Chapter 24 (1/2)

Han Fei felt that there was some itching behind his back. After he touched it with his hands, he found that the wound was extremely thin and scabby?

”Eh! No way! Just now I was smoking. That's the wound? ”

Han Fei felt it and found that the wound was gone.

”Hiss...”

Han Fei first thought of zizhuguo, and then snake gall. Surely one of the two effects has not passed. Is it possible that this kind of recovery ability is sustainable?

After that, Han Fei didn't go on fishing. He first absorbed the big half of the cuttlefish, and then absorbed the little shrimp with a rotten head.

To Han Fei's surprise, even the aura supply of shrimp with small tentacles is as high as 36, almost catching up with the majority of bowls of tuna soup.

”Sure enough, the higher the level of things, the more Aura they contain.”

However, Han Fei calculated it, but he still lost! The tentacle shrimp is more difficult to deal with than the swordfish. At least it has to be full of aura. This is a huge cost. It doesn't mention the aura consumed in the battle. It's huge.

Han Fei's face is black. It's too hard for a middle-class fisherman to hang out on the sea. If only he could stay at school every day, and if the school could fight every day, it would be better.

”It's a pity that I don't know if I can go back now. I'd better practice first.”

In March, the sea is still beautiful at night. However, it seems strange that the whole sea is too quiet.

The shrimp meat was dug out by Han Fei and hung on the boat to serve as food, while Han Fei sat on the deck and began to practice.

As soon as Han Fei ran the skill, he found that a wave of aura came into his body. Of course, the gourd sucked the big head. Even so, it was several times stronger than when he was at home.

”Eh! It's like this again. It seems that you can practice facing the moon with half the effort! ”

Han Fei looks strange. He feels as if he has found something out. In the time of flying island, although the effect of cultivating ”virtual fishing” is dozens of times that of ”soul fishing”, it still doesn't feel much.

But in the sea, with the help of moonlight, the effect is several times stronger than that on the suspended island. Before I was a second-class fisherman, I didn't realize the difference. But now, though I can't keep much of it, the effect is dozens of times better than that of soul fishing.

”It's really worthy of being called the first general skill. Isn't the intensity of this training the same as that of others for several months in a day?”

The same as the last time, since Han Fei began to practice on the sea, the water began to fluctuate gradually. From time to time, a small white fish jumped up, and occasionally a large yellow croaker jumped up.

Maybe Han Fei's aura is strong, but it's not strong enough to a certain extent. Therefore, although the surrounding fish are attracted, there is no major riot, but small movements are continuous.

”Pa......”

A little white fish jumped on the boat and slapped the deck in front of Han Fei.

”Wow...”

A large yellow croaker landed on the side of Han Fei, afraid of hitting the deck.

”Pa Pa Pa...... ”

A little white fish jumped on Han Fei's face, more than one, two in a row.

Han Fei suddenly stopped practicing and became angry. Are you really good at staying in the water? I have to jump out of the sea and hit my face. Is my face easy to hit?

Han Fei kicked five or six fish into the fish cabin one by one, but as soon as the aura stopped, dozens of fish began to jump.

Han Fei put his head to the side of the boat, and saw that there was a green turtle ready to move, and there was a cold light not far from the sea, which seemed to be a swordfish.

After a few breaths, the whole water seems to have a meaning of tossing. This scene scared Han Fei to sit down again and start practicing again.

Sure enough, at the beginning of cultivation, the scene gradually subsided.

Han Fei has found out. Are you eating meat with me? Are you all drinking soup? But as time goes on, Han Fei becomes more and more frightened. Am I practicing or are you practicing? Am I practicing on the edge of death?

There are more and more fish nearby. As soon as Han Fei stops, there will be a riot on the sea. He is afraid to stop.

Finally, the moon falls, the sky looks like a white light, followed by the first ray of dawn every day.

The same as the last time, Han Fei was shocked suddenly. His wrists were stabbed and his gourd was shining brightly, which seemed to burn. Just three seconds, ”Hula” once, Han Fei's hand lit up. At this time, Han Fei couldn't help but keep burning the whole hand.

This time, Han Fei learned cleverness, jumped directly into the fish cabin, and then covered it.

Sure enough, the next moment, the sea boiling, an extremely spectacular scene appeared. Hundreds of different kinds of fish are beating on the water, and then they start to jump and jump on the water.

Swordfish, turtle, shrimp with tentacles, snake belt, large yellow croaker There is even a big tortoise, but it can't jump on the boat.At one time, the sea was dyed red by blood and water. Many big fish were jumping wildly. The sound of ”crackling” on the deck was heard all the time. Maybe there was too much strength of the turtle. The hull under him was shaking. The hull under him was creaking from time to time. Han Fei once suspected that the fishing boat would break up.