Chapter 13 The Ruthless Cudgel
After half a day at the training ground, Han Fei was in pain all over his body, covering his waist while walking.
He Xiaoyu followed Han Fei with a stick and said apologetically, "Did I do it a little harder? My father said it was called muscle training."
Han Fei: "It's okay, this ten-square stick is very powerful and suitable for me. By the way, where did you get this bamboo stick? It's quite strong."
He Xiaoyu proudly held the stick and said, "This is a bamboo stick, collected from the bottom of the sea. My father collected it from the bottom of the seabed in the first-class fishery."
Han Fei was surprised: "Isn't it impossible to go into the water, the water is so dangerous."
He Xiaoyu: "Yes! That time, the village chief grandpa took everyone there, but according to my father, three fishermen died."
Han Fei glanced 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, which means my level is low now, otherwise a fine iron fishing rod is a stick."
Han Fei said to himself: "The treasures of this world are all in the sea, and even the bamboo in the sea is harder than fine iron. Do you have to find a way to go underwater and make treasures in the future?"
He Xiaoyu: "What did you say?"
Han Fei: "Oh, nothing, you go back to class first! I have something else to do, I'll come later... ah! Can you lend me a bamboo stick to play with?"
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 feel it. When you wait for me in the cafeteria, I will give it back to you."
He Xiaoyu was suspicious: "You can't lie to me, or my father will kill me."
Han Fei: "I promise not to lie to you."
After taking the bamboo stick, Han Fei's expression changed immediately. This stick turned out to be much heavier than the fine iron fishing rod, at least 30 to 40 kilograms.
Immediately, Han Fei understood that co-author He Xiaoyu had just let him, otherwise, if this stick was thrown on him, he would not be disabled after a long time of practice?
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Han Fei came to Hu Kun to swallow the fish soup.
Hu Kun and Han Fei are not in the same class. At the moment, their whole class is taking free exercise classes. It is said that they all want to become Fang Ze's disciples, and they are all practicing hard at the moment.
Han Fei came to the training ground with a bamboo stick.
Immediately, many people who were training their physique saw Han Fei.
Han Fei is a famous person in school, not because he is good, but because he is too useless. It is difficult for people to know him or not. When he walks, someone will say "Look, this is Han Fei. He is still in the second grade after four years in school".
A young man rolled his eyes coldly: "Han Fei, who allowed you to come here? This is the training ground for mid-level fishermen, get out of here."
Han Fei was immediately speechless. Are all children so arrogant now?
Hu Kun saw Han Fei, his face darkened.
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 one.
Han Fei ignored the boy who was talking, and just shouted at Hu Kun, "Hu Kun, come out and get down."
In the end, before Hu Kun could make a move, the young man scolded: "Did you not hear me asking you to get out?"
Only then did Han Fei smile: "I want to say that you are an idiot, that's all to praise you. I'm looking for someone to take care of you and eat your big yellow croaker?"
Immediately, the whole place was quiet.
Many little girls opened their mouths in surprise. Han Fei, this stuffy gourd, would scold people?
Hu Kun pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, thinking that this time you are dead, this is a training ground, it can be challenged, is it really a joke in the middle class?
The boy was dumbfounded, and Han Fei still scolded him back?
Someone on the side booed: "Ouch, Zhang Ning, he looks down on you!"
"Zhang Ning, if I left this alone, I would have overturned him now!"
"Zhang Ning, this is unbearable. A second-class fisherman has already climbed onto your head."
The young man named Zhang Ning sneered: "You are very good. You came here with a stick. You want to learn from each other, right? I will play with you and let you know what the gap is."
Han Fei: "What level are you?"
Zhang Ning: "What's the matter, scared? Don't worry, although I'm level 4, don't say I bully you, I'll fight you with half of my strength."
Lu Lingzhi scolded: "Zhang Ning, you are going too far."
Lu Lingzhi turned her head and said to Han Fei: "You hurry up, you are in different realms, you have already started to train at the fourth level, you can't beat it at all."
Han Fei grinned and said, "Alright, it just so happened that I practiced the cudgel technique today, and I'm not familiar with it yet, so I made some gestures."
