V2.Chapter 82

Without thinking for long, the young fisherman made his own choice: "I want to learn to tread the waves."

It is not difficult to choose.

Hard scales have disadvantages. The nature of the whirling knife is icing on the cake. With treading waves, the mobility of teenagers can be greatly improved, and they can advance and retreat freely in many battles. Although it is not an offensive or defensive fighting skill, it can greatly improve the fighting ability of teenagers.

The old brown scale pupil lit up slightly: "wise choice, let me teach you the operation route of fighting spirit, which is more complex."

Once the operation route is not complicated, but the IQ of fish people is like that, and teenagers can easily understand it.

After a few attempts and several failures, the water gushed under the feet of the young fisherman, and the whole person suddenly rushed to the top of the old brown scale.

Old brown scale was dumbfounded.

"This, this learned?" Sauerkraut opens his mouth wide. He learned this fighting skill for two years at the beginning, and only learned it for two years!

The fish man old shaman was also shocked in her heart. She stared at the teenager: "do you have the blood of the caster? I know the skill of treading the waves and fighting, and the operation route is complex, which is comparable to some primary spells. Your spirit is not general, and your understanding ability is very strong. Who are your parents? What kind of blood do you have?"

Then, the young fish man looked slightly gloomy and said the tragic past of the death of his parents.

"I was raised by my mother. According to her, our original tribe encountered terrifying sea beasts during the great migration. My father died in battle, and my mother also fell ill and died after teaching me the ability to survive alone."

"Tianzhu Haiyan is not my real hometown."

"So it is. I'm almost like you. I'm an orphan. My master raised me." Sauerkraut dish. Old brown scale is equivalent to his adoptive father. Because of this, old brown scale will regard pickled cabbage as a successor without a qualified blood heir.

The young fish man glanced at the pickled cabbage, but he didn't expect that the excuse he made up made the fish man dispel most of his hostility, and Dasheng felt pity for others.

"Son, you can make this your home." Fish man old shaman Wenyan comforted.

The young fisherman shook his head. "No, I'm more used to being alone in the wild than living with other fishermen."

Old brown scale and old shaman looked at each other. The former smiled and said, "since you think so, we won't force you to stay. However, before you leave, you two will fight again, don't forget."

Pickled cabbage suddenly burst out of War: "this time I will not be careless, I will use my real strength."

Fishman boy snorted coldly? With the pride of genius, "do you think I have learned these two fighting skills, do you still have a chance?"

Old brown scale laughed and said to the young fisherman, "if you win again this time, I will teach you another fighting skill."

The young fisherman shook his head and retorted, "no, I will rob those two bronze machetes? You have to teach me two!"

Old brown scale said, "since we want to fight, we won't take advantage of you. I'll give you a week to practice your fighting skills."

The fish man shook his head again: "no? The day after tomorrow."

He doesn't want to stay here much? A week is too long.

The pride of young people makes fish people extremely ashamed of pickled vegetables? He glared at the boy: "one day is enough for you to practice? Running? You look down on people too much. The duel the day after tomorrow will make you feel defeated!"

The news of a duel between the two spread.

People in the town are looking forward to the fish. Fish people generally believe that pickled cabbage did not play its real strength in the first game.

The day after tomorrow, everyone's expectations were interrupted by unexpected visitors.

Headed by fish man? Tall and powerful, his physique is more than twice that of old brown scales.

He holds a long handled knife, and the fish head is huge? The whole body is wearing a layer of steel armor, and the surface of the armor emits a slight magical glow.

"Am I pretty hard? The clan head of pretty fish is my father." Fishman's voice is hoarse? The silver breath is strong, "I'm here to recruit fishermen and attack lobster people in the Haigou."

The fishermen in the town gathered together and saluted the fishermen very hard.

Even the town elder shaman is no exception.

Although the hard practice is fighting spirit, in the fish tribe, the legal position is higher. However, his status is higher. The force behind him, the Manyu tribe, is one of the three superior tribes in the eyes of Tianzhu sea.

This fish man village is the barbarian tribe to which he belongs, protected by it, and at the same time, he prays on time.

The old shaman asked, "how many fish people do you need?"

Old brown scale was very worried. The lobster people in the sucking trench are large-scale. Even if they win, the fish people will die and be seriously injured. Maybe the whole town is completely deserted.

Old shamans have the same concerns.

But unexpectedly, he said forcefully, "don't have many people. What I need is extraordinary. I need to carry out a surprise attack and beheading. There are two black irons and seven bronze in daofin town. You also have the same scale. Of course, if the old shaman plays in person, I'm very welcome."

Before the old shaman spoke, the old brown scale said, "I'll go! Mayor, you're seriously ill, so you'd better stay in town to recuperate."

Of course, the old shaman was not ill, but he coughed twice and said, "what a coincidence..."

As soon as he said this, he was interrupted by a hard hand: "well, I know, guard against daofin town. After all, the mayor of daofin town did not participate in the war."

"Come on, I won't talk nonsense with you. I'll go to Shipi town to call another group of people. Hurry up, your warriors."

Old shaman then used magic to summon the extraordinary fishmen in the town.

"Master, let me fight for you this time." Sauerkraut to old brown scales.

Old brown scale immediately shouted, "nonsense, your fighting skills haven't been cultivated to a good level. What are you going to do? Die?"

The fishman in daofin town suddenly said, "it's quite hard, sir. I know this pickle is cultivated by old brown scale, and it's very powerful. Compared with it, old brown scale is old and weak."

"Oh? Then you can join the war instead of your master." With a hard glance, he issued an order casually, and his attitude was not objectionable.

The old brown scale suddenly changed his face.

