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C212 It Was a Competition of Fishing Skills



C212 It Was a Competition of Fishing Skills

1"Could it be!"     1

    

"Someone actually caught that thing..."    

    

A few shocked voices sounded in the void.    

    

Su Jin had been staying in the Sacred Land for the past few days and had heard a lot of news about the Devil Suppressing Pagoda. What he cared about the most was the map of the Devil Suppressing Pagoda!    

    

According to what he knew, the Devil Suppressing Pagoda was a huge alternate dimension. Its size was unknown. If he walked around randomly, he might get lost in it. In the past Ancestor God Rites, there were many people who had entered the Devil Suppressing Pagoda to cultivate. Every time, however, there were people who lost their way because of it. They were forever left behind in the Devil Suppressing Pagoda.    

    

However, some extremely smart people did not lose their way in Devil Suppressing Pagoda. Instead, they drew a map of the places they had been to.    

    

Such a map was naturally very precious. Those people would not reveal it to outsiders for nothing. Most of them would leave the map of the Devil Suppressing Pagoda to their tribe or sell it at a sky-high price.    

    

When the Ancestral God Ritual was about to begin, Su Jin had heard a few stories about the auction of the map of the Devil Suppressing Pagoda. However, every time the auction was held, it was a sky-high price that Su Jin didn't even dare to imagine. He didn't expect that he would have a chance to obtain it here.    

    

This was great!    

    

The competition had officially begun!    

    

All the anglers came to the side of the ship and chose a suitable place.    

    

Su Jin, on the other hand, was calm and unhurried as he slowly walked towards the side of the ship.    

    

Guo Li couldn't help but feel speechless and dissatisfied. Feng Ao had given such a precious opportunity to this guy, but this guy actually didn't cherish it. Wasn't this too much?    

    

However, when he saw that Feng Ao didn't say anything, he could only shake his head and walk to the other side. The fisherman that he had invited was about to be ready.    

    

"This little bastard actually has such a good relationship with that fellow Feng Ao. Coupled with Yue Luo, isn't this kid's network a little too wide?"    

    

Qin Mu had been paying attention to Su Jin's actions the whole time. When he saw this scene, ___'s expression became even gloomier, "According to my information, this brat is a senior musician. He even won against the appraiser that Huyan Hui and Lu Shiyu invited with gambling stones. Such talent... If he is used appropriately, he will definitely become a huge threat to our Kun Peng Tribe."    

    

Thinking of this, Qin Mu's eyes flickered with killing intent. Originally, because of Lu Qi, he had already prepared to deal with Su Jin. Now that he saw the relationship between Su Jin and Feng Ao, his desire to kill Su Jin had become even more urgent.    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

Spirit Fishing Man and the others who participated in the Fishing Competition were all very skilled. Almost at the same time, a few Fishing Fishing Fishing Artists used Fishing Technique to control the fishing line to drill into the depths of the lake.    

    

Su Jin was still calm and composed. He took out the fishing rod that he had casually bought and was about to throw it into the lake.    

    

"Brother Su, you haven't used the bait yet, right?"    

    

Feng Ao hurriedly reminded. Initially, he thought that Su Jin had some knowledge about Fishing Technique, but now he finally realized that Su Jin really didn't know how to use Fishing Technique.    

    

Although he knew this, Feng Ao didn't have any interest in it. He wasn't interested in the Fishing Competition to begin with, so recommending Su Jin wasn't a big deal to him.    

    

As for the map of Devil Suppressing Pagoda, Feng Ao already had it, so he wouldn't mind it.    

    

Su Jin smiled mysteriously. "Brother Feng, who said that fishing requires bait? Just watch."    

    

After saying that, he threw the hook into the lake.    

    

"Kid, you really don't know anything about the Fishing Technique. How could an ignorant person like you participate in the Fishing Competition? You really don't know your own limitations."    

    

Right at this moment, a mocking voice was heard. The one who spoke was Fei Chuheng, the fisherman beside Qin Mu.    

    

"Who do you think knows nothing about the Fishing Technique?"    