Han Fei is such a character, who is not fierce in running the sea, especially those who run the sea independently?
As soon as Zhang Ning heard it, he hurriedly said, "Don't worry about Lu Lingzhi, this kid agrees, I won't use weapons, so you can say that I bully you."
After Zhang Ning finished, he went straight to Han Fei.
But Zhang Ning hadn't stopped when he saw Han Fei jumping up with a bamboo and wooden stick, and it fell down with one stick.
Zhang Ning: "You sneak attack..."
"boom……"
"Crack..."
"Ahhhh... my neck is broken, my neck is broken."
Zhang Ning knelt on the ground, crooked his head and howled. Just now, Han Fei was too fast, and he couldn't retreat. He was smashed on the shoulder with a stick, and he knelt directly on the ground, his neck crooked.
"Han Fei, you are shameless."
"Han Fei, do you really understand what it means to learn from each other?"
"Han Fei, are you picking on things?"
Han Fei looked at Zhang Ning who was shouting, and said to everyone: "He wanted to fight! There is so much nonsense to fight, and he wants me to use weapons. Blame me?"
Everyone choked, thinking that we don't know how fierce you are!
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."
Hu Kun and Lu Lingzhi both changed color slightly, Han Fei is level 4?
Han Fei: "I didn't say I was second-level! Are you alright? Hu Kun, come here..."
"You stop."
"If you hit someone, you want to leave, do you really think our class just comes and wants to leave?"
Han Fei: "How about that?"
Immediately, a tall boy came out, also holding a stick in his hand, but it was much worse than a bamboo and wooden stick, not even a fine iron stick.
The boy pointed at Han Fei: "It was a sneak attack just now. I really don't know where you got your confidence. You started to go crazy when you were promoted to the fourth level."
After speaking, the boy raised his stick and took a stance.
Han Fei smiled, picked up the bamboo stick and jumped up, smashing it hard. He was smashed by He Xiaoyu all morning, and he knew how powerful the smashing force was.
The boy also lifted the stick and lifted it up.
"when……"
The boy stepped back five or six steps in a row, his hands were numb, this is so special, is this kid really entering the fourth grade? How can you be so strong?
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?
"what……"
Han Fei was unforgiving when he gained power. He didn't give the boy a chance to fight back. He held the bamboo stick and slammed it all the way.
"Dangdangdang..."
Five or six times in a row, the boy's iron rod was directly bent.
"boom……"
The boy was smashed to the ground with a stick.
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"Okay, come to play, right?"
Immediately after, a boy came out with a stick, Han Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, this guy is a fifth-level fisherman, and he has ridiculed him more than once before.
However, Han Fei was not afraid. When he saw the boy smashing hard, he also smashed it.
"when……"
There was a loud 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 smash, I smash, I smash..."
Han Fei picked up the bamboo and wooden stick and smashed it, and from time to time iron sticks fell on him. But the fourth-level fisherman already has enough physical strength, what about the iron rod? He was smashed by He Xiaoyu for a long time just now.
Someone next to him was stunned: "Is this guy a monster? Why is he so powerful?"
Lu Lingzhi looked at Hu Kun: "In the morning, you hit him only after seeing his breakthrough?"
Hu Kun's face was dark: "I didn't hit him, and I didn't know he broke through."
Lu Lingzhi didn't believe it. There were many people in the school who wanted to bully Han Fei, and Hu Kun was the one who wanted to bully Han Fei the most. However, she was also shocked. It was only a few days before the quiz. Can Han Fei already play against the fifth-level fisherman?
field.
Seeing that smashing was useless, Han Fei directly switched to sweeping, letting the boy in front of him smash his back with a stick, and swung the bamboo and wooden stick to sweep it with all his strength.
"Crack..."
"Ah...my arm is broken, broken..."
If He Xiaoyu was here, he would definitely not know whether to laugh or cry, his Shifang stick was abruptly beaten by Han Fei to give it the taste of an iron-blooded battle stick. Sweep if you can't smash it, and even with all your strength, there is still no opponent.
Seeing the teenager sitting on the ground and mourning in front of him, Han Fei bared his teeth in pain and shouted, "Hu Kun, if you don't come out, I'll go to the teacher."