. Even if there are, both professions are strong and rare. Would you be willing to take this risk? ”

Han Fei nodded like a chicken pecker: “Yes. ”

Han Fei can't refuse to say anything else. During the battle, he felt that his half-hung gatherer was completely useless! He can't control it like an old man. He calls, he can only hit himself with a stick. But if you can become a warrior, can you cut yourself with a knife, stab yourself with a sword, and take a dart?

Jiang Qin nodded slightly: "Do you know why warriors are almost invincible? ”

Han Fei shook his head.

Jiang Qin: “Because of strength, good weaponry, and a lot of fighting skills. And that's what I see in you. You have the power of nature, which is something no ordinary person can have. I don't know what kind of opportunity you've got, but that's why you're getting promoted so fast and healthy. ”

Jiang Qin: “If you choose, come to the village library tomorrow. ”

……

There is a hidden library in the village, but nobody in this hidden library takes it seriously, it is said that the level of tactics inside is not high enough. After the fishing trial, Han Fei can go into the library at any time to pick out the fighting skills, but he learned the art of gathering and forgot about it. Now he stands in front of this broken building with some emotions. What good things can there be in this broken building?

Jiang Qin: “Can't you see the look in your eyes? ”

Han Fei: “No way! Ha ha... I just think that this library in our village is designed... um... very ancient. ”

Jiang Qin calmly said: “Not only can you not see, many can't see, what kind of tactics do you think there is in this shitty building? But who tells you that the more advanced you are, the better? ”

Han Fei looked at her with a crooked head: "Isn't that right? ”

Jiang Qin shook his head: “The higher the level of tactics, the more difficult it will be to cultivate. Relatively, the lower the grade, the easier it is to cultivate. For a warrior soul master, a good and practical combat technique is a good one, and worse combat techniques can also be used to fight, right? ”

Han Fei smashed his mouth. Although Jiang Qin seemed reasonable, who really wanted a garbage warfare technique? Besides, is it really low-level? That's not necessarily true. I have a magic pot!

Jiang Qin: “Go inside! Select the tactics you are interested in to bring out. ”

Han Fei: “How many can I bring? ”

Jiang Qin: “You want to bring a few copies, even if you bring them out, I won't necessarily let you learn. ”

Han Fei: “??? ”

The library is guarded by only one elder master, like a cleaner. Han Fei also took a special look and guessed that the elder might be a sweeping monk.

But this old man is too ordinary, he has to hang up at any time. Han Fei shakes his head, how can there be so many sweeping monks?

Entering the library building, it was unexpected, it was very broken, and the wood floor stomped on the "creaking” ground. The bookshelf, it feels like it's going to pour down at any moment, and the big bunch of spider webs in the corner. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

There is only one floor of the village's library building, and there are no legendary stories.

Han Fei walked forward and saw that there were still people's claw marks on some books. Obviously, there were still people coming to this place. It was just too much dust. His hand left a claw mark as soon as he grabbed it. There were many more books, and the dust was full without even a claw mark.

Han Fei glanced over.

What "Stick Techniques", "Boxing Outline", "Tales of Fishing Techniques", "Iron Fist Gong", "Iron Fish Stick", "Fishing Knife"... a bunch of books with no desire to read are here.

Han Fei pulled the noose, this is what the village library looks like, I'm afraid the town isn't going anywhere.

Han Fei is not disgusted. He searched all the way to find the past. He took a look at each book's name. When he saw the name, he drew it and threw it on the ground. Then he slowly picked it out.

Seven Knives. That's a good name. Keep it.

Well, "The Polar Stick," the name's a bit of a cow, keep it.

Sleeve Knife. Sounds like a darker. Keep it.

Walking Stick, um, maybe it'll work, keep it.

Rod Tremor. Fishing? Could I have a good hook kiss? Out of the way.

……

More than half an hour later, in Jiang Qin's gaze, Han Fei walked out with dozens of books, the height of the books had gone from the stomach to the chin.

Jiang Qin said nothing: “Can you read it? ”

Han Fei: “I'm not going to give you a choice. I picked a few copies myself, and it feels good. ”

Jiang Qin: “Show me a few of your own choices first. ”

Just see that Han Fei pulled three books from the bottom. They were called "Windbreaking the Wave", "The Strongest Stick" and "The Sword Through the Sea".

Jiang Qin: “…”

Han Fei was still proud of Yangyang. He said that it took me a lot of effort to find these three cattle.

But Jiang Qin looked ugly and threw the three books to the ground casually: “So you chose the war technique by name? You picked a nicer name? ”

Han Fei: “Ah! I think there must be someone big enough to write that name. Why not? ”

Jiang Qin: "The fisherman who wrote" A Sword Through the Sea ", well, that's good, he wrote the book and took a sword with him to the regular fishing grounds, and then went home with a swordfish. ”

Han Fei: “??? ”

Jiang Qin: “And this windswept the wave, he wrote this book as soon as he reached the realm of fishermen, said that he could tread the waves, then went to the level 1 fishing farm to tread the waves, and was put through by swordfish. ”

Han Fei: “??? ”

Han Fei cautiously said, “What about the strongest baton? ”

Jiang Qin: “Well, he knocked himself to death. ”

Han Fei: “??? ”