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Chapter 16 As long as you can¡¯t be tricked to death, you¡¯ll be tricked to death.

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    He Xiaoyu's heart was moved. He was still struggling with the loss of a bowl of Tunling fish soup just now, but now Han Fei said that he would give him a bowl of Tunling fish soup if he borrowed a stick.

    She thought to herself, is Han Fei stupid?  You owe me a sea red fruit in vain. I still have enough fish soup to swallow. I am so smart.

    But Han Fei took the stick and walked away in a big way.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????: A bowl of swallowing spirit fish soup is equivalent to a little bit of spiritual energy? Is there any faster way to get promoted than this?

    In an instant, Han Fei felt that his life had reached its peak.

    He Xiaoyu felt something was wrong with Han Fei, so she followed him, but she didn't know that in Han Fei's eyes, everyone who passed him on the road looked like they were swallowing fish soup.

    "boom¡­¡­"

    A training ground for class one.

    Han Fei kicked the door open.

    Seeing Han Fei, everyone in the class was extremely jealous. You just came here in the morning, and you came again in the afternoon. Do you really think we don¡¯t dare to hit you?

    Hu Kun: "Han Fei, what do you want to do?"

    Han Fei: "Why don't I do it! Today, I made a breakthrough and I am happy, so I come to challenge."

    Lu Lingzhi: "Han Fei, a formal challenge requires the use of spiritual energy. You are only at level four."

    Han Fei: "Whoever beats me will get the bamboo stick in my hand. The bamboo stick is collected from the bottom of the first-class fishery. Seven or eight medium-grade pearls are definitely worth it. What do you say?"  "

    He Xiaoyu immediately became anxious and quickly pulled Han Fei over: "That's mine. My father will beat me to death if I don't have it."

    Han Fei: "Don't be afraid. If I lose it for you, I will ask my brother to pay you ten or eight cents."

    He Xiaoyu shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, what if you lose?"

    Han Fei: "Losing? It's impossible to lose. I know it."

    After finishing, Han Fei pointed at everyone with a stick and said: "Who wants to come? Don't say you don't have any courage."

    Someone immediately jumped out: "Come on! How dare you be so arrogant even if you are a loser who has just entered Level 4. Han Fei, the bamboo stick is mine."

    In the entire Tianshui Village, there are very few people who can own bamboo sticks, and most of them are in the hands of fishing masters.  It was because He Xiaoyu's father doted on her that he got one for her.  You don't dare to rob it, but if you win it, it's yours.

    "Buzz"

    Both their hands began to glow, which was a sign of the emergence of spiritual energy.

    "Come on, fight."

    "Wait a moment."

    "Han Fei, you have no room for regret at this time."

    Han Fei: "I don't regret it, but if I lose, I will give you bamboo sticks. What will you give me if you lose?"

    Young man: ¡°I¡¯ll give you my iron rod.¡±

    Han Fei: "Why do I need so many sticks? If I win, you have to give me a bowl of Tonling Fish Soup."

    The young man thought for a moment, what¡¯s this?  A bowl of swallowing fish soup every five days is not considered a precious thing. How can it compare with the value of a bamboo stick?

    "Okay, this is what you said."

    The young man opposite Han Fei was very excited. He felt that the bamboo stick was already in his possession, and he was very impressive when he hit it with a stick.

    But Han Fei also picked up the bamboo stick and smashed it down fiercely, even showing a hint of a bad smile.

    "Bang"

    Perhaps the force used was too strong. When the two sticks connected, a wave of air was thrown out. The boy opposite was directly hit by a stick and flew away. The stick broke into two pieces, and his hands trembled.  Hukou was bleeding and his face was very pale.

    "Impossible, how is it possible? Why are you so powerful?"

    Hu Kun, Lu Lingzhi, and He Xiaoyu were all dumbfounded. Masters at the same level were knocked down with just one stick?

    Han Fei sneered, do you really think of me as Level 4?  If I were really an ordinary level 4 person, could I come over and challenge you?  However, one stick actually consumed 8 points of spiritual energy, and there was no big yellow croaker!

    But when I thought about it, I won a bowl of Tun Ling Fish Soup and a little bit of the upper limit of the spiritual energy reserve. It was so worth it.

    Han Fei immediately shouted: "Next one."

    Now some people feel guilty, but the temptation of bamboo sticks is too great.

    Another young man stood up: "It's just that I have the advantage of weapons and combat skills. My Xuanwu stick is no worse than your Shifang stick."

    Han Fei: "Stop talking nonsense and fight!"

    Han Fei jumped up and struck hard, and the bamboo sticks shone brightly.  The boy on the opposite side also danced a long light blue stick and pulled it to block.

    "when¡­¡­"

    Like thunder exploding, under the blessing of spiritual energy, both people's faces turned pale.  NoAnyone?  "

    Some people were surprised and doubtful: "He is definitely faking it, just fool him."

    After saying that, Han Feicong rushed over with a stick, jumped up and struck at him.

    The man was surprised: "When did I want to fight you?"

    "boom¡­¡­"

    With a stick, the iron rod in the man's hand was broken, and his whole body fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

    "Despicable, when did he say he challenged you?"

    Han Fei: "He is going to mess with me. This is equivalent to declaring war on me. Who knows what level he is at."

    "enough¡­¡­"

    Hu Kun stepped forward: "Han Fei, what do you mean?"

    Naturally, Han Fei had already thought of his words, and he grinned: "From today on, anyone who has bullied me in the past will be approached one by one. Of course, if he takes the initiative to give me a bowl of Tonling Fish Soup  That¡¯s it, let¡¯s forget about it.¡±

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