Han Fei intended to goad Hu Kun into challenging him, but he wasn't confident. After all, Hu Kun was a real level-six who couldn't be weaker than He Xiaoyu, and he couldn't defeat He Xiaoyu yet.
Although Hu Kun wanted to fight, he knew that it would be outrageous if he did, so he could only hold back.
Han Fei turned around and snorted. "Too weak. None of them are worth fighting."
He Xiaoyu was stunned. The Han Fei she met today was completely different from the Han Fei she had known for four years. She had heard about Han Fei's childhood and knew why Tang Ge protected Han Fei all the time.
Was it really as Han Fei said? Was he enlightened? But why was Han Fei so violent after he was enlightened?
In fact, Han Fei was not violent at all. He was just looking for the Swallowed Spirit Soup. Now that one bowl of soup could increase his upper limit of spiritual energy by one point, wouldn't he be invincible if he ate a hundred bowls?
On the training ground of Class Two.
BAM …
The gate was kicked open.
Han Fei said, "Everybody, how about we make a deal? The bamboo stick in my hand can be said to be priceless. Whoever defeats me will have this bamboo stick. Of course, it doesn't matter even if you lose. Just give me a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup … "
"Isn't that the useless Han Fei? Is he an idiot? "
"What a great deal! This bamboo rod is worth a lot of money."
"Nobody touches it. The bamboo rod is mine."
"I'm told that he knocked out three people in a class this morning."
"That's under the situation where he doesn't use spiritual energy. This guy only has brute force. When he really encounters a battle where spiritual energy is poured in, he's extremely weak."
Ten minutes passed.
Everybody was lying on the ground. There were five bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup before Han Fei.
"Gudu, Gudu …"
Han Fei looked at He Xiaoyu who was still dumbfounded. "Well, you can have another bowl. Forget it. The rent for a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup is indeed too little."
…
Han Fei's name became famous in half a day. A piece of trash had defeated all the students of the same level in his class, and even defeated those of a higher level.
The whole school was shocked.
The teachers were having a meeting to discuss how to deal with the talents with Level Three Spiritual Heritage.
Suddenly, a probationary teacher walked in. "Well, Master Wang Jie, can you do me a favor?"
Wang Jie asked, "What is it?"
The intern teacher said, "Well, Han Fei from your class hit someone in school."
Wang Jie sneered, "Him? Who did he hit? Teacher Zheng, it's normal for students to spar occasionally. Otherwise, they would be flowers in a greenhouse. "
Teacher Xi smiled bitterly. Was that really a spar?
"No, Teacher Wang Jie, he has already beaten the whole grade. Right now, no one in the same realm as him can fight him. He's even starting to challenge those of a higher realm. "
"Pfft …"
The fishing masters were dumbfounded. What? Beat an entire grade? Was he challenging someone of a higher level?
Wang Jie was dumbfounded. "Hey, are you sure the Han Fei you're talking about is the Han Fei from our class?"
The intern teacher: "Other than the one in your class, there's no other Han Fei in our school!"
…
When the teachers arrived, Han Fei was yelling at one of the classes. "Can you do it or not? My bamboo stick can be sold for ten mid-quality pearls, and you'll only have to pay a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup. "
In the end, a group of experts of the same level shook their heads like a rattle-drum.
Han Fei said, "How cowardly. Those who bullied me before, you don't have to fight me, but you'd better deliver my Swallowed Spirit Soup in three days, or I'll show you no mercy. "
Someone said gloomily, "I'll fight you. I'll fight you."
Han Fei said, "That won't do. You're a level-six fisher, and I'm only level-four."
The man was probably about to explode in fury. "I don't want your bamboo stick. If you win, I'll give you four bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup."
"Deal."
Han Fei was about to measure the gap between him and a level-six fisher when someone came to him.
He Xiaoyu said, "Han Fei, are you crazy? He's a level-six fisher. Don't ruin your foundation for a few bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup."
Han Fei said solemnly, "Am I doing this for the Swallowed Spirit Soup? I'm not. I'm just training myself. Only with a strong body can I survive better in the ocean. "
He Xiaoyu blinked. Why do I feel that you're fooling me? You're doing this for the Swallowed Spirit Soup.
One of the mentors said, "Huh? That's Qin Guang from our class. His Spiritual Heritage is Level Two, High Quality, and Han Fei is going to fight him? "
Wang Jie was rather dizzy too. Wasn't Han Fei a level-two fisher? Since when could he challenge a level-six fisher?
A teacher from Wang Jie's class suddenly said, "Right, I remember now. I sensed that Han Fei was different this morning, so I asked him. I learned that he became a level-four fisher. "
Wang Jie asked, "Mr. Xu, is it true?"
Mr. Xu said, "It's true. The boy said that he made a breakthrough after a life-and-death experience."
While the fishing masters were still chatting, Han Fei and Qin Guang took action.
The spiritual light between the two of them shone brightly, and a huge force burst out between the bamboo stick and the steel stick.
