Chapter 33

After class.

Han Fei and He Xiaoyu each carried a stick and went to the first class in a whisper.

He Xiaoyu looked at the stick in Han Fei's hand curiously: "You are a bit strange with this fine iron stick! My father said that fancy weapons are useless."

Han Feixin said that your father didn't know a lot, and he went off the topic after adding two sentences.

Han Fei asked, "Why are there only 1,000 people who can be gifted? Our school in the East District plus several other districts, how many tens of thousands of people?"

He Xiaoyu: "But the talent Qiling seems to have to consume Qiling liquid. In the past, it was only enough for 1,000 people. This time it is the same!"

Han Fei was surprised: "What about the remaining people? They have 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 gifted soul beast."

Han Fei smiled embarrassingly, and a memory emerged. Natural awakening rarely occurs in young people in small fishing villages. Most of the people who can awaken naturally are young people in their late twenties. At that time, the best period of cultivation has passed, so even if the soul beast is awakened, there will not be many achievements.

Han Fei had a thought in his heart, since the talent Qiling is based on the ranking, then the top few must compete.

Thinking of this, Han Fei immediately became excited, and dragged He Xiaoyu quickly: "Come on, what is the most important thing for my generation of cultivators? It's time..."

He Xiaoyu is speechless, who is dawdling, you have wasted four years, this is the last moment, but you are in a hurry. Besides, you are all level 6, okay, you can basically pass the fishing trial!

"Boom..."

The door of the first class was kicked open.

Everyone was stunned, only to see Han Fei holding a stick to the ground: "I'm back, your protection... er... Is the swallowing fish soup ready?"

Han Fei held his head high, feeling that He Xiaoyu next to him was dragging him, and said impatiently: "Don't be afraid, I'm already sixth grade, I can play all grades."

"You still want to play all grades?"

His voice was quite majestic, and Han Fei's body suddenly froze, and when he looked to the side, he saw the fisherman teacher from the first class looking at him with a dark face.

Han Fei was immediately stunned: "Well, teacher is good, what is that...Teacher, I'm here to challenge, I have known a class of students with strong combat power, all of them are masters, today I broke through the sixth level and came to challenge. I lost. , He Xiaoyu's bamboo and wooden sticks belong to him, we only need a bowl of swallowing fish soup if we win..."

"boom……"

Seeing Han Fei flying out, the fisherman pointed at him and scolded, "Get out of here, shameless."

Since the last time, Han Fei is no longer a waste in the eyes of everyone. Fighting is called a ruthless fight. When the key is the swallowing fish soup, the aura of this guy has no bottom, so how can we fight? Use the aura to consume energy to kill the students in your class, what else?

Han Fei was speechless, how could this teacher beat people casually? I'm just making a suggestion!

This time, the seventh-level master of the first class is here, looking at Han Fei: "Mr. Yang! He can only rely on the absorption of the swallowing fish soup to show his power. As long as he does not need to swallow the fish soup, we will challenge him."

Teacher Yang frowned slightly when he heard this. Even if he didn't need to swallow the fish soup, Han Fei's current level 6 strength would not be so easy to mess with. There are four schools in the south, south and northwest of the village, but there is not one in the eighth grade. The seventh grade adds up to more than 200 people. Although the sixth grade is more, it adds up to a thousand students. Even if Han Fei was at the bottom of the sixth rank, it would still be the sixth rank.

Teacher Yang's heart moved, and it seemed that it was not a big problem to let the classmates see this shameless sixth grade.

Teacher Yang: "You can also fight, you can only challenge the same level of masters."

Han Fei wanted to slap his butt 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: "It's just a bowl, and it's not allowed to drink during wartime."

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 do you want to play? Do you want to play a grade?"

Han Fei smiled embarrassedly: "That's it, let's fight it first, if you can win a bowl is a bowl."

Everyone in the class is rolling their eyes, saying as if you must win, you don't have the fish soup, who can you beat the masters of the same level?

Lu Lingzhi had just broken through the sixth level, and wanted to try it. After all, new breakthroughs should be able to maximize the effect of new breakthroughs.

As a result, Hu Kun stood up first: "Let me come, no one will rob me, let me come."

Although the speed of Han Fei's strength improvement is a bit scary, this kind of growth is unreasonable, and Tang Ge must be helping him. No one in the entire 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, which must have left a lot of benefits for Han Fei, otherwise he would not be able to reach the sixth level so quickly.

Han Fei was delighted and looked at Hu Kun with a grin: "Don't worry, come one by one, you will bring the fish soup first."

Hu Kun: "There is fish soup, as long as you can win."

"when……"

Hu Kun came with a 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 numbly.

Han Fei: "Come on, let me feel how much you have."

Everyone was speechless, as if they were being assessed.

