Chapter 393 Provocative Battle

On the calm sea, thousands of fishing boats were scattered, and the sound was noisy and chaotic.

Zhou Kai smiled and said, "I've finally come here. Even the peak anglers wouldn't dare to make a rash move here."

Wang Qingyue nodded: "This is an unwritten rule. Once here, if a peak angler takes a shot at an intermediate and senior angler, he will be attacked by a group."

Han Fei understood. This so-called unwritten rule should be formed spontaneously by middle and senior anglers in order to prevent being hunted. The so-called people are more powerful, and the peak anglers are helpless.

"Come to a soldier of the advanced angler realm, if you are interested, come quickly."

"Four missing one, come to a high-level angler, a spirit gatherer, don't come to the intermediate level."

"Three missing two, come with a senior angler operator and hunter, and the peak angler spirit gatherer will lead the team."

"The all-peak angler team, come to a battle soul master, speed."

"Intelligence, the latest information about Han Fei and Xia Xiaochan, the old man is not deceived, the price of large yellow croaker can't be bought at a disadvantage, and can't be fooled."

Han Fei looked stunned: It's so lively here? These people are not afraid of black and black? Looking for someone, so casual?

Before Han Fei could figure out the reason, he heard Zhao Wu shouting: "Four missing one, come to a senior angler, a spirit gatherer. If not, I will call again later."

Within a minute after Zhao Wu shouted, a fishing boat came over. At the bow of the boat, a Spirit Gatherer in the advanced angler realm looked here, and then looked at Han Fei: "Why is the Spirit Master an intermediate angler?"

Han Fei put the embroidery needle on his shoulder and said, "Because the general high-level angler-level Battle Spirit Master is no match for me!"

The man took a few glances and then drove the fishing boat away, as if he didn't quite believe what Han Fei said.

Han Fei: "..."

Wang Qingyue: "Let them see your strength clearly."

Zhao Wu: "Brother Li, why don't you ask for a fight?"

Han Fei was puzzled: "Ask for war?"

Zhou Kai: "Have you ever asked for a fight?"

Wang Qingyue and several others frowned, only to think that Li Hanyi was obviously a war spirit master, why didn't he ask for a fight?

Where does Han Fei know, what is a battle? But at this moment, it has already reached the crowded place, so you must not reveal your secrets.

I just heard Han Fei snorting coldly: "My lord, I've been fighting in the secret realm, and I don't understand the rules of you people. Exploring a secret realm, just being rambling and trembling, can it be a big deal? Say Say, what is a fight?"

Zhou Kai and several people were skeptical. In the end, the three exchanged glances, and Zhao Wu smiled and said, "It's just to greet the next battle post, designate to challenge a level, the powerhouse of the same profession or even a different profession. Now, your strength as an intermediate fisherman is not recognized, you have to challenge it. Challenge an advanced angler and let people see what you can do."

Han Fei glanced at the eyes of the three, and it seemed that a fight was necessary. Otherwise, his purpose should be questioned. Come to think of it, most of the people who often hang out in the third-level fishing grounds should know the rules, but they don't know it themselves.

I saw Han Fei jumping on the water with an embroidery needle on his back, then raised his head and shouted: "Li Hanyi, young master, here to fight. One of the people present is counted as one, and none of the senior anglers can fight. of……"

"???"

"Um?"

"Where's the silly hat from?"

"Huh! Intermediate angler? He wants to leapfrog the challenge?"

"Is this guy crazy?"

Zhao Wu and the three were dumbfounded, we just asked you to ask for a fight, he didn't ask you to be so provocative! Look, what have you done? In a word, all the senior anglers here have been offended.

However, Han Fei was unaware, carrying a rusty stick, staring at him, as if he was under-beaten.

"Hey! Boy, you are an intermediate-level angler, go where you come from! We are afraid that we will kill you as soon as we shoot."

"Hey, little fish, why don't you go to heaven?"

"Who is that, you'd better find an intermediate angler to fight! If a senior angler fights you, you won't be able to win."

