On the calm sea, thousands of fishing boats were scattered, noisy and chaotic.
Zhou Kai chuckled: "Finally here. Even peak anglers don't dare to act rashly when they get here."
Wang Qingyue nodded: "This is an unwritten rule. Once here, if there are peak anglers who attack middle and high-level anglers, they will be attacked by groups."
Han Fei understood. These so-called unwritten rules should have been spontaneously formed by intermediate and advanced anglers in order to prevent being hunted. The so-called strength is great in numbers, and there is nothing that peak anglers can do.
"Come here, a Bingjia division of advanced angler level, anyone who is interested, come quickly."
"One of the four is missing, come a high-level fisherman and gather spiritual masters, don't come for intermediate ones."
"Three shorts and two, come a senior angler manipulator and hunter, and a peak angler gatherer to lead the team."
"All peak anglers team, come a battle soul master, speed."
"Information, the latest information about Han Fei and Xia Xiaochan, no deception, the price of large yellow croaker, if you can't buy it, you will lose money, if you buy it, you can't be fooled."
Han Fei looked confused: "How lively is this place?" These people are not afraid of black people? Looking for someone, so casually
Before Han Fei could figure out the reason, he heard Zhao Wu yelling, "One of the four is missing, here is a high-level fisherman who gathers spirits. If there is no one, I will call again later."
Not a minute after Zhao Wu yelled, a fishing boat came over. At the bow of the boat, a Spirit Gatherer at the level of a high-level fisherman looked here, and then looked at Han Fei: "Why is the battle soul master an intermediate fisherman?"
Han Fei put the embroidery needle on his shoulder: "Because the general high-level angler-level battle soul masters are not my opponents!"
The man took a few glances, and then drove away the fishing boat, as if he didn't quite believe what Han Fei said.
Han Fei: "..."
Wang Qingyue: "You have to let them see your strength clearly."
Zhao Wu: "Brother Li, why don't you ask for a fight?"
Han Fei was puzzled: "Want to fight?"
Zhou Kai: "Have you never asked for a fight?"
Wang Qingyue and the others frowned, thinking that Li Hanyi was clearly a battle soul master, how could he have never asked for a fight
Where did Han Fei know, what is seeking a war? But at this moment, they have already reached a crowded place, so they must not reveal their secrets.
Han Fei snorted coldly and said, "Master, I always fight in the secret realm, and I don't understand the rules of you people. Exploring a secret realm, it's just a matter of talking and trembling, can it be a big deal? Say Say, what is asking for a fight?"
Zhou Kai and the others were skeptical. In the end, the three of them exchanged a look, and Zhao Wu said with a smile: "It's just calling for the next battle post, designating to challenge a level, a strong player of the same profession or even a different profession. Now, your strength as an intermediate angler is not recognized, you have to Challenge an advanced angler and let people see your strength."
Han Fei glanced at the eyes of the three of them, and it seemed that a fight was necessary. Otherwise, his purpose should be questioned. Thinking about it, most of the people who often hang out in the third-level fishing grounds should know the rules, but they themselves don't know the rules.
I saw Han Fei jumping into the water with an embroidery needle on his shoulders, and then raised his head and shouted: "Master Li Hanyi, I am here to fight. Everyone present is counted as one, and none of the advanced anglers can fight." of… "
"???"
"Um?"
"Where's the silly hat from?"
"Hey! An intermediate angler? He wants to leapfrog the challenge?"
"Is this man crazy?"
The three of Zhao Wu were stunned. We just asked you to ask for a fight, we didn't ask you to be so provocative! Take a look, what have you done? In a word, all the senior anglers here were offended.
However, Han Fei didn't realize it, he was carrying a rusty stick, his eyes were squinting, and he looked like he didn't want to be beaten.
"Hey! Boy, you are an intermediate fisherman, go back where you came from! We are afraid that if we make a move, we will kill you."
"Hey, Xiao Yuzi, why don't you go to heaven?"
"Who is that, you should find an intermediate angler to fight! An advanced angler will win against you."
"Hahaha… "
"..."
All of a sudden, the sound of banter, scolding, and ridicule was endless.
