After spending half a day in the training ground, Han Fei felt pain all over his body, covering his waist while walking.
He Xiaoyu followed Han Fei with a stick, and said apologetically, "Did I play too hard? My father said this is called exercise."
Han Fei: "It's okay, this ten-square stick is very powerful, and it suits me. By the way, where did you get this bamboo stick? It's quite strong."
He Xiaoyu held up the stick proudly and said: "This is a bamboo stick, collected from the bottom of the sea, and my father collected it from the bottom of the bottom of the first-class fishing ground."
Han Fei was surprised: "Isn't it impossible to go into the water? It's so dangerous in the water."
He Xiaoyu: "That's right! That time, the village chief grandpa took everyone there, but I heard from my father that three fishing masters still died."
Han Fei looked at his fine iron fishing rod, then at the bamboo stick and said, "Which one is better?"
He Xiaoyu: "Of course it's a bamboo stick, that is, my level is low now, otherwise the fine iron fishing rod is just a stick."
Han Fei said to himself: "All the treasures in this world are in the sea, and even the bamboo in the sea is harder than refined iron. Do you have to find a way to make treasures underwater in the future?"
He Xiaoyu: "What did you say?"
Han Fei: "Oh, it's nothing, you go back to class first! I have something else to do, I'll come later... Hey! Can you lend me a bamboo stick?"
When He Xiaoyu heard that he wanted to borrow a stick, he immediately hugged the bamboo stick.
Han Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I have a feeling, and you will wait for me in the cafeteria later, and I will return it to you."
He Xiaoyu was dubious: "You can't lie to me, or my father will beat me to death."
Han Fei: "I promise not to lie to you."
After receiving the bamboo stick, Han Fei's expression changed immediately. The stick was actually much heavier than the fine iron fishing rod, at least thirty to forty catties in weight.
Immediately, Han Fei understood that He Xiaoyu had just given in to him just now, otherwise he would have been crippled after half a day of practice with the stick on him
…
Han Fei came to Hu Kun to ask for Lingyu soup.
Hu Kun and Han Fei are not in the same class. They are all in the free exercise class at the moment. It is said that they all want to be Fang Ze's disciples, and they are all cultivating hard at the moment.
Han Fei came to the training ground with a bamboo stick.
Immediately, many people who were exercising saw Han Fei.
Han Fei was a celebrity in school, not because he was great, but because he was too good-for-nothing, and it was difficult for people to know him. Whenever he walked, someone would say, "Look, this is Han Fei. He is still a second grade in school for four years."
A young man turned his eyes coldly: "Han Fei, who allowed you to come here? This is the middle-grade fisherman training ground, get out now."
Han Fei was speechless immediately, are all the kids so arrogant nowadays
Hu Kun's face darkened when he saw Han Fei.
Lu Lingzhi was a little surprised when she saw Han Fei, and then looked at Hu Kun again. She always felt that the Han Fei she saw today was a little different from the previous ones.
Han Fei ignored the boy who was talking, and just shouted at Hu Kun: "Hu Kun, come out."
In the end, before Hu Kun could make a move, the boy scolded him just now: "Didn't you hear me telling you to get lost?"
Han Fei then smiled and said, "If I say you're a fool, I'm just praising you. I'm going to ask someone to take care of you and eat your big yellow croaker?"
Suddenly, the audience was silent.
Many little girls opened their mouths in surprise. Han Fei, a boring gourd, can curse
Hu Kun pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, thinking that you are dead this time, this is a training ground, and you can challenge it, is it really just a joke
The boy was dumbfounded, and Han Fei scolded him back
Someone nearby shouted: "Oh, Zhang Ning, he looks down on you!"
"Zhang Ning, if I were left alone, he would have been overthrown by now!"
"Zhang Ning, this is unbearable. A second-level fisherman has already climbed on top of you."
The boy named Zhang Ning sneered: "You are very good. You came here with a stick, and you want to learn from each other, right? I'll play with you and let you know what a gap is."
Han Fei: "What level are you?"
Zhang Ning: "What's the matter, are you scared? Don't worry, even though I am level four, don't say I bully you, I will fight you with half my strength."
Lu Lingzhi scolded: "Zhang Ning, you are going too far."
Lu Lingzhi turned to Han Fei and said, "Hurry up and leave, your realms are different, you have already started body training at the fourth level, you can't beat it at all."
Han Fei grinned and said, "Alright, I just practiced the cudgel technique today, and I'm not familiar with it yet, so I'll make gestures."