"what!"

Hu Kunxiu's double flying stick is characterized by being fast, very fast.

Han Fei laughed: "I'll have a fart, watch me sweep the army."

The advantage of the Shifang stick is that it has a large range and a strong force. Han Fei holds the stick head in one hand, and his spiritual energy instantly floods the bamboo and wooden stick.

In such a situation, Hu Kun either shook, or blocked, or retreated. But this has just been fought, and I haven't touched a single move yet. If Hu Kun retreats, he will never be able to raise his head again.

As for blocking, the ten-square stick is characterized by its wide opening and closing, which 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 Han Fei, who was raised by external force, to reach the seventh level with half his foot. guy.

"when……"

In the harsh sound of metal intersection, Hu Kun's complexion changed greatly, his entire face flushed instantly, the fine iron rod in his hand was bent directly, and his arms were numb, as if they were broken. Then he didn't feel it.

"puff……"

The figure flew out, Hu Kun, a sixth-level peak fisherman, under Han Fei's men, he couldn't fight a single move, he was knocked unconscious, and he couldn't even groan.

"hiss……"

Everyone gasped. Lu Lingzhi, who was still eager to try, immediately stopped. Her beautiful eyes flashed strangely. Han Fei's growth is too fast, right?

Teacher Yang was also stunned. Is Han Fei's natural power also a growth attribute? The same level 6, one move to overturn Hu Kun, this is too scary, right?

He Xiaoyu was also a little confused. The Shifang Stick was given to Han Fei by himself, but the moment Han Fei used it, his proficiency had clearly caught up with him. Moreover, she thought that if she fought against Hu Kun, she would only be evenly matched, but in the hands of Han Fei, a move?

There is a question mark in everyone's head, who can tell me that this is the Han Fei who has been a waste for four years?

Han Fei slapped his mouth and said, "So, don't worry, just rush up if you have to rush."

After finishing speaking, Han Fei also said arrogantly: "It seems that I am invincible at the sixth level. The seventh-level fishermen of your class, come out and make a gesture."

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. However, he still nodded towards the crowd. If Han Fei can suppress the arrogance of the class, it seems not bad.

Immediately, a teenager in the crowd came out, carrying a slightly bluish stick.

He Xiaoyu: "He is Xing Qiu, he is very powerful, the stick in his hand is collected from the blue wood from the seabed, it is no worse than the bamboo stick, and he ranks in the top 20 in the seventh grade of our school. His example is four bowls of swallowing spirits. fish soup."

When He Xiaoyu introduced it to Han Fei again, he also casually said that Xing Qiu was worth four bowls of fish soup, and Han Fei's eyes suddenly turned green. This benefit is great!

When everyone heard He Xiaoyu's explanation, the front was fine, why did the painting style suddenly change, and it was crooked?

Han Fei nodded casually and said, "Then who, you are level 7 and I'm level 6, you lose four bowls of swallowing fish soup!"

Xing Qiu sneered: "I don't lack fish soup. Last time, it was because I wasn't there. Now that I'm here, you dare to come. Do you really think that there is no one in my group?"

Of course Han Fei wouldn't be frightened, but He Xiaoyu next to him suddenly grabbed Han Fei's stick: "I, give me the stick."

Han Fei: "..."

Han Fei tilted his head to look at He Xiaoyu, not taking you like this! Even if the opponent is a seventh-level fisherman, I won't lose, okay?

Han Fei: "Let go, how embarrassing you look, it's just a stick!"

He Xiaoyu: "If you don't let go, you lose yourself."

Han Fei: "Are you going to let go, don't you drink the Lingling 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 it? Co-authoring, do you really expect him to play all grades? Do you know how many level 7 masters there are in a grade?

Xing Qiuqi's face blushed: "Hey! Are you guys even more embarrassing, aren't you? You can't bear a single bamboo stick."

Han Fei's face was a little overwhelmed. He Xiaoyu, who was keeping money at this critical moment, really couldn't say anything.

Han Fei could only helplessly let go: "Forget it, it seems that I can only take out my own weapon."

A group of people with black faces, are you so embarrassed? Just a fine iron rod.

Xing Qiu: "Who cares about your broken stick?"

Han Fei "dang" the stick on the ground: "You know a big yellow croaker! This is given to me by my brother. It is a super fine iron stick, the fine iron stick among the fine iron sticks."

Everyone looked in disbelief: "Who are you confused? You are also super refined iron rod, that is, a refined iron rod."

Han Fei: "Don't you dare to try it? It's still level 7. What I say, Han Fei, counts. Even if I don't count, my brother is there. Are you afraid that I have no money?"

Xing Qiu: "What you're waiting for is your words, come on! It's too late for you to admit defeat now."