    

When Feng Ao heard that someone had offended Su Jin, he immediately widened his eyes and unleashed a terrifying pressure towards Fei Chuheng.    

    

Fei Chuheng's facial expression changed instantly. He didn't expect that this Saint Son Changsheng would value Su Jin so much. If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have dared to offend Su Jin. But right after that, a figure appeared in front of him and blocked his path.    

    

"Brother Feng, Mister Fei is only telling the truth. Why are you so angry?"    

    

Qin Mu smiled faintly and cast a glance at Su Jin. “ This kid obviously didn't know anything about the Fishing Technique, but he still dared to participate in the Fishing Competition. How dare he not cherish your spot, such an ungrateful person! I also don't know how you met him. "    

    

Upon hearing this, the surrounding people looked over, their eyes filled with disdain. They all saw that Feng Ao treated Su Jin with utmost respect, but Su Jin 'reported' to Qin Mu in such a manner. This really made them feel disgusted.    

    

Feng Ao's eyes suddenly turned cold. "Qin Mu, you must be tired of living, right? How dare you mock my friend..."    

    

Qin Mu's facial expression changed instantly. He could only feel a wave of killing intent coming from Feng Ao's body!    

    

"Brother Feng, let me handle this."    

    

Right at this moment, Su Jin spoke.    

    

When Feng Ao heard this, he retracted the Qi that he was about to release, and coldly glared at Qin Mu. "For the sake of Brother Su, I'll let you go for now."    

    

Qin Mu's expression turned slightly ugly. He was the dignified Son of the Kun Peng Tribe, and he was on equal footing with Feng Ao. However, this fellow didn't put him in his eyes in front of so many people.    

    

However, Qin Mu didn't dare to offend Saint Son Changsheng. He knew his own limitations. Saint Son Changsheng's strength was one of the best among the Saints of the Nine Major Tribes, Saintess. Even Yue Luo was no match for him.    

    

Su Jin looked at Fei Chuheng and said with a faint smile, "You are called Mister Trash, right? You said that I don't understand Fishing Technique?"    

    

Fei Chuheng was stunned for a moment, then he raged, "Kid, who are you scolding?! You are the Trash, my surname is Fei. "    

    

"Oh, so you are Mr. Cripple, but the meaning is more or less the same."    

    

Su Jin smiled slightly. The words that he said made many people laugh. "You said I don't know Fishing Technique, so I assume your Fishing Technique is very high?"    

    

Fei Chuheng's face darkened. He wanted to continue his anger, but when he heard what Fei Chuheng said, he smiled coldly and said, "It's not too high. It's not a problem for it to be a million times higher than yours."    

    

"So you are so powerful. I admire you."    

    

Su Jin deliberately showed a respectful expression, but he said inadvertently, "If that's the case, you must be very willing to compete with me in the Fishing Technique."    

    

Hearing this, except for Lu Qi, almost everyone was stunned. Immediately, they looked at Su Jin in disbelief.    

    

"You want to compete with me in the Fishing Technique?"    

    

Fei Chuheng was also stunned. Immediately, he looked at Su Jin as if he was looking at a fool. A scornful smile appeared on his face, "With just you? How dare a guy like you, who doesn't even know how to use bait, compete with me in the Fishing Technique? You really don't know what death is. "    

    

Feng Ao raised his brows. He didn't understand why Su Jin would propose this competition, but he couldn't stop it when he saw Su Jin's suggestion.    

    

Lu Shiyu, who was far away, had a strange expression on her face. She felt that Su Jin's current expression was exactly the same as before he participated in the gambling event, but after that, she and Huyan Hui had suffered a huge loss.    

    

"Could it be that this guy is pretending to cheat Fei Chuheng again? Impossible. Fei Chuheng is Spirit Fishing Man. This brat definitely won't be able to defeat Fei Chuheng."    

    

Lu Shiyu's eyes lit up and she sneered, "Furthermore, this kid is already a senior musician and is proficient in gambling on stones. If he is also a Spirit Fishing Man, there is no justice in this world."    

    

"That's right. Your Fishing Technique is so high. Don't tell me you don't dare to do so."    

