A Ten-Game Winning Streak
Editor: Henyee Translations
As soon as Luo Xiaobai said so, two knives darted at Han Fei from behind. Then an astonishing scene appeared. Han Fei didn't move but pulled out his fishing rod. With a wave of his rod, the fishhook, like a wandering snake, shot out in an instant.
"Instant Hook…"
At the moment Han Fei's fish hook shot out, hundreds of vines on the right of Luo Xiaobai suddenly jumped up.
"Spirit absorbing."
"Spiral Strike."
Han Fei jumped backwards. Everyone saw this fatty stepping through the air as his his rod rotated like a spiral.
BAM!
A figure was sent flying, vomiting blood and then he fell to the ground, tied tightly.
On the other side, the vines were shattered, but the hunter was completely exposed to everyone's sight. Even though the vines were chopped madly, this person was still pulled to Han Fei.
"Slingshot! Go!"
The hunter was not given a chance to escape at all and was taken to his knees.