after class.
Han Fei and He Xiaoyu each carried a stick, muttering to the first class.
He Xiaoyu looked at the stick in Han Fei's hand curiously: "Your fine iron stick is a bit strange! My father said that fancy weapons are useless."
Han Feixin said that your father didn't know much, and changed the topic after a few words of echo.
Han Fei asked: "Why are there only a thousand people who can be gifted with spiritual enlightenment? There are tens of thousands of people in our school in the East District plus several other districts?"
He Xiaoyu: "But it seems that talent enlightenment consumes spirit enlightenment liquid. In the past, it was only enough for 1,000 people. This time it is the same!"
Han Fei was surprised: "Then what about the remaining people? Have they all become ordinary fishermen?"
He Xiaoyu looked at Han Fei strangely: "You are stupid! If they have the opportunity to cultivate to the tenth level fisherman and can break through naturally, they will also awaken the talent soul beast."
Han Fei smiled awkwardly, and memories emerged. Natural awakening rarely happens to young people in small fishing villages. Most of the people who can naturally awaken are young people in their twenties. And at that time, the best period of cultivation has passed, so even if the soul beast is awakened, there will not be much achievement.
Han Fei had a thought in his heart. Since the talent enlightenment is based on the ranking, the top few must be contended for.
Thinking of this, Han Fei immediately got excited, and hurriedly dragged He Xiaoyu and said, "Hurry up, what is the most important thing for our generation of practitioners? Time..."
He Xiaoyu is speechless, who is dawdling, you have wasted four years on your own, this is the last juncture, and instead became anxious. Besides, you are already at level six, okay, you can basically pass the fishing trial!
"Boom..."
The door of class one was kicked open.
Everyone was stunned, only to see Han Fei sticking his stick up on the ground: "I'm back, your protection... er... Is the spirit-swallowing fish soup ready?"
Han Fei held his head high, feeling that He Xiaoyu was pulling him, and said impatiently, "Don't be afraid, I'm already in the sixth grade, and I can play the whole grade."
"Are you going to play the whole grade?"
His voice was quite majestic, and Han Fei froze immediately. Looking aside, he saw the teacher Diaoshi from Class 1 looking at him with a dark face.
Han Fei was stunned: "Well, teacher, what's that... Teacher, I'm here to challenge. I have heard that the students in the class are strong and all of them are masters. Today I broke through level six and came to challenge. If I lose, He Xiaoyu's bamboo and wooden sticks belong to him, and if we win, we only need a bowl of swallowing fish soup..."
"boom… "
Seeing Han Fei flying out, the fisherman pointed at him and cursed, "Get out, shameless."
Since the last time, Han Fei is no longer a waste in everyone's mind. Fighting is called ruthless, the key is when there is swallowing fish soup, this guy's aura has no bottom, so how can we fight? Use spiritual energy to consume energy to kill the students in your class, what else do you want to beat
Han Fei was speechless, why did this teacher hit someone casually? I'm just making a suggestion!
This time, the seventh-level master in Class 1 was here, and looked at Han Fei: "Mr. Yang! He can only rely on absorbing the soup of swallowing fish to show off his power. As long as he doesn't use the soup of swallowing fish, we will challenge him."
Teacher Yang frowned slightly when he heard this. Even without swallowing fish soup, Han Fei's strength at level six is probably not so easy to provoke. There are four schools in the southeast, north and west of the village, none in the eighth grade, more than 200 in the seventh grade, and more than a thousand in the sixth grade. Even if Han Fei was at the bottom of level six, he was still level six.
Teacher Yang's heart moved, and it seemed that it would not be a big problem to let the students in the class experience this shameless sixth grade.
Teacher Yang: "It's okay to fight, but you can only challenge the masters of the same level."
Han Fei originally wanted to slap his ass and leave, but when he heard this, he immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem, two bowls of swallowing fish soup."
Teacher Yang said with a dark face, "Just one bowl, and you are not allowed to drink it during the war."
Han Fei: "Teacher, it's not fair, then I can only hit one."
Teacher Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Otherwise, how many more do you want to play? Do you play in one grade?"
Han Fei smiled awkwardly: "Well, let's fight first, and then we can win a bowl."
Everyone in the class is rolling their eyes, saying as if you will definitely win, you don't have Lingling Fish Soup, who can you beat against the masters of the same level
Lu Lingzhi had just broken through to level six, so she wanted to try it out, after all, new breakthroughs should be able to maximize the effect of new breakthroughs.
As a result, Hu Kun stood up first: "Let me do it, don't compete with me, let me do it."
Although Han Fei's growth rate is a bit scary, but this kind of growth is unreasonable, Tang Ge must be helping him. No one in the whole school knew Han Fei's level better than him. Moreover, Tang Ge helped Han Fei too much. This time Tang Ge was taken away by the angel, it must have left Han Fei with many benefits, otherwise he would not have reached level six so quickly.
Han Fei laughed and grinned at Hu Kun: "Don't worry, come one by one, you bring the fish soup first."
Hu Kun: "There is plenty of fish soup, as long as you can win."
"when… "
Hu Kun came dragging the fine iron rod, and finally had a legitimate reason to teach him a lesson. No one looked forward to this opportunity more than him.
Han Fei stretched out his hand, and He Xiaoyu handed over the purple bamboo stick in a numb manner.
Han Fei: "Come on, let me feel how much you weigh."
Everyone was speechless, as if they were being assessed.
