God of Fishing

The next day.

When Han Fei arrived at Bihai Stadium, he found it already overcrowded. Countless people held their votes and rushed inside.

Han Fei scratched his stomach: "Running the arena, making a lot of money? ”

Xia Xiao Xia was helpless: “I can't open it! ”

Happy mouth: “The hot pot shop of the Fish Dragon Gang is opening in two days. And make money. ”

People despise: Do you really want to make money? You want to eat for free!

“Han Fei, Han Fei...”

Han Fei suddenly heard familiar voices. Turning around, he Xiaoyu, Wang Baiyu, Xia Wushuang and other groups were found here.

Han Fei was surprised: "Huh? He Xiaoyu, what are you doing here? ”

He Xiaoyu ran over and measured Han Fei: “Did you really go to Fourth College? I didn't believe it when I told South. As a result, you were famous yesterday. ”

“Famous? ”

He Xiaoyu exclaimed: "Yes! Did you know these people are here to see your fourth school? ”

“Ah?”

Wang Baiyu smiled: “I hear you're all big fishermen? ”

Wang Baiyu's eyes glistened, and Han Fei did have some big secrets. Before, he felt that Han Fei's strength had improved too quickly. Now, Han Fei has been a big fisherman since he was only an intermediate fisherman.

Han Fei smiled and scratched his belly: "Oh! - carelessly..."

At this point, Xia Xiaocai emerged from behind Han Fei and asked curiously: "Is this your friend? ”

Zhang Xuanyu has already appeared in front of He Xiaoyu: “Miss, I have something for you. ”

He Xiaoyu glanced at Zhang Xuanyu, his face was slightly red, and his heart said, "Isn't this man too beautiful?

“Ah! What? ”

Zhang Xuanyu laughed: “Open your hands. ”

He Xiaoyu clumsily opened his hand and saw Zhang Xuanyu put his hand up: “Me, do you want one? ”

In time, He Xiaoyu's face rose red. She was stunned for a while until Zhang Xuanyu was kicked away by Han Fei.

Zhang Xuanyu said angrily: “No, don't be too expensive! ”

Han Fei was exhilarated: “Zhang Xuanyu, are you itchy? ”

Zhang Xuanyu circled behind the amusement maniac: “You don't understand! There's a feeling, it's called heartbeat. ”

Xia Xiaoxiao looked suspiciously at Han Fei: “Heh! Han Fei, this isn't your little face, okay? ”

He Xiaoyu stared angrily: “What kind of classmate are you? ”

Han Fei has a dark face: “Friends are careless, unexpected, unexpected... do you want to go in together? ”

He Xiaoyu's eyes flashed a little: “Is that okay? ”

Han Fei smiled: “If these people are all here to see us, they should be. ”

VIP Bakery, this is the service they enjoy in Korea and Africa.

At this moment, a dozen people lay down in the window and looked at the scene of the stadium without a seat, all of them vibrating. Are these people here to see Han Fei?

Soon, Bao Jin himself appeared in the VIP Bakery, laughing and saying to several people in Han and Africa: “Students, according to your needs, we have arranged the next ten days of the competition. Today, we found two teams of big fishermen in the arena. One in the morning and one in the afternoon… Of course, if you feel more, I can move that afternoon to tomorrow. ”

Luo Xiaobaiqing Cold Lane: “Less. ”

Bao Jin: “???? ”

Baojin was a little silly for a while: missing?

"“ Two is too few, "said the musician. Call as many teams as you can! We're in a hurry. ”

Bao Jin: “???? ”

Everyone: “???? ”

Xia Xiao Cicada: “We mean, even if you arrange 10 games a day in the arena. Two games are too few and a waste of time. ”

Baojin took a breath of air: Is this the fourth college, just out of the mountain, that crazy? Ten games a day? As the head of the arena, what he wants is a long stream of fine water. If Han Fei came every day, he would have such a hot business every day.

Lo Xiaobai faintly said: “We need a hundred wins in a row to go. So you can arrange as much as you want. ”

Buckin 'a spirit, a hundred wins in a row? So the purpose of the Fourth Academy was to win a hundred times in a row? Yes, there have only been two wins in a row in the history of Bihai Town! One of them was from the Fourth College.

And now they're really gonna roll back? So honest, this is the junior big fisherman, right?

Next door, He Xiaoyu and others listened. What the hell was that? There are many strong people in this kind of shithole. How can you win a hundred times in a row?

