God of Fishing

It was not that Han Fei had never been so seriously injured in battle, but that he was too strong now. So far, no opponent had ever made him feel a sense of danger.

When facing Mystic One, Han Fei instinctively threw out the Star Explosion Fist, but after this punch, he felt that although the Star Explosion Fist was the first punch of the Star Fist Technique, it was still extremely powerful.

However, in fact, Han Fei was wrong. Mystic One's shovel was very strong. It wasn't that the power Mystic One showed was strong, but that Mystic One's control of power was too excellent. The Star Explosion Fist was suitable to serve as a large-scale offensive fist technique. The Silencing Fist was equivalent to a single fist technique, but it was more of a realm-level power. His control of pure power was not as good as Mystic One's control of his shovel.

Therefore, when he was almost cut open, Han Fei realized that the Star Explosion Fist and the Silencing Fist were useless.

However, the Draw Technique and All Great Daos in One Sword were useful.

Therefore, when Mystic One slashed at him with his shovel again, Han Fei drew out his saber, strengthened by his invincible will and the scorching power of his Origin Great Dao. This strike was also simple and plain, but Han Fei locked the power of this strike with his invincible will. At the moment his punch collided with the shovel, with a clang, Han Fei vomited blood from his seven orifices. Within 100,000 miles, countless broken stars exploded, and sound wave ripples and energy ripples poured out crazily in all directions.

"Puff ~"

Han Fei vomited blood again, but this time, he only retreated hundreds of kilometers, and so did Mystic One.

Han Fei couldn't help but grin. He used to be a Great Monarch, but so what? Although he hadn't met any other strong cultivators on the God Roll except Zhao Qinglong, he knew that they wouldn't be much stronger than him. There was an upper limit to this realm, and he thought that no one could compare to him in strength.

Sure enough, Mystic One turned his head, and his eyes glowed green.

He said, "The path of invincibility is indeed not bad. However, how many times can you unleash such power?"

Mystic One rushed up, and in the blink of an eye, the shovel in his hand slashed out a thousand times. Han Fei looked solemn. It was not a big deal to strike a thousand times in an instant. He could also do it.

However, the power of a thousand strikes was balanced, and every strike was precise. This meant that the other party's control of power was stronger than he thought.

The Drawing Technique couldn't deal with such an attack. Even if Han Fei crazily lowered the requirement of the Drawing Technique, he couldn't balance a thousand attacks and deal with the other party so precisely.

A war hammer appeared in Han Fei's hand. Although he couldn't use the Draw Technique a thousand times in an instant, he still had the Ultimate Hammer.

The Ultimate Hammer was divided into two kinds. The first was the ultimate strength, which was to pour out all one's strength and destroy the enemy with one strike. The second was the ultimate speed. What mattered wasn't balance, but speed. By continuously striking, the hammer would produce continuous shocks, making the hammer strike stronger and stronger.

Knock, knock, knock!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

In the Sea of Stars, Han Fei and Mystic One fought crazily, and countless layers of ripples poured down crazily. Wherever the two of them passed, star fragments exploded, and the nearest star fragments were shattered into powder.

However, if one took a closer look, they would discover that Han Fei's Ultimate Hammer could only block about 50% of the shovel strikes at first. As for the remaining strikes, even if they were blocked by the invincible will, 30% fell on Han Fei.

However, Han Fei didn't care at all. With a spurt of energy, the speed of the Ultimate Hammer finally erupted. In just three seconds, from being able to block about 50% of the shovel strikes at first, he could now block 90% of the strikes and even occasionally hit Mystic One.

But Han Fei was still at a disadvantage.

However, Han Fei's physique was unparalleled. Mystic One could slash out a thousand times, but the power of the slash couldn't hurt Han Fei.

"Huh? The Supreme Divine Technique of the human race?"

Mystic One noticed that although he seemed to have the upper hand, the damage he caused was limited. Although Han Fei's battle suit was shattered and he was dripping with blood, it was just on the surface. He didn't really hurt Han Fei.

After the battle, Han Fei swung the war hammer in his hand, and divine brilliance descended from the sky, enveloping his entire body. The blood all over his body quickly flowed back, and the wounds all over his body were disappearing at a visible speed.

Han Fei said, "That's right. It's the human race's Supreme Divine Technique."

Mystic One was silent for a moment. "Didn't the person who taught you this divine technique tell you that this path can't be connected to the gods?"

