"Boom~"

As soon as the king shark appeared, he shook his giant tail and turned over the river and the sea.

The three-meter-long boat drifted with the big waves, and the fishing line fixed by Mo's father was pulled straight.

Biting the bait!

The shark king bites the swordfin shark that is hanging from the stern of the boat with a hook hidden in its body.

"Just a temptation?"

Father Mo tried the strength of the fishing rod and found that he could still drag the fishing line, knowing in his heart that the Shark King had not completely swallowed the swordfin shark.

Because of the huge difference in size between the two sides, Father Mo did not choose to fight directly, stuck the fishing rod in the boat, and then leaned out of the boat sideways to watch the movements of the swordfin shark king.

That is, the moment Father Mo raised his head, the shark king, who was still biting the fish corpse, suddenly turned out of the sea.

The bloody mouth and sharp teeth, which were thicker than Mo's father's arm, struggled to bite towards the boat.

Father Mo didn't think twice at the moment, he jumped backwards, narrowly avoided the shark king's sharp teeth, and at the same time plunged into the sea.

Staying in a small boat, he could barely even move, let alone fight.

Entering the sea at this moment, Father Mo immediately circled to the back of the Shark King.

The big body has the advantage of being big, and the small one naturally has the advantages of being small. At least after Father Mo turned on his talent state, his lateral movement speed was much faster than that of the Shark King.

Untied a short dagger from his waist, this was the only weapon left in Mo's father's hand except for the fishing rod.

After drawing the dagger, Father Mo did not rush to attack, but dived under the Shark King.

Aiming at the fishtail under the shark king, Father Mo stabbed it fiercely.

With a hit, Mo Father quickly floated.

Immediately afterwards, a 'pop' sound spread from where Mo's father was.

After the shark king was injured, the fishtail reflexively fought back.

In the next second, the surrounding sea water also surged violently.

Father Mo didn't look back, but he knew that the Shark King must be very manic at this moment. Fortunately, the state of the 'Fixing Wind Fishing Immortal' can make Father Mo immune to these seawater riots for a short time.

Floated up to the corpse of the swordfin shark, cut the big hole with two or three knives, and Mo's father pulled out the fishing line and turned around and rushed towards the shark king.

Waving his hand to create two water jets to stop the Shark King's bloody mouth, Father Mo circled around the Shark King's body.

Immediately after that, the second lap.

After the staggering, as soon as the third circle was completed, Mo's father dragged the fishing hook and rushed directly to the bottom of the sea.

One hundred meters

Three hundred meters

Five hundred meters

Thanks to the infinite length of the fishing line for the fishing rod given by Hebo, otherwise even if he had an idea, Father Mo would have a chance to implement it.

At the bottom of the sea, there is a whole 10,000-pound boulder.

Mo's father used a fishing line to wrap around the huge rock under the sea, and finally drove the hook into the bottom of the rock.

After doing all this, Father Mo had to hurry up and return to the sea, and his talent state could not be maintained permanently.

Waiting for Father Mo's head to poke out of the sea and take a deep breath of fresh air, the Shark King at this moment was caught in a stalemate of three-way wrestling. Above it are seemingly unreliable but never-sinkable boats, while below the deep sea are boulders rooted in the ocean floor.

Although the boat was shaking around on the surface of the sea like a headless fly at the moment, Father Mo could observe from a distance that the Shark King had been trapped by himself.

Now he has to return to the boat for the final battle with the Shark King.

Trying to get close to the boat in the waves, several times it was about to get close to the edge of the boat and was lifted by the huge waves.

After battling with the tide for nearly a stick of incense, Father Mo successfully grabbed the fishing line, pulled the long line little by little, and finally climbed into the boat. The first thing he did when he climbed back into the boat, Father Mo checked the fishing rod he had fixed, and saw that the fishing rod was still stuck in the groove of the boat, and he was finally able to lie down and rest for a while.

But before Father Mo could take a breath, a huge wave rolled over, and the whole boat was swept up into the air again.

Father Mo turned around and grabbed the edge of the boat, preventing himself from falling out of the boat again.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

The big guy below is still shaking his body, trying to break away from the control of the upper and lower fishing lines.

Father Mo didn't know if the boulder below would be pulled, but the boat under him was completely in a state of phoenix scrolling.

Ups and downs, roaring waves.

"Look at the body shape, at least you can toss for a day and a night."

The bottom of his heart wants to turn, Father Mo has no better way, if he has the same martial arts as his son, of course he can go to the sea to fight the big shark, but that is not what Father Mo wants.

Lying on the edge of the boat, as if staring at its prey, watching it struggle in vain.

This strange sense of accomplishment is like waiting for an hour or two to catch the bait in the river, which makes him feel extremely happy.

It's just that the current environment is a little dangerous, and Father Mo can only stare at the Shark King with all his attention.

An hour

Ten hours

Fifteen hours

A will struggle that had nothing to do with force, and Mo Father didn't even enter a drop of water for more than a dozen hours. But his brain was unusually excited, so excited that there was only composure and faint anticipation in his eyes.

Because the surrounding waves are gradually calming down.

The big fish, it couldn't move.

Another hour passed, and a touch of blood red gradually surfaced. Father Mo frowned slightly and looked down, then took a deep breath and turned over into the sea.

After a full day, the talent is ready to use again.

Quickly diving to the direction where the shark king was, Father Mo found that the entire sword-fin shark king was not only blistering with blood, but the bound fishing line also strangled the entire fish body with blood marks.

"The smell of blood is too strong."

Although Father Mo's heart was full of a sense of accomplishment, the scarlet scene in front of him made him unable to relax at all.

Before Father Mo could figure out a way, there was a roar of huge waves in the distance.

Father Mo didn't even have to look to know who was coming.

What are you afraid of!

In this sea, there is more than one shark king.

Father Mo, who was almost exhausted, didn't think that he could still fight against the second shark king, and he didn't have time to untie the bundled fishing line. I had no choice but to return to the boat, open the card slot, and throw the fishing rod into the sea.

Escape!

Father Mo only hoped that the other shark king would smell the fishy smell and enjoy the feast, so that he could still have a chance of life.

If the second shark king was here to take revenge, Father Mo didn't think about it.

He just wanted to row the boat far away, and he didn't want to think about anything else.

Gradually, Mo's father's eyes, which were completely out of strength, had become blurry, and even when he looked at the sunset in the distance, there would be ghosts.

………

When Father Mo woke up again, he squinted his eyes and looked around, and the blue sky was still in front of him.

barely turned over, only to find that he was still adrift at sea.

"Where is this?"

Struggling to stand up, the sudden light on the sea in front of him made him unconsciously stretch out his hand to cover it.

As the light gradually eased, a middle-aged god with a long beard appeared in front of Father Mo: "Old fisherman, did you catch one shark king, or two shark kings, or is there only one fish bone left?" ”

The middle-aged god who spoke was the incarnation of Hebo!

Behind it, three balls of light floated.

One was the trapped shark king, the other had two shark kings, and the last one was only a white skeleton of bones.

"Lord Hebo, I failed, and I couldn't catch a single shark king."

Father Mo shook his head with a somewhat wry smile, although the first shark king was indeed his trophy, but at the last moment, it was Father Mo himself who took the initiative to abandon it.

If you don't bring it back, it's not a success.

"That's right, such an old fisherman, you who failed to catch the shark king, but you will be punished."

"I'm willing to accept punishment."

"Old fisherman, let me give you another choice, would you rather go to the blue falling stars, or would you like to go to the Netherworld Yellow Spring?"