Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

Chen Changfan's face suddenly looked a little strange.

It's not that a monster has appeared in the river, but I'm afraid that the river dragon has become restless.

It is impossible for these sects that claim to be righteous to suddenly have a change of heart and rush to eliminate demons for the people. They must be flocking there because there is profit to be made.

After all, the dragon has the word "dragon" in its name, so it can be said that it is full of treasures.

Dragon scales can be made into armor, dragon claws can be made into swords, dragon blood and dragon meat are rare treasures in the world, and there are also dragon tendons, dragon bones, etc. The value of a dragon is simply immeasurable.

The river dragon didn't know how to stay dormant. I don't know what happened, but now it has attracted all the ten major sects. It is probably doomed to die.

The main reason was that he hadn't had time to prepare fully. Otherwise, if he could sneak over and kill the young dragon, wouldn't all the benefits be his?

Of course, Chen Changfan was just thinking about it. After all, that thing was a dragon. Even if it was an underage dragon, it was not something that a third-level warrior like him could catch and kill.

Now, I should take advantage of this opportunity and get involved. Maybe I can make some profit.

Although he is only at the third level, he has the bonus of water ability and the assistance of three poisonous fish. If a fight really breaks out in the water, I am afraid that even a sixth level cultivator would have to be wary of him.

"How many people did each of the major sects bring?"

"The number of people varies. Some only send a few experts, while others bring many disciples. Anyway, it's very lively over in Qinghe right now."

Shen Wanwu continued to report the intelligence he had obtained, and Chen Changfan also understood the general situation.

The five major martial arts sects only sent out their top experts, while the two major divine religions sent out many disciples. There was no news from Taixu Pavilion, Difei Mountain, and the martial arts hall.

It seems that only the crude warriors have no sense of confidentiality, while the two major religious sects seem to be determined to win and don't even want to pretend.

He still remembered that on the day he came out of the river, he almost met the inspectors of the Water God Cult. He believed that they must have some plans.

"Let's go and join in the fun."

Speaking of which, this river dragon was his designated prey. Now that it was about to be snatched away by another force, he naturally would not sit idly by and watch.

"Boss, should we send out troops?" Shen Wanwu asked.

"Send over a team of good swimmers, no landlubbers. Bring over a few warriors who can climb the stairs. Oh, and bring Deng Jiuxian with you as well."

Shen Wanwu immediately began to make arrangements.

After the transfer order was issued, it would take some time for the soldiers to rush over from Xiaofengzhuang. Chen Changfan and others had already set off.

Chen Changfan rode Zhuifeng in the front, followed by four veterans, Fang Chang, Yuan Lang, Lao Wei, and Zhang Yi, as well as the newly-promoted talented monster Hei Jiao.

There is also a strange man riding a donkey, Deng Jiuxian.

He had nothing on him, but he was carrying a wine gourd and looked drunk.

Hei Jiao had long arms and legs, and even though he was riding on a horse, his feet always drooped down, almost dragging on the ground, which made Fang Chang and others laugh.

Among the people present, except Lao Wei and Hei Jiao, the other three did not know that Hei Jiao had already reached the second level. They still thought that Hei Jiao had used some means to get to the top, and they were vaguely repulsed by him.

However, at this moment, the difference in emotional intelligence was immediately apparent. The other three just silently sized up Hei Jiao, but Fang Chang was the only one who directly teased him: "Hey, Lao Hei, we're following the boss to catch a dragon. What are you doing there? Are you going to dig up some river sand?"

Seeing Fang Chang's silly look, Chen Changfan was furious.

He glanced at Hei Jiao and said, "Hei Jiao, why don't you spar with Fang Chang and use Master Deng's stick techniques."

As he spoke, Chen Changfan ran over with the black stick behind him. Heijiao took it and a hint of confusion flashed across his face.

"Hahaha, if you said you learned it from the boss, I might be a little afraid of you, but why learn from someone else but that drunkard? It's just right, I also want to learn a thing or two from you, Old Black. Look at the axe!"

Hei Jiao was holding the iron rod and looking at it curiously when he suddenly heard a gust of wind. It turned out that Fang Chang was swinging the axe at him, and the axe blade made a whistling sound as it cut through the cold wind.

“Open the mountain!”

Fang Chang used his signature move right from the start. This attack was so powerful that he had killed countless fierce bandits.

The moment the axe shadow covered Heijiao's crown, Heijiao suddenly swung the long stick in his hand, and unfortunately, the stick hit the weak spot of the axe.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Fang Chang's pupils suddenly shrank. He had used 80% of his strength in this axe, but it was blocked by this stick.

The Hei Jiao on the opposite side was even more surprised. He had never practiced any stick techniques. The casual swing just now was just an instinctive reaction. He had never thought about any stick techniques in his mind.

"Well, kid, you look like a dull person on weekdays, but you are actually quite scheming. You must have practiced a lot secretly, right?"

"Was that... a blue dragon emerging from the water?"

Deng Jiuxian suddenly sat up straight, and the wine in the gourd suddenly lost its fragrance. He stared at Heijiao with his drunken eyes, and his eyes brightened up obviously.

He clearly saw Hei Jiao's black stick slanting upward, which was exactly the starting move of the Youlong Baji stick that he had demonstrated before, the Green Dragon Emerging from the Water.

This stick can be used for both offense and defense. It can be raised to block, and it can be thrust upwards to stab the throat.

If you are stabbed by this stick, your throat will be broken.

"Today I want to see how much you have hidden."

Fang Chang swung his double-handed axe, leaving behind shadows as he attacked Black Horn like a violent storm.

Hei Jiao seemed to be aroused, and he was either blocking or raising the long stick in his hand. As the fight was going on, he suddenly had an idea and swung the stick down, hitting Fang Chang's two-handed axe.

Deng Jiuxian's expression changed again. "Is this... Falling Stars and Dotting the Moon? Could this kid really be a genius?"

If the black boy just now used the opening move of the Youlong Baji stick, there would be an element of luck, but this stick was obviously learned from himself.

In other words, I just practiced it once, and this black boy learned it directly after seeing it?

Deng Jiuxian felt that his outlook on life had been somewhat overturned.

Is there really such a martial arts genius in this world?

He practiced stick fighting for more than ten years...

Deng Jiuxian sighed, Fang Chang had suffered a lot.

Hei Jiao was not familiar with the iron stick just now, and did not take the initiative to use his killing move, but when the stick smashed down, it seemed to have a thousand pounds of force!

Keng!

The axe in Fang Chang's hand was deflected, and he staggered and almost fell down.

The black iron stick wrapped around the axe handle, and the tip of the stick pointed at his tiger's mouth like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

The axe slipped out of his hand with two clicks, and Fang Chang's face immediately turned dark.

After only a few rounds of fighting, Hei Jiao had disarmed him, and it was clear who was stronger.

"The clouds have cleared and the sun has risen? Are you coming again?"

Deng Jiuxian was completely numb.