Han Fei sneered. "As long as my heart is connected to the gods, I can be connected to the gods. Just because others can't take this path doesn't mean I can't walk the path."

Mystic One nodded slightly. "You're not as good as me in power control, but you have a lot of means. However, no matter how many means you have, they're just tricks, not the source of your strength. Now, if you can still resist my following attacks, you'll pass the first test."

Han Fei's eyes gradually turned cold as he said coldly, "I'd like to see what your so-called power is."

Han Fei waved his hand and the Infinity Water condensed in his palm, turning into a short knife.

Almost at the same time, Mystic One disappeared. The next moment, Han Fei saw a sharp ray of light appear three inches in front of him. At this moment, Han Fei knew that every unnecessary movement he made would slow him down. Therefore, Han Fei stood still and raised his saber. The invincible will turned into a golden battle suit that enveloped his body.

Clang!

Han Fei's eyelids twitched slightly. The attack he expected didn't come. What he cut off was the sharp edge left by the shovel cutting through the void. And Mystic One's next attack had already slashed down from above. Han Fei didn't even look up. His invincible will condensed into a sword shadow and soared into the sky.

Clang!

But what came next was still a void blade.

In the next moment, there was a sharp sword thrust in front of him. After three consecutive attacks, Han Fei realized that it was not that the other party was fast, but that he could completely keep up with Mystic One's speed. However, Mystic One's control of strength was too precise.

For example, if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to take back the previous two blows.

Mystic One knew that he could block it, so he didn't plan to defeat him with one or two attacks. He accurately diverted the power of the first two attacks, so that all the subsequent attacks were like this.

Han Fei held the saber and pushed with one hand. Sure enough, he cut through a void blade, and the next attack came from the side.

At this moment, Han Fei had to admit that he had fallen into the attacking rhythm of Mystic One. The opponent's strength and speed were not stronger or faster than his, but just one blow had caused him to fall into the rhythm of the opponent's attack. In the end, his control of strength was not as good as his.

Mystic One had told him this before and told Han Fei in actual combat that if he couldn't find a way to resolve it, he would be killed under the crazy storm of attacks.

Yes, at this moment, one of Han Fei's hands drooped naturally. Except for his right hand, he didn't move at all. He was afraid that once he moved and was hurt by Mystic One the first time, there would inevitably be a second time, a third time, and countless times.

At this moment, it was definitely impossible to improve his control of strength unless he fell into some kind of epiphany. Epiphany was not easy to get. He had encountered it a few times and benefited a lot. But now his consciousness was absolutely clear, so it was impossible for him to enter a state of epiphany.

In the next blow, when Mystic One slashed at him with a shovel, Han Fei still counterattacked. But this time, at the moment the Infinity Water dagger touched the void blade, one attack turned into two.

The intensity of the two attacks was exactly the same. One cut through the sharp edge and the other slashed into the void, attacking Mystic One.

This was the power that Han Fei had comprehended after swallowing the Time Dao Fruit. The Time Arcane Technique repeated the same attack in an instant.

Han Fei thought that although Mystic One's attack forced him to defend passively, he could only keep attacking and couldn't stop. Once he stopped, his rhythm would be disrupted.

Therefore, he needed an additional force to break the balance.

Mystic One stopped the moment he activated the Time Arcane Technique. In fact, he was quite surprised. He only slashed four times, and the fourth time he attacked, his rhythm was disrupted by Han Fei.

Mystic One asked, "The Great Dao of Time?"

"Yes."

Mystic One said, "You've passed the first test, but it's just luck that you can pass it. I'm not the strongest among the Great Monarchs. It's not bad that you have a chance to break my rhythm. But if you meet someone stronger than me one day, or have deeper insights than me, it might be a different result."

Han Fei put away the Infinity Water. "I don't know what kind of opponent I will encounter, but I know that all methods in the world can be cracked. You think I have many and varied methods, but your problem is that your rhythm not only traps the enemy, but also traps you yourself. Because you feel that even if your rhythm is cracked, you will only return to normal combat, so you have no psychological pressure. You are still invincible, so you rely on this rhythm and pursue the ultimate control of strength. You have never failed before because you haven't met anyone who can disrupt your rhythm."

Mystic One nodded slightly. "I realized this after I died. I didn't expect my combat rhythm to be cracked by you today. However, I still have to say that your control of power is not good. Just because you can defeat me doesn't mean you are really invincible. After all, not all your opponents will be in the same realm as you."