What kind of person is Han Fei, who is not fierce when he runs across the sea, especially if he runs alone
As soon as Zhang Ning heard it, he quickly continued: "Don't worry about Lu Lingzhi, this kid agrees, so I don't need weapons, so you don't have to say that I bullied you."
When it was over, Zhang Ning went straight to Han Fei.
But before Zhang Ning could stop, he saw Han Fei jumping up with a bamboo stick in his hand and chopping it down.
Zhang Ning: "You sneak attack..."
"boom… "
"Crack..."
"Ah... my neck is broken, my neck is broken."
Zhang Ning knelt on the ground, tilting his head and howling. Just now, Han Fei was too fast, and he couldn't retreat. A stick hit his shoulder, and he knelt on the ground, his neck crooked.
"Han Fei, you are shameless."
"Han Fei, do you frankly understand what sparring is?"
"Han Fei, are you making trouble?"
Han Fei looked at Zhang Ning, who was yelling, and looked at the crowd, saying, "He wants to fight himself! There are so many nonsense to fight, and you still want me to use weapons, blame me?"
Everyone choked, thinking that we didn't know you were so fierce!
Immediately, someone's face changed greatly: "No, his strength and speed just now are not a second-level fisherman at all, he is at least a fourth-level fisherman."
Hu Kun and Lu Lingzhi both changed their colors slightly. Han Fei is level four
Han Fei: "I didn't say I'm level two! Are you okay? Hu Kun, come on..."
"You stop."
"I want to leave when I beat someone up. Is it true that our class comes and leaves whenever it wants?"
Han Fei: "Then why?"
Immediately, a tall boy came out, also holding a stick in his hand, but it was much worse than a bamboo stick, not even a refined iron stick.
The boy pointed at Han Fei: "It was a sneak attack just now. I really don't know where you got the confidence. You started to go crazy after being promoted to level four."
After speaking, the boy raised his stick and put on a posture.
Han Fei chuckled, picked up the bamboo stick, jumped up, and smashed it hard. He was thrown by He Xiaoyu all morning, and he knew how powerful the blow was.
The boy also raised the stick and lifted it up.
"when… "
The boy took five or six steps back, his hands were numb, what the hell, is this kid really just entering the fourth level? How come you have so much strength
On the side, Lu Lingzhi's eyes flickered, and Hu Kun's eyes widened. Is this kid so fierce as soon as he breaks through
"ah… "
Han Fei was relentless when he gained power, and he didn't give the boy a chance to fight back. He held up a bamboo stick and smashed all the way. There was no skill at all, just smashing.
"Dangdangdang..."
Five or six times in a row, the boy's iron rod was directly bent.
"boom… "
The boy was hit by a stick and lay on the ground.
…
"Okay, okay, come to play, aren't you?"
Immediately afterwards, a boy came out with a stick, and Han Fei narrowed his eyes slightly. This guy is a fifth-level fisherman, and he has taunted him more than once before.
But Han Fei was not afraid. Seeing the boy hit him hard, he did the same.
"when… "
There was a harsh bang, and everyone couldn't help covering their ears.
However, Han Fei's face was happy. This man's strength is not bad, he can fight.
"I smashed, I smashed, I smashed..."
Han Fei picked up the bamboo stick and smashed it, and iron bars fell on him from time to time. But the fourth-level fisherman already has enough physical strength, so what about the iron rod? Just now he was beaten by He Xiaoyu for a long time.
Someone next to him was stunned: "Is this guy a monster? Why is he so strong?"
Lu Lingzhi looked at Hu Kun: "In the morning, did you hit him because you saw him break through?"
Hu Kun said with a dark face: "I didn't hit him, and I didn't know he broke through."
Lu Lingzhi didn't believe it. There were many people who wanted to bully Han Fei in school, and Hu Kun was the one who wanted to bully Han Fei the most. However, she was also very surprised. It was only a few days before the quiz, and could Han Fei fight with the fifth-level fisherman
room.
Han Fei saw that smashing was useless, so he changed to sweeping instead. He let the boy in front of him hit his back with a stick, and swung his bamboo stick to sweep it with all his strength.
"Crack..."
"Ah... my arm is broken, broken..."
If He Xiaoyu was here, he would definitely be dumbfounded. Han Fei's Shifang Cudgel felt like an iron-blooded battle cudgel. If you can't smash it, just sweep it. With all your strength, there is no opponent yet.
Seeing the young man sitting on the ground crying, Han Fei grinned in pain and shouted, "Hu Kun, if you don't come out, I'll go to the teacher."