God of Fishing

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“Wait a minute!”

The girl struggled to get up from the ground and said, “If you had lowered your strength to that of a junior fishing master, how could you find me?”

“Yes! This girl is a hunter.”

“Yes, did the examiner cheat?”

The crowd was in an uproar and someone began to doubt him.

Han Fei grinned.
“I found your location from the sound of the wind.
Making so much noise in combat, you’re really not a good hunter! Next!”

Han Fei didn’t have any pity for this girl.
This was an entry-level assessment, not a game.
Le Renkuang said angrily, “Don’t doubt our examiners.
Why should we bother to cheat? If you don’t believe us, you can leave.
The next…”

No one challenged Han Fei this time.
A handsome boy said, “I choose to challenge the armorist.”

Le Renkuang walked straight to the field.
“I am the armorist.
Come on!”

Le Renkuang pulled out a knife from the armor box, but the boy suddenly ran around him at a very fast speed.

Le Renkuang laughed, raised his knife and hacked.
With a clang, the boy stepped back six or seven steps and before he had any time to react, a knife appeared in front of him.

Le Renkuang asked, “Are you stupid? Yes, armorists are slow, but my knife is fast!”

One, two…

No one could hold on for even one minute, not to mention three minutes.

Someone challenged Luo Xiaobai and she just sent the challenger flying with her vines without even moving.

An armorist challenged Xia Xiaochan, but before he took out his shield, Xia Xiaochan had put the dagger on his neck.

Zhang Xuanyu had the fewest challengers because in people’s opinion, he, a soul warrior, had the greatest combat ability.

The assessment was carried out for nearly an hour, except for one who held on for one minute under Le Renkuang’s hands, the rest were mostly knocked out with one strike.

Seeing this scene, many people were desperate and left.
The people of the Thug Academy were monsters! It was impossible for them to pass the assessment!

Le Renkuang had made his voice hoarse from all the shouting.
He ran back to his seat and pulled Han Fei up.
“Now it’s your turn! I’ve lost my voice.
Give me some dried fish.
I’m hungry.”

Han Fei: “…”

Han Fei took a handful of dried fish, handed it to Le Renkuang, and then kicked Zhang Xuanyu.
“You are the idlest one of us.
Don’t sleep.
Go.”

Zhang Xuanyu was speechless.
Why me? It would be tiring to stand there.

But Zhang Xuanyu was really bored, so he got up and walked to the gate.
“We’ve told you that people below fishing masters had better not challenge us.
Those who can enter the Thug Academy all can skip levels to challenge.
If you can kill a junior fishing master when you’re a level-nine fisher, welcome, but if not, you’d better pack up and leave!”

At this time, a well-dressed boy walked out of the crowd, carrying a rod and saying, “I challenge the soul warrior!”

Zhang Xuanyu suddenly brightened.
There was finally someone challenging me? Zhang Xuanyu laughed.
“Come on!”

The boy’s feet moved, and the rod in his hand turned into dozens of rod shadows and shot at Zhang Xuanyu.

“Phew! Not bad! But the shortcoming is too obvious.
The spiritual energy can’t be balanced, which can be seen at a glance.”

Zhang Xuanyu hit away the real rod among the rod shadows and smashed his rod at the boy but the latter suddenly leaned back, pulled out two daggers from behind, and thrust them at him as fast as a bolt of lightning

“Ha! Wave!”

Zhang Xuanyu hit the boy again with his rod and there seemed to be a sea wave surging behind him, and the boy flew out with a bang.

Zhang Xuanyu dropped his rod and walked to the door.
“Your combat skills are not bad but your control of spiritual energy is poor.
You’re both a soul warrior and a hunter but not good at either of them.
Besides, you were too slow in combat… The next one.”

The people in the queue were speechless.
Come on, this is a dual-professional genius! And even he was eliminated?!

“Well, Sir, can you refund my money?”

Old Bai rolled his eyes at that man.
“Sorry, the assessment fee is nonrefundable!”

“Uh…”

Another hour later.

The long queue disappeared and there were only less than a hundred people left.
This might be the fastest entry-assessment ever.
Many people cursed when they left.
“What the hell is this school! They don’t want to recruit any students at all.”

At this time, in front of Old Bai’s desk, a boy asked awkwardly, “Sir, I only have one mid-quality pearl.
Can, can I attend the assessment?”