It doesn't matter if he died in the war. He is so old, but pickled cabbage is still young. Pickled cabbage is the hope of the future of the town.

However, since he spoke hard, old brown scale could only nod his head.

The fishman in daofin town suddenly showed a successful smile.

"I'll come too." At this time, the young fisherman stepped out of the crowd and asked to join.

Seeing that he was also black iron, the fishman in daofin town was a little surprised. Who was this strange Fishman? Why is there no information about him?

As a black iron, it has been the backbone of the fishman villages and towns. It is unreasonable that a black iron level fighter has been cultivated in the town of hostile forces, and we have no information.

The black iron fish man in front of him suddenly appeared from the sand.

Seeing the young fisherman come forward, the old shaman and the old brown scale all cast their eyes of gratitude and appreciation.

"Good brother!" Pickled cabbage was very excited and hit the fish man boy on the chest with his fist.

In fact, the fish man boy has his own plan.

The biggest purpose of his trip was to inquire about intelligence. Therefore, pretty hard is a more suitable target than old shaman and old brown scale. He needs to be close to pretty hard.

"You!" The young fisherman held a black iron machete in his hand and pointed to the fisherman in daofin Town, "you just talked a lot. Come and fight with me!"

The teenager launched a challenge face to face.

Everyone was stunned.

After reacting, the old brown scale gave a low cry and said in an anxious voice, "run around, don't be rash!"

The knife fin fisherman, who was deliberately provoked by the teenager, showed an angry look of being offended.

He bared his teeth and squeezed words from between his teeth: "very good, dare to challenge scar adult me. Let me teach you a lesson."

Old Saman looked hard with a look of help: "Your Excellency, you are about to go..."

But he snorted hard and interrupted the old shaman again: "it doesn't matter, just let them fight. I also want to understand the real combat power of my subordinates. At the same time, I'm also curious about what courage can make this young fish man challenge a famous expert."

Fishman scar is second only to the mayor of daofin.

He has been famous for a long time, but he is notorious.

In the eyes of others, such as pretty hard, the fish man boy was bold and dared to provoke him!

The battle soon began in the crowd of fishermen.

Scar's palm touched the fin on the outside of his forearm, showing a grim smile, and did not take the initiative to attack.

He has obvious characteristics of knife fin blood, and fins are erected on the outside of his forearm, the back of his calf, and the whole head and back of the fish. The fins are dark silver with sharp edges.

The shape of the knife fin fish man is more slender and thin than that of the normal fish man.

The scar is at least two heads higher than the fish man boy.

The fishman boy's wrist turned over, and the black iron machete lifted knife flowers in his hand.

Then, he directly used the knife technique to dance red scales.

The next moment, the fishman boy jumped directly at scar.

Scar has no weapons in his hands, but a pair of knife fins on the outside of his forearm are his natural weapons.

He put up his arms, and the blade collided with the black iron machete, bursting out a trail of sparks.

Scar has the strength of black iron level, and his blade quality also reaches black iron. He is completely not afraid to fight against the black iron machete in the hands of teenagers.

Seeing that the attack was blocked, the teenager was not discouraged, and the attack became more fierce.

The machete continued to chop out at a fast speed, causing the water to run wild.

Scar had a good time. He walked calmly, sometimes retreating and sometimes moving forward. While resisting the boy's fierce attack, he waited for the opportunity to move.

Pickled cabbage saw that the boy had the upper hand and shouted loudly.

The fishermen in the town are also waving flags and shouting for running.

"Not good!" Old brown scale is worried.

The same is true of the old shaman.

Some of the other knife fin fishermen held their arms and looked on, while others sneered and were full of confidence in scar.

Old brown scale became more and more worried: "running is too reckless, and he used all his strength as soon as he came up. I know this guy, scar, that he wants to plot against running! Since the war, he has never taken the initiative to attack, and has been saving his physical strength. But running blindly attacks, his physical strength will be consumed quickly. Once his physical strength is a little poor, revealing flaws, it is time for scar to counterattack!"

"When scar really attacks, his speed will be very fast. Running around should be the first time to fight against the knife fin fish people. It's difficult to adapt to their speed. I'm afraid he will be ripped by the knife fin!"

But worry is useless.

Old brown scales and old shamans have lost control of the situation.

Sure enough, as old brown Lin expected, the fisherman boy couldn't attack for a long time, his physical strength fell, and the knife speed gradually fell.

Scar smiled and suddenly shot!

"Be careful!!" Old brown scale exclaimed.

But scar's forearm was pushed hard against the fisherman boy, and the hard blade was about to cut the boy's chest.

Fighting skill treading the waves!

At the next moment, a torrent suddenly surged under the feet of the fish man boy, pushing him out for several steps.

The scar is cut out.

He stared at the boy, very surprised.

"Eh?" It's hard and a little surprised.

The boy suddenly retreated to a safe distance, and then suddenly stepped on the bottom of the sea. The treading wave was used again to push him to the scar.

The fierce machete attack reappears again.

Scar was pushed down again.

But this time, he was no longer calm and behaved very embarrassed.

The knife fin fish people in the same trade were no longer calm, looking at the figure of the young man fighting with astonishment.

"What's going on?"

"I didn't read it wrong!"

"This brown scale fish man uses two fighting skills at the same time?!"

Old brown scale and old shaman are both surprised and happy.

Pickled cabbage is showing admiration. He also practiced the two fighting skills of red scale dancing and treading the waves. It is very clear that the difficulty of using these two fighting skills at the same time is terrible!

Even the old brown scales can't be used like this.

But the fish man juvenile has achieved this level!

"His blood must not be simple! He is a genius!" The words in the heart of the old shaman are also the consensus of the fishermen watching the battle.