Han Fei grinned. "My power control might not be good, but I still won't pursue the so-called power control. What I pursue is the brilliant Great Dao, not this kind of small but exquisite control."

Mystic One nodded slightly. "You do have the bearing of a leader of a race. However, this is only the first test. It's a trial of the ultimate strength."

Han Fei frowned. "There are many trials of strength in Puppet City. Were they all cultivation fields set up by you?"

Mystic One nodded without denying it.

Han Fei finally understood. It seemed that at least half of this Puppet City was under Mystic One's control in the past. His status was probably similar to the old turtle's. He had set up many trials. Even Han Fei had to admit its value now.

Although Han Fei didn't pursue the pinnacle of strength, if he could grasp it in passing, it should be able to make up for his weakness of insufficient control of strength.

Han Fei asked, "What's the second test?"

Mystic One said, "The second test is the Dao heart."

Han Fei grinned. The old turtle had emphasized the importance of the Dao heart to him countless times since it parasitized his body.

Therefore, when Mystic One mentioned the Dao heart, Han Fei was extremely confident.

Mystic One threw him a red bead and said, "Hold this bead. If this bead breaks, I won't let you control Puppet City."

Han Fei frowned slightly but still chose to agree. However, as he issued an order in his heart, the Emperor Sparrow descended. The two of them looked at each other and the Emperor Sparrow understood his meaning.

The Emperor Sparrow said, "Don't worry about the trial. With me around, nothing will happen to your body."

In the next moment, the Emperor Sparrow fused with Han Fei, and Han Fei's soul consciousness sank into his body. Only then did he take the red bead.

Buzz!

The moment Han Fei took the bead, his memories suddenly became a little chaotic, as if a person's life had suddenly appeared in his mind.

This chaos only lasted for a very short time.

The moment Han Fei woke up, he suddenly heard a familiar voice shouting in his ear, "Li Xuan, wake up."

Han Fei could clearly hear the urgency and nervousness in this voice. He seemed to realize what kind of situation he was in and suddenly came back to himself.

When he came back to his senses, he discovered that a mysterious turtle-patterned array was floating in the sky.

Han Fei was familiar with the voice that was presiding over the array, and this person was none other than the old turtle.

However, at this moment, Han Fei's impression of the old turtle was a little strange. He seemed to have forgotten his relationship with the old turtle when he was Han Fei. And his current memory seemed to be telling him that he was Li Xuan and was being besieged by a group of ominous strong masters.

Outside the array, there were thirteen strong masters, including seven Great Monarchs.

The old turtle roared, "Li Xuan, are you feeling better?"

Han Fei had no time to think too much. He quickly nodded. "Yes. I cut off part of my soul just now. Fortunately, I wasn't contaminated."

The old turtle said with a cold face, "My array can't last long. When I remove the array, let's run together. If we can't escape, we'll fight. Even if we die in battle, we can't be tainted by the ominous."

However, an extremely strong idea popped up in Han Fei's mind. He said, "No, we can't escape if we are together."

The old turtle asked, "Huh? We don't know where the rescuers are yet. Do you really expect someone to come to save us?"

Han Fei: "No, Mystic Martial. You are a divine turtle bred by the heavens and earth. None of these people can break through your defense. If you leave, there is a high chance that you will survive. As for me, even if I survive, my strength will at most be at the level of a Great Monarch, or even drop in realm."

The old turtle said, "Li Xuan, you can still cultivate although you cut off part of your soul. But if you go out, you'll definitely die. Since you're not even afraid of death, why are you afraid of running away with me? When you and I become gods, we'll be free to deal with the ominous power. Brother, don't be penny wise and pound foolish."

Han Fei smiled. "Mystic Martial, why have you and I cultivated to this point? For longevity? Or for fighting the ominous?"

Before the old turtle could speak, Han Fei said with a smile, "At first, I did it for longevity, and then to become a god. I never thought of fighting the ominous, but it turns out that I have to face the reality now. I've achieved longevity. It's impossible for me to become a god. My heart is on fire. Sorry, I don't want to escape anymore."

With that, Han Fei stepped out of the array. At that moment, Han Fei felt that the power he possessed seemed unparalleled.

However, the moment he left the array, seven terrifying suppressing pressures descended on him in a row.