    

Su Jin smiled.    

    

Fei Chuheng was silent for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes turned extremely cold. "Humph, I don't dare to do so. Even a madman like you has the courage to do so. Why wouldn't I dare? But since it is a competition between you and me... There should be a special bet."    

    

"Of course."    

    

Su Jin smiled faintly.    

    

Fei Chuheng continued to speak in a cold voice, "Since you are the one who proposed the competition, then the bet will be decided by me."    

    

Su Jin said, "Sure."    

    

Fei Chuheng smiled coldly. "My condition is very simple. You are a mad man who doesn't touch the Fishing Technique. You dare to show off your skills in front of us? This really pissed me off. If you lose, break your own arms. This way... You will never have the chance to touch the fishing pole, and you will never have the chance to insult our noble angler!"    

    

"How ruthless!"    

    

"If you cut off your arms, not only will you never be able to touch the fishing pole, you will also lose all other aspects of the fishing pole."    

    

"This kid asked for it. Who asked him to insult our fisherman?"    

    

Everyone present had their own opinions about Fei Chuheng's condition, but those fishermen didn't think it was too much. They really didn't have a good impression of Su Jin, the man who insulted the Fishing Technique.    

    

Feng Ao's eyes darkened, and he was about to say something.    

    

"Alright, I promise you!"    

    

But at this moment, Su Jin spoke without hesitation.    

    

"What? Brother Su, don't think about it anymore!"    

    

Feng Ao was startled. He didn't want to see Su Jin lose both of his arms. In that case, his pair of beautiful hands would never be seen again.    

    

"Hahahaha, Feng Ao, this kid promised in front of so many people. Can he go back on his word?"    

    

Qin Mu burst into laughter. He had never thought that Su Jin would be so foolish as to accept such a bet.    

    

"That's right, brat. Since you have already agreed to it, it's impossible for you to go back on your word in front of so many Saints and Saintess. You are the one Saint Son Changsheng brought here. If you go back on your word, it will affect Saint Son Changsheng's reputation!"    

    

Fei Chuheng said with a sinister smile, as if he was determined to win Su Jin's bet.    

    

"What a joke. I will go back on my word?"    

    

Su Jin looked at Fei Chuheng with disdain, "Mister Trash, the same goes for you. If you lose, you will also have to break your own arms."    

    

"So what? Anyway, I will not lose!"    

    

Fei Chuheng looked at Su Jin with a ferocious expression, "Kid, in order to make you give up sooner, I will let you experience my peerless Fishing Technique, the Boundless Tracking Spirit Fishing Technique!"    

    

With a loud roar, Fei Chuheng struck out a dense number of Talismans and poured them into his fishing rod. In an instant, blue ripples spread out from the surface of the water with his fishing rod as the center. It quickly spread to an unknown distance, as if it had covered the entire Hundred Spirit Lake.    

    

"You deserve to die!"    

    

In the distance, the few elites beside Lu Shiyu all sneered. Hong Gui gloated, "Last time, I was tricked by this brat, but this time, I don't believe he can use the same trick again!"    

    

Lu Shiyu stared at Lu Qi. Her eyes flickered and her red lips hooked up with a mocking smile, "I thought that Lu Qi had taken a liking to that brat. I did not expect that she was only using that brat."    

    

"Saintess, what do you mean?"    

    

When Hong Gui and the others heard this, they threw aside their gloating towards Su Jin and hurriedly said.    

    

Lu Shiyu's face revealed a look as if she had seen through everything. "You haven't seen through it yet? This brat was about to be in big trouble, but Lu Qi's face did not have the slightest bit of worry. If she really took a fancy to Su Jin, how could she have such an expression?"    

    

Everyone couldn't help but look at Lu Qi. They saw that Lu Qi's expression was indeed indifferent. Not only was she worried, she didn't seem to have any sympathy for Su Jin.    

    

"Indeed, Lu Qi didn't take a fancy to that little beast!"    

    

Upon seeing this, the eyes of those men lit up. Some of the Constellation Tribe elites who were interested in Lu Qi suddenly felt delighted in their hearts.    

    


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