"This guy is just pretending too much. He thinks he is really good! This is a big gift for Young Master Fan!" said the younger brother on the side, flattering him.
"That's right, this idiot probably doesn't know how good Mr. Fan is at fishing for whitebait. There is no one better than him on the entire Whitebait Island!"
"Young Master Fan is the famous fishing king of Silver Fish Island. This guy really doesn't know how high the sky is!"
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There was a lot of discussion around him, and everyone thought that Guo Huai was seeking his own death, and they all ridiculed and flattered him.
After a long time, even Zheng Qingshan sat there with a pale face. He no longer had any hope for Guo Huai.
It was already half way through today, and Guo Huai just caught a fish. Zheng Qingshan was a little annoyed. He shouldn't have believed Guo Huai's words. Not only did he become a joke again, but he also caused Guo Huai to lose a foundation-building demonic beast inner elixir. .
Fan Xian has now caught more than 30 whitebait. At this moment, he is far ahead and has secured the victory of the game. He couldn't help but taunted: "Boy, why don't you just admit defeat and surrender! Why continue to make a fool of yourself here!" "
"People, you have to recognize your own strength, otherwise you will become a clown when you come out!"
"The result of overestimating one's capabilities is a joke, and now it has completely become the laughing stock!" Fan Xian's younger brother also spoke up to help.
An old and prudent monk said sadly: "What a dandy, he actually bet on the demonic beast inner elixir from the Foundation Establishment stage. What a waste of nature!"
Guo Huai turned a deaf ear to these harsh words. He just wanted to show off today and get slapped in the face. He looked up at the sky, and it was time for him to exert his strength.
In an instant, Guo Huai's temperament changed and he became serious.
Previously, Guo Huai used his spiritual energy to hang up a school of fish, but he didn't catch it. Now Guo Huai used his spiritual consciousness to sweep away the fish, and the school of fish became even bigger.
The spiritual energy followed the fishing rod and line to the bait accurately. Perhaps feeling the change in the spiritual energy, a whitebait immediately swam over and bit the hook.
I saw the fish's swim bladder moving slightly. Guo Huai pulled it up several times and flicked his wrist hard. A silverbait broke out of the water and flew to the shore.
Zheng Qingshan sat there helplessly and said to himself: "Oh, I caught one!"
People around him didn't care when they saw Guo Huai catching a whitebait. After all, the difference was too big, and catching a fish was nothing.
Guo Huai threw his rod into the water again. As soon as the bait hit the water, the swim bladder sank. With a slight shake, another whitebait was thrown ashore.
Fan Xian glanced here and thought, 'This guy is so lucky that he managed to catch two whitebait. ’
He didn't care, because he had already caught thirty-three whitebait, and his victory was already firmly sealed.
"Snapped!"
Guo Huai caught a whitebait again and gently threw the whitebait ashore.
Fan Xian frowned and thought to himself, 'This guy must be a blind cat and a dead mouse! ’
However, he also put away his laziness and seriously caught the whitebait.
"Snapped!"
Guo Huai once again landed a whitebait.
Zheng Qingshan jumped up and couldn't help shouting: "I hit it, I hit it again! This is the third whitebait I have caught in a row!"
"This young man is very lucky. He has caught three fish in a row." The old and solemn monk stroking his beard said: "Based on my many years of experience in fishing for whitebait, once you catch the bait continuously, there may be a steady stream of whitebait in the future. Keep coming.”
The old monk just finished speaking.
"Snapped!"
Another silverbait was thrown ashore, which seemed to confirm the old monk's words.
Zheng Qingshan yelled: "This is Saijo!"
Fan Xian was startled by Zheng Qingshan's voice. An unknown anger welled up in his heart, and he turned to Zheng Qingshan and cursed: "You stupid cow, keep your voice down, you are affecting my ability to catch whitebait. "
Zheng Qingshan chuckled, and suddenly said in surprise: "I took the bait again!"
"Snapped!"
Another silverbait was thrown ashore by Guo Huai.
A younger brother next to Fan Xian said: "This is the fifth one! Boss, if this guy continues fishing at this speed, you will be in danger!"
"Snapped!"
Fan Xian was so angry that he slapped the boy first and cursed: "Get away from me, I'm not blind!"
"Snapped!"
It’s article six!
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
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Guo Huai shot one shot after another, catching fish at a high frequency in a very short period of time. Every time the whitebait was thrown ashore, it was like a whip hitting Fan Xian's heart hard.
"thirty-one!"
"Thirty-two!"
"Thirty-three!"
All the monks around him shouted loudly, and Guo Huai was clearly on fire at this moment.
"Thirty West!"
Zheng Qingshan jumped several feet high, grabbed Guo Huai's shoulders and said excitedly: "We won!"
Fan Xian, who was standing by with a ferocious face, shouted angrily: "It's not dark yet, the game time isn't over yet, it's not yet certain who will win and who will lose!"
Fan Xian sat there holding the boom, filled with anger that he could not calm down. He had not caught a single whitebait for so long.
But Guo Huai next to him was really lucky and continued to explode. He only heard the noisy and joyful voices around him and continued to shout: "West 17, West 18, West 19..."
Guo Huai continued fishing for whitebait calmly, while the monks around him were crazy with excitement, shouting frantically about the number they caught.
"Sixty-five, sixty-six!"
When it was getting dark, the number of whitebait caught by Guo Huai finally settled on sixty-six.
Zheng Qingshan hugged Guo Huai and jumped up and down excitedly. The monks around him also congratulated Guo Huai on becoming the new generation of fishing king.
Fan Xian was slumped on the ground beside him, his face was ashen and dejected, his empty eyes were staring blankly at the fish bladder in the water. He couldn't imagine that he had lost.
Zheng Qingshan walked up to Fan Xian in high spirits and said triumphantly: "Fan Xian, you have a day like this, so hurry up and take out your gambling money!"
Guo Huai was also paying attention. He was worried that Fan Xian would default on his debt and might start a fight.
Under Zheng Qingshan's pressure, Fan Xian flicked his hand, and there were 800 spiritual stones on the ground, as well as Zheng Qingshan's middle-grade magic weapon Changhong Sword, as well as the formation flags and formation diagrams of the Western Elephant Formation that Guo Huai had longed for. .
Fan Xian stared at Guo Huai with resentful eyes and turned away without saying a word.
Guo Huai also felt the hateful look in his eyes. He knew that Fan Xian would not give up. Not only did the opponent lose everything this time, but the key was that he also learned that Guo Huai had an inner elixir from a foundation-building monster.
Guo Huai put away the spirit stones and formation items on the ground, and handed the Qinghong Sword to Zheng Qingshan. The other party took the sword and thanked him happily: "If Brother Guo hadn't helped me, the old man would have ripped me off when I got back. Skin."
Guo Huai said earnestly: "Nine times out of ten you bet, you will lose. Brother Zheng, it is better not to bet and fight with others in the future!"
Zheng Qingshan said repeatedly: "I won't gamble anymore, I won't gamble anymore."
Guo Huai said loudly to the monks who were watching: "Thank you for helping me cheer up today. A little spiritual stone is not disrespectful."
After saying that, with a wave of his hand, more than a hundred spiritual stones were scattered, and the three and ten monks onlookers scrambled to grab them.
Zheng Qingshan was greedy when he saw it, but he was too embarrassed to go and grab it.
After everyone left, Guo Huai handed Zheng Qingshan another hundred spiritual stones. Zheng Qingshan declined and accepted it happily.