But Bao Jin suddenly looked straight: “Don't worry, several students, this matter is on me. If you really want to win a hundred games in the Bihai Arena before you leave, I can assure you that you will have at least dozens of matches every day. ”

Baojin left excitedly. When I went out, I shook my fist: Hundred wins in a row! Historically, the Bihai Arena has gone to glory because of those two hundred consecutive victories. If you have another hundred wins in a row, Bihai Arena will win a new splendor.

Bao Jin said to the waiter beside him: "Immediately, immediately, bring all the teams from the next few days. Also, announce the entire town of Bihai, invite all the big fishermen team to participate and send a thousand Chinese pearls. Win the mob legend and give away 10,000 medium pearls. ”

The waiters stood still and saw Bao Jin roar: “Go! ”

And in the box, shouting to the south: "Are you going to win a hundred times? ”

Wang Baiyu: “Twice in history, most recently more than 30 years ago. ”

Lo Xiaobai: “The record exists to break it. Let's go, let's go. ”

Han Fei shrugged: “She's the captain, she's in charge. ”

Watching Han Fei and others leave, He Xiaoyu and others look strange.

Summer looked at Wang Baiyu: “Do you think they're possible? ”

Wang Baiyu frowned: “It's almost impossible, logically. But let's see it first! ”

Chen Qing, instead of thinking about it, asked: "He Xiaoyu, have you noticed that the little girl next to Korea and Africa is super beautiful? ”

Nodding south: “I found it. ”

Jia Tong glanced at several people: “I didn't mean to say it when they were here. ”

Wang Baiyu smiled: "Indeed, He Xiaoyu has a competitor. ”

He Xiaoyu: “Ah, what are you talking about? Watch the game...”

She twisted her head. And I thought, "That girl looks really good." I didn't even realize I wanted to look at it more. Han Fei wouldn't have fallen in love with her long ago, would he?

He Xiaoyu shook his head, no, Han is not that fat, no one will like him.

……

In the arena.

The host roared: "Today, I see in your enthusiasm the importance you attach to today's competition. Yesterday, the mob legend defeated the three-sword alliance with five breaths. Will the legend continue today? We invite you to join us today for the first group of Deep Sea Wolves. It is worth mentioning that the Captain of the Deep Sea Wolves has a powerful Deep Sea Wolf Soul Beast. They scolded the secondary fishery, and they won seven fights and seven fights...”

“Ow...”

“Come on. ”

“Be sure to survive 5 breaths. ”

“Brother, if you don't want to die, you have to amplify your moves at the beginning. ”

After the Deepsea Wolves came together, the whole team was bad. What do you call that? Do we have to lose together? We're a three-sword alliance. What kind of trash team can we compete with?

On the other side, Lo Xiaobai is analyzing: “Captain Lin Wolf is a hunter and the owner of the Deep Sea Wolf Soul Beast. This is a whole team of hunters, all of them...”

Xia Xiaoxia: “I'll take care of the wolf. ”

Lo Xiaobai: “Yes, the wolf is yours. Han Fei, Happy Maniac, Zhang Xuanyu, you are with me. I control the field, tell you where it is, and try to kill it. ”

On the field, when Han Fei and others came out, the whole game boiled.

Moderator: "… the legend of the mob, let's look forward to their performance today… the game begins…”

In the audience, at least hundreds of people are watching the three universities. At this moment, they don't speak. They need to have seen a scene to judge the power of the mob legend.

“Fusion. ”

Both sides shouted “fusion," and only Korea and Africa shouted “accessory.” However, it was submerged in a wave of voices and no one could hear it.

All five people across the street disappeared.

Xia Xiao Xia disappeared at the same time.

Thousands of vines run through the ground, mainly in Lo Xiaobai. In a few breathing rooms, the 100-meter range was actually covered by dense numb vines.

“When…”

Somewhere on the battlefield, Xia Xiao Xiao seems to have fought with Lin Wolf. There was only a knife in the air, and no one was seen.

Suddenly, Lo Xiaobai said: "18 meters to the left. ”

Musicians instantly slap armor boxes, weapons flood out of the nest, like appliances dragons.

“Sixteen meters to the left, in the air. ”

Zhang Xuanyu grinned: “Spiritual Strike... Seven Stacks of Rage..."

Lo Xiaobai: “Han Fei, 12 meters to the right, 8 meters behind. ”