Han Fei smashed all the way. Spiritual energy was flowing out of the bamboo stick every time he smashed it. After a long time, Han Fei began to sweep again. He didn't stop after five or six sweeps.
Qin Guang, on the other hand, couldn't resist Han Fei's spiritual energy at all! It must be noted that there was a limit to how much spiritual energy a fisher had. Qin Guang only had 136 points of spiritual energy, but all his spiritual energy had been used to resist Han Fei's bamboo stick. How could he fight?
After Han Fei smashed for the sixteenth time, Qin Guang's stick was finally smashed out of his hand, and he was blown away. Qin Guang's face was pale. He couldn't understand why he was beaten so badly by a level-four fisher. More importantly, was there no limit to the guy's spiritual energy?
Not just Qin Guang, all the fishing masters were dumbfounded. Could a level-four fisher have so much spiritual energy to unleash? Are you kidding me? Han Fei smashed the bamboo stick sixteen times. Even if he only gained eight points of spiritual energy each time, it would still be 128 points! A level-four fisher could have 128 points of spiritual energy? That was the spiritual energy that only a level-six fisher could have, alright?
Han Fei, on the other hand, simply picked up the bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup and gulped it down one bowl after another.
Immediately, Han Fei looked much better. There was indeed a gap between a level-six fisher and a level-four fisher. The guy's body was stronger than his, but it could be a problem in a battle. Qin Guang would rather take a few hits than fight Han Fei. It was still hard to tell who would win the battle.
Han Fei said, "He Xiaoyu, help me drink some. I can't drink anymore."
He Xiaoyu was almost in tears. "I can't drink anymore either. I've had thirteen bowls already. Ew …"
Among the fishing masters, a middle-aged fishing master found it weird. Why was his daughter involved in this? Also, the bamboo stick in Han Fei's hand seemed to belong to his daughter!
The other fishing masters were lost for words. They had never seen anyone throw up after drinking the Swallowed Spirit Soup. How many bowls had he had exactly?
As a matter of fact, the Swallowed Spirit Soup was completely useless for Han Fei. When he found that his current storage limit of spiritual energy was stuck at 139 points, he knew what was going on.
However, it had nothing to do with his challenges. Although his spiritual energy storage limit couldn't be changed, the Swallowed Spirit Soup was full of spiritual energy! A bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup was worth almost ten Yellow Croakers. Now, even He Xiaoyu was throwing up after drinking the soup. It was not hard to imagine how much Han Fei had drunk.
A student in the crowd was lost for words. "Han Fei, you've had more than thirty bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup. Are you not going to pee?"
Han Fei, however, belched and said, "I can hold it for a while longer. Let me ask, who else?"
Han Fei was still talking proudly, but he was lost for words when he saw the indescribable expressions on the students' faces. Why were they all withered? How was he supposed to do that?
"Han Fei!"
Han Fei said without looking back, "One by one. This class isn't over yet. Don't be hasty."
"How many more classes are you going to fight?"
The voice sounded rather solemn and familiar. Han Fei turned around, only to see Wang Jie staring at him gloomily with a bunch of teachers next to him.
Rolling his eyes, Han Fei immediately said, "Sir, well, I suddenly remembered that I need to pee. I'll go first …"
"You can hold it for a while longer. Don't think about going anywhere."
He Xiaoyu rose quickly. "Han Fei, give me your bamboo rod."
Seeing that, Han Fei knew that he couldn't fight anymore, so he tossed the bamboo rod to He Xiaoyu.
Then, He Xiaoyu's father said, "Little girl, come home with me."
…
Everybody was greatly relieved to see that Han Fei was gone. The guy was finally gone! He had defeated a level-six expert. Could it be that only level-seven experts could defeat him? How did the useless guy become so strong all of a sudden?
Everybody knew that Tang Ge had a level-seven Spiritual Heritage, but Han Fei only had a level-one Spiritual Heritage! Even if Tang Ge asked for the help of angels, he couldn't have grown so fast!
On the playground.
Narrowing his eyes, Wang Jie said, "I can understand that you've advanced. But what's with your spiritual energy? "
Han Fei said, "Huh? Sir, my spiritual energy is endless! "
"Pa …"
Han Fei immediately suffered a slap on the head. Wang Jie was lost for words. Endless spiritual energy? Even Fang Ze, the angel from the city, would have to ask him if he had endless spiritual energy. You? Endless spiritual energy?
Wang Jie said, "Let's talk nicely."
Han Fei said, "Sir, the Swallowed Spirit Soup in my stomach hasn't been fully digested yet, so my spiritual energy is constantly supplied …"
Wang Jie said, "That's bulls * it. Can you transform your spiritual energy into sixteen Sweeping Sticks in one minute?"
Han Fei played dumb. "I can transform it as long as the Swallowed Spirit Soup is in my stomach."
"Huh?"
It was Wang Jie's turn to be stunned. He asked again, "Can you transform it?"
Han Fei said, "Yes! My spiritual energy will be back after I drink the Swallowed Spirit Soup. I can beat them up with one bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup at most, or two bowls … "
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