Chapitre 117: Nine-Tailed Mantis Shrimp

The boys paused their steps and looked back angrily, only to see that Han Fei was scratching his belly casually and didn't look like that wild fatty in the fight just now at all.

When the fishing boat took off, a boy said resentfully, "Han Fei, you bastard! Don't let me see you again! I swear I'll kill you one day!"

The sword-bearing boy paused for a moment. "Teacher, is that man really an intermediate fishing master? Why is he so powerful? And he is also a spirit gatherer?"

Hearing his words, everyone fell silent. Yes, the fatty was too strong. They had used all their combat skills but couldn't even pierce his skin. This huge sense of frustration overwhelmed them. If Han Fei was a genius in the town, they might be able to accept it, but he was only an ordinary fishing village boy.