Han Fei grinned and raging flames ignited all over his body. That was all his vitality, the blooming of his bloodline. At that moment, Han Fei felt an experience he had never experienced before.

With a swing of the shovel, the starry river dimmed, and half of the body of a Great Monarch-level powerhouse whose body was glowing red was cut off.

"Kill ~"

One person, one shovel, was so crazy that he didn't care about the consequences. In an instant, he felt like a god, looking down at all living beings and being invincible.

Han Fei didn't hesitate to risk his life, and the pursuers didn't care about the consequences either. The two sides instantly fought.

Han Fei was hit by a spear light and half of his body exploded. He rushed up and instantly grabbed the head of one of them. At that moment, flames spread, and this person instantly turned into a ball of flames.

Many laws began to twist his power, but Han Fei didn't let go, letting the black fog cover him.

Whoosh!

Flames spread out thousands of kilometers in the starry sky, and all the ominous things were burned.

Han Fei gave up the hope of life and chose to embrace death. He wanted to unleash the remaining heat of his life to cleanse these former colleagues who had fallen into darkness.

At that moment, all his life was unleashed, making Han Fei infinitely close to a god. The Monarchs were suppressed by him alone.

At this moment, Han Fei seemed to sense a road, a road to godhood.

However, how could the power of one Great Monarch be comparable to the power of seven Great Monarchs? Although he had seen the path of divinity, he was still forcibly suppressed by the power of countless laws in the next moment.

And below him, there was a large array of turtle patterns that had begun to crack.

Seeing that the turtle shell array was about to shatter, he couldn't do anything. On one side, it was a divine path, on another hand, it was his good friend, and on the other side, it was Great Monarch-level enemies.

At that moment, Han Fei almost went crazy. The path to godhood was right in front of his eyes, and he knew that after this, he would be a god.

How should he choose? What should he choose?

It was very likely that he would die midway if he chose the divine path. Furthermore, this meant abandoning the old turtle.

At that moment, Han Fei knew that this might be the most important choice in his life. It was difficult for him to choose.

However, in his mind, Han Fei's original thoughts quickly became active. Without any consideration, he gave up the hope of becoming a god and chose to cover for the old turtle.

When Han Fei made this decision, everything was fading away. He instantly came back to his senses. When he looked around, there were no old turtles or Great Monarchs here.

Opposite Han Fei, Mystic One's glassy eyes finally flickered. He said, "How did you make your choice so quickly?"

Han Fei seemed to be still a little immersed in the atmosphere just now. One second, it was a life-and-death decision, and the next second, he returned to reality. This kind of scene switching made Han Fei a little uncomfortable.

Han Fei said, "I've never had a problem with this choice. I want to prove Dao and become a god, but that's my hope, not a must. Some things are more important than becoming a god. Without him, I will never become a god."

Han Fei looked at Mystic One. "Is this your so-called second assessment? Draw me into your memories and experience what you experienced?"

Mystic One didn't speak, but Han Fei said, "Fortunately, you didn't choose the Divine Path back then. Otherwise, you would have been dead. This should be because your Dao heart is unstable, right? Fortunately, my Dao heart is very firm."

Mystic One nodded. "In this aspect, you are indeed stronger than me."

With a wave of Mystic One's hand, he and Han Fei appeared on the top of the mountain again. Mystic One moved his body away and said, "The second trial is not only meant to examine your Dao heart, but also your character. It seems that Mystic Martiale has a reason to choose you. Go in!"

Han Fei didn't hesitate. Without a word, he stepped directly into the void door.

Entering it, there was no palace, no living facilities, only a blue prismatic crystal.

There seemed to be countless indistinct threads attached to this crystal, but Han Fei took a closer look and saw that these threads had spread to countless corners through the space here.

Han Fei realized that this must be the thing controlling all the puppets in Puppet City.

The old turtle's figure suddenly appeared in front of the purple crystal. "Don't ask. When we meet next time, I'll tell you the answer to all the questions. This is Puppet Heart, which is also the core of this city. It doesn't have any power, but you can control the puppets or even this city through it. After refining it, Puppet City will be yours. You can take it away."

"Take it away?"

Han Fei was puzzled, but the old turtle seemed to be just a remnant of consciousness and didn't have the ability to communicate.

The old turtle said, "Treat Mystic One kindly and bury Nine Giant properly. Hope we can meet again."