And Han Fei also held his head high: "Is there not even one who dares to fight? A group of high-level anglers dare not even take a fight, so they all go back to ordinary fishing grounds to catch fish and shrimp!"
As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, he saw a young man jumping out, also a battle soul master, wielding two sabers. At this time, the boy was looking at Han Fei with a sneer: "I'll fight you!"
Han Fei responded with a smile: "Okay!"
However, when the boy jumped out, many senior anglers cursed idiots.
Someone whispered: "How stupid is this? An intermediate angler begging to fight an advanced angler, who has no capital to dare to shout? Where did this come from? He jumped out foolishly?"
Someone said tut-tsk: "It's not necessarily that you will lose, but even if you win, it will not be easy. Instead, it will give this Li Han a boost."
Han Fei smiled and held the stick: "Come on, do you want to let you do something?"
The boy snorted: "You will know that there is an insurmountable gap between intermediate and advanced levels."
In other words, the young man took two swords out of his hands, and unexpectedly drew them out again, and he was quite dabbled in mind control.
Four knives cut through the water waves, sweeping fine water droplets, and rushed towards Han Fei.
Han Fei was still carrying the stick, looking at it with a smile, and the corner of his mouth was still raised high: "Hey, don't the soul beasts be summoned?"
"snort!"
Just as the four knives were approaching him, suddenly another knife shot directly at Han Fei's face from above the young man's head in a more rapid manner.
"Hey, unicorn shark!"
Someone recognized it. In that glimpse, they recognized it as the exclusive blow of the unicorn shark. It turned out that the boy's four knives were just a cover-up, and his real strength was the one-horned strike.
But Han Fei stepped on it suddenly, and a big hole was sunken in the water surface. The embroidery needle in his hand was not fancy at all, and he just smashed it out with the simplest aura.
"Aura burst?"
Behind them, Zhao Wu and the others were speechless: This Han Fei, isn't he too frivolous
"Boom..."
Hearing a "bang", the water exploded, and a stick two or three meters thick was carried by Han Fei on his shoulders.
But the boy was directly smashed into the bottom of the water by a pillar... uh... a stick.
Han Fei slowly changed the embroidery needle back. Although he couldn't refine the stick, some basic abilities to grow and shrink were still fine.
The boy never thought that Han Fei's stick would be so heavy. Anyway, at that moment just now, he felt like a mountain was pressing towards him. Ren himself still has dozens of combat skills, but he can't use them at all. After all, I couldn't bear it even once.
In the distance, some peak anglers exclaimed slightly in surprise: "What a domineering power."
"This kid has a lot of strength."
"What a strong physique."
"It seems that this is also a pride!"
When the boy reappeared from the bottom of the sea, his face was pale, his hands were drooping, and he was looking at Han Fei viciously: "You are not an intermediate fisherman."
Han Fei laughed loudly: "I am! However, I am not a battle soul master who cultivates tactics, but a war soul master who cultivates strength. Hitting you is just a matter of a stick."
The boy's face turned blue and red for a while, this time he was ashamed. I couldn't even withstand a casual blow from an intermediate angler! What face
But Zhao Wu and the three looked at each other and were immediately overjoyed. Unexpectedly, the battle soul masters randomly picked up along the way are so strong! Among all the cultivation, only the physique is the most difficult to cultivate! And Han Fei turned out to be the kind who specializes in physique. It is a miracle that such a person can become an intermediate angler.
While others were still in a daze, Zhao Wu hurriedly greeted: "Four are missing one, and one is still missing a high-level fisherman who gathers spirits, who will come?"
"Let me do it!"
A gathering spirit master came to express his recognition of Han Fei's strength.
But the spirit gatherer who had despised Han Fei just now didn't move, and said with a dark face that he was embarrassed to go over again.
"Hey, I'm one step away from the peak, I'll join your team."
"Why are you one step short? You are obviously two levels short, and I am one step short."
For a while, Han Fei's team became a favorite. All the people present are smart people. During the battle, there are only two people who can really resist the battle, one is a battle soul master, and the other is a soldier armor master.
Han Fei's physique is so strong, to put it bluntly, among the senior fishermen present, there are few who can surpass him. It is precisely because of this that many spirit gathering masters expressed their approval and voted one after another.