"Hahaha……"

"..."

For a time, the sound of jokes, laughter and scolding, and ridicule, were endless.

And Han Fei also raised his head: "Don't even have one who dares to fight? A group of senior anglers don't even dare to fight, so they all go back to the ordinary fishing grounds to catch fish and shrimps!"

As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, he saw a young man jump out, also a battle spirit master, using a pair of knives. At this time, the teenager was looking at Han Fei with a sneer: "I'm here to fight you!"

Han Fei smiled and responded, "Okay!"

However, when the teenager jumped out, many senior anglers yelled at idiots.

Someone whispered: "How stupid is this? An intermediate angler is fighting a senior angler, and he has no capital to shout? Where does this come from? And jumping out stupidly?"

Someone tutted: "It's not necessarily that you will lose, but even if you win, it will not be easy. Instead, it will give Li Han a prestige."

Han Fei smiled and held the stick: "Come on, do I want you to do three or two tricks?"

The teenager snorted: "You will know that there is an insurmountable gap between intermediate and advanced."

In other words, this young man left his hands with two swords, and actually took out his two swords, and he also dabbled in mental control.

Four knives cut through the water waves, sweeping the fine water droplets, and North Korea and Han Fei rushed forward.

Han Fei still carried the stick, looked at it with a smile, and the corners of his mouth raised high: "Hey, aren't the soul beasts summoned?"

"Humph!"

Just as the four knives were approaching, suddenly from above the young man's head, another knife shot directly at Han Fei's facade with a more swift posture.

"Hey, unicorn shark!"

Someone recognized it. In that startling glance, they recognized that it was the exclusive blow of the unicorn. It turned out that the boy's four knives were just a cover up, and his real power was this one-horned blow.

But Han Fei stepped on it suddenly, and the water surface sank into a big hole. The embroidery needle in his hand was not fancy at all, and he smashed it out with the simplest aura.

"Aura burst?"

Behind them, Zhao Wu and the three were speechless: Han Fei, is it too big?

"Boom..."

He heard a "boom", the surface of the water exploded, and a stick two or three meters thick was carried by Han Fei on his shoulder.

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 this stick, some basic abilities of getting bigger and smaller were still fine.

The boy would never have thought that Han Fei's stick would be so heavy. Anyway, at that moment just now, he felt like a big mountain was pressing towards him. Ren himself still has dozens of combat skills, but he can't use it at all. After all, you can't bear it even for a second.

In the distance, a number of peak anglers were slightly startled and said, "What a domineering power."

"This guy is very strong."

"What a strong physique."

"It seems that this is also a genius!"

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 angler."

Han Fei laughed loudly: "I am! However, I am not a battle spirit master who cultivates tactics, I am a battle spirit master who cultivates strength. Beating you is a matter of one stick."

The boy's face turned blue and red for a while, and this time he was embarrassed. He couldn't even handle a casual blow from an intermediate-level angler! What face?

The three of Zhao Wu looked at each other and were overjoyed. Unexpectedly, the battle spirit masters randomly picked up on the road are so strong! Of all the cultivations, only the physique is the most difficult to cultivate! And Han Fei turned out to be the kind that 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 missing one, there is still a shortage of a senior angler and a spiritual master, who will come?"

"Let me do it!"

A spirit gatherer came to express his recognition of Han Fei's strength.

And the Spirit Gatherer, who had despised Han Fei just now, did not move, with a black face expressing embarrassment and went over again.

"Hey, I'm one step closer to the peak, and I'll join your team."

"Why are you one step short? You are two levels short, and I am one step short."

For a time, Han Fei's team became a favorite. The people present were all smart people. During the battle, there were only two people who could really resist the battle, one was the Spirit Master and the other was the Armored Master.

Han Fei's physique is so strong, it's hard to say a word, and among the senior anglers present, few can surpass him. It is precisely because of this that many Spirit Gatherers expressed their approval and came to vote one after another.

First, ask for votes...