"ah!"
Hu Kunxiu's double flying stick is characterized by its fast speed, very fast.
Han Fei laughed and said, "Quickly have a fart, watch me sweep away thousands of troops."
The advantage of the Shifang stick is that it has a large range and strong force. Han Fei held the head of the stick in one hand, and the aura instantly filled the bamboo and wooden stick.
Encountered in this situation, Hu Kun either shook, blocked, or flinched. But this has just been fought, and he hasn't touched a move yet. If Hu Kun retreats, he will never be able to hold his head up again.
As for parrying, the characteristic of the Shifang Cudgel is that it opens and closes wide and is very strong. Once Han Fei was given this opportunity, he would only receive more heavy blows, so Hu Kun chose to shake it hard. He felt that it was impossible for him to step into the seventh level with half a foot, and Han Fei, who was raised by external force, could not be shaken. guy.
"when… "
Hu Kun's complexion changed drastically amidst the piercing sound of metal intersecting, and his whole complexion instantly turned red. The fine iron rod in his hand was bent directly, and his arms were numb, as if he had broken a bone. Then, he didn't feel it.
"Pfft..."
The figure flew out backwards. Hu Kun, the sixth-level peak fisherman, failed to make a move under Han Fei's men, and was directly knocked out, without even being able to groan.
"Hiss..."
Everyone gasped. Lu Lingzhi, who was still eager to try, immediately stopped moving. A strange light appeared in her beautiful eyes. Han Fei's growth was too fast, right
Teacher Yang was also dumbfounded. Could it be that Han Fei's natural supernatural power is also a growthable attribute? It's also level 6, and Hu Kun was overthrown with one move, isn't that too terrifying
He Xiaoyu was also a little confused. He gave Han Fei the Shifang Stick by himself, but the moment Han Fei used it just now, his proficiency had obviously caught up with him. Moreover, she thought that if she fought Hu Kun, she would only be evenly matched, but in Han Fei's hands, one move
A question mark appeared in everyone's head, who the hell can tell me that this is the Han Fei who has been a waste material for four years
Han Fei smashed his mouth and said: "So, don't worry, if you want to rush, just go up."
After finishing speaking, Han Fei also said arrogantly: "It seems that I am invincible at the sixth level. The seventh-level fisherman in your class, come out and make gestures."
Yang Qing's face darkened. He knew exactly how much Hu Kun weighed. Han Fei was able to defeat Hu Kun with one move, which showed that this kid was very strong, and he really misjudged him. However, he still nodded towards the crowd. If Han Fei could suppress the arrogance of the people in the class, it seemed good.
Immediately, a teenager from the crowd came out, carrying a slightly blue stick.
He Xiaoyu: "He is Xing Qiu, he is very powerful. The stick in his hand is picked from the blue wood of the seabed, which is no worse than bamboo and wooden sticks. He can be ranked in the top 20 in our school's seventh grade. His score is four bowls of swallowing spirits. Fish soup."
When He Xiaoyu introduced it to Han Fei, he also casually said that Xing Qiu was worth four bowls of fish soup, and Han Fei's eyes turned green immediately. What the hell, level seven is worth four bowls of fish soup? This benefit is great!
Everyone heard He Xiaoyu's explanation, and the front was fine, but why did the painting style suddenly change and become crooked
Han Fei nodded casually and said, "Then who, you are level seven and I am level six, you will get four bowls of swallowing fish soup if you lose!"
Xing Qiu sneered: "I have no shortage of fish soup. Last time it was because I wasn't here. Now that I'm here, you still dare to come. Do you really think that there is no one in my class?"
Of course Han Fei would not be intimidated, but He Xiaoyu who was next to him suddenly grabbed Han Fei's stick: "I, I will give me the stick."
Han Fei: "..."
Han Fei tilted his head and looked at He Xiaoyu, "Don't take you like this!" Even if the opponent is a seventh-level fisherman, I won't lose, okay
Han Fei: "Give it up, how embarrassing it is, it's just a stick!"
He Xiaoyu: "If you don't let go, you lose yourself."
Han Fei: "Do you want to let go, don't you want to drink the fish soup?"
He Xiaoyu: "I'll drink it, and I'll help you drink it when you can't drink it."
Everyone: "..."
A group of people are speechless, why do you help him drink when he can't drink? Co-author, do you really expect him to play all grades? Do you know how many seventh-level masters there are in a grade
Xing Qiu's face flushed red with anger: "Hey! Are you still comparing yourself? Isn't it embarrassing? You can't even bear a bamboo stick."
Han Fei couldn't hold back his face. He Xiaoyu, who kept his money at the critical moment, really couldn't say it.
Han Fei could only helplessly let go and said, "Forget it, it seems that I can only take out my own weapon."
A group of people have black faces, how embarrassed are you? Just a fine iron rod.
Xing Qiu: "Who cares about your broken stick?"
Han Fei put the stick on the ground in a "dang" moment: "You know a big yellow croaker! This is given to me by my brother. It is a super fine iron rod, the fine iron rod among fine iron rods."
Everyone looked in disbelief: "Who are you ignoring? It's a super fine iron rod, that's a fine iron rod."
Han Fei: "Aren't you afraid to try? It's only level seven, and I, Han Fei, count on one thing I say. Even if I don't count, where is my brother? Are you afraid that I don't have money?"
Xing Qiu: "What I'm waiting for is your words, come on! It's too late for you to admit defeat now."