Thinking of being able to go home and have a happy meal with his girlfriend, An Yang is in a very good mood, and he is also very energetic in diving in the seawater.

There are many reefs in the blue sea, and ships with deep drafts have no courage to approach the coast of Longshan City, which also provides natural conditions for trans-international smuggling, which is suitable for small boats to come and go. The fish resources in the blue sea are very abundant, but it is not easy to catch them in the net.

An Yang is very chic, and he doesn't want to waste time going home by getting seafood early, so he dives directly and rushes away.

Just when An Yang was very happy to dive and swim, suddenly a three-meter-long tuna rushed over, An Yang raised his eyebrows, too lazy to take care of this tuna, if he caught it, he had to swim back to Longshan City, it was not a waste of time, An Yang was trying to see the tuna go away, it was a mutation.

A white and chubby figure, as fast as lightning in the sea, rushed out from behind a reef, rushed straight with one hand, and the strength was round and lubricated, that is, he grabbed the tail of the three-meter-long tuna, and shook his strength, and the whole tuna shook with a shake, directly unloading the strength of the tuna.

In this way, An Yang met a fat man for the first time at the bottom of the sea.

Both of them were taken aback, An Yang didn't expect that King Kong was not bad at the operation of the Divine Skill and the Divine Breath Sutra, and he didn't even perceive that there was a warrior lurking nearby, if he hadn't seen this fat man shoot with his own eyes, An Yang really couldn't detect the slightest breath, even if the fat man appeared in front of him now, An Yang's feeling was still empty seawater.

This is obviously An Yang's perception has lost its effect, this fat man is definitely a strong martial artist, at least he is also a strength.

The fat man looks ordinary, it is the standard appearance of the fat man, the skin is white and tender, the eyes are warm and bright, and he took a deep look at An Yang, this vicious-looking eighteen-year-old boy really surprised the fat man, but he didn't expect to be able to hide the fat man's perception, it is simply unscientific.

"Brother, seeing each other is fate, borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, let's eat this tuna raw." Even if the fat man is in the seawater, he can clearly transmit the sound to An Yang's ears, and this kind of means of controlling his strength is amazing.

An Yang is convinced by his meow, the empire is so big, what is it to produce a few super strong warriors. There was the invincible sixteen-year-old Zhang Ziya in the past, and the big fat man who looked in his twenties, all of whom felt defeated before An Yang fought each other.

Nodding, An Yang responded, compared to going home to accompany his girlfriend after dinner, An Yang is more interested in learning from the fat man, but I don't know if this fight can be done, after all, An Yang is still quite life-saving.

The fat man grabbed the tuna that was still alive, and it was swimming upstream, and the speed was really as if the sea was helping the fat man swim. An Yang's diving is moving by himself, but the fat man is helping the sea water to move, this kind of natural means of borrowing strength, An Yang really can't do it, An Yang, who cultivates hard skills, is very rough in luck.

An Yang found that although he worked hard, his swimming speed was still not as fast as that of a fat man, and he was also depressed.

After getting out of the seabed, An Yang drilled out of the sea, and saw that the fat man was already squatting on a reef, making a knife with his hand, and his palm was against the three-meter-long salmon from top to bottom, that is, half of the fish skin was peeled off. The fat man is about 1.7 meters tall, and his weight is 200 catties away.

Anyway, what kind of virtue is the fat man you see on the street, what kind of virtue is this product, very passerby, there is no sense of zài, it is not funny at all, it will only make people think that this guy should look like this, it is very slippery.

The fat man spread the fish skin on the reef, which was a sashimi slapped on the head of the fish, as strong as a knife blade, as thin as paper, jumped out of the half of the salmon that was still alive and could breathe, and fell neatly on the fish skin.

The reef is not big, and there is not much space for An Yang to stand up, without speaking, An Yang watched the fat man cutting sashimi alive, his movements were slow and elegant, but he did not shed a drop of fish blood, and there was a kind of cruel beauty.

The fat man flipped the salmon over with his palm, peeled off the other half of the fish skin with one palm, and then cut the remaining half of the sashimi and landed on the skin. The whole three-meter-long salmon is only left with a layer of almost transparent fish meat, and you can clearly see the internal organs in the belly of the fish, and the head of the fish is still opening and closing to breathe, still alive.

"Brother, would you like to eat some cod liver? The liver of such a large fish is very smooth and delicious. The fat man asked with a big grin, looking very talkative and harmless, like a cute polar bear.

"Okay." An Yang spoke, with a gloomy and violent voice, sounding like a bad person.

The fat man didn't react, threw the salmon into the sky, and at the moment when the salmon fell into the seawater, he stretched out his hand, and the action was so fast that An Yang couldn't see it clearly, that is, the whole cod liver was taken out, and then the cod liver was broken, and it fell accurately to the sashimi on the side of the fish skin, and each piece of sashimi was stained with cod liver.

"Sashimi and cod liver, the original flavor, and a little sun, it's delicious." The fat man did not grasp it with his hands, but sat on the reef, pointed to the ground with his left foot, and his strength flowed, and he hit the cow in the air, and a piece of sashimi flew from the fish skin mountain, and fell into the fat man's mouth accurately, chewing carefully, tasting the deliciousness.

An Yang was a little embarrassed, and said that in terms of the control of strength, it was impossible to be a fat man who ate fish, and he didn't even use his hands. If you change to Zhang Ziya, you can also play a game of eating fish with the fat man, An Yang proudly reached out and grabbed a piece of sashimi stained with fish liver, and put it in his mouth, which melted in his mouth, tasted fresh and sweet, and had the smell of seafood.

Thinking about it, it's better not to hide it, it's rare to meet a strong martial artist, An Yang has a lot of people who want to ask for advice, and he shows his true temperament, which is called a heroic, eating sashimi, and not being polite to the fat man.

The fat man smiled, looked very kind, spoke very well, his hands did not move, but his feet touched the ground, and there were pieces of sashimi, which flew into his mouth in a steady stream, which was really cool.

That kind of subtle control of the strength of the gods, almost instinctive power, is really a little envious of An Yang, An Yang knows that behind such magic skills, there are countless boring and lonely tempering, and no one's success is a fluke.

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