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Chapter 661-665

Chapter 661: What A Big Fish

The fish was the size of his forearm. Its scales were very shiny and reflected all colors of the rainbow.

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As the fish leaped into the air, it sprayed water everywhere.

Tang Hao stretched out and caught it firmly in his hand.

The Taoist masters were scratching their heads in frustration when they heard the commotion. They all turned to look.

They immediately became stunned, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

Many of them even rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had seen an illusion.

They looked at the fish, then at their respective fishing rods, and lowered their heads in shame.

'F*ck, this is too embarrassing!'

They had bragged about being fishing experts earlier, but Tang Hao, who had never fished before, caught a fish before them.

"Haha! It must have been a fluke!"

Taoist Master Qing Xu blushed. Then, he laughed and said, "You're really lucky, Little Brother!"

"That's right! That's right! He only got lucky!"

The Taoist masters laughed heartily.

Then, they returned to fishing, hoping to be the next one to catch a fish.

Tang Hao put the fish into the bucket and cast his line again.

After a short while, another fish jumped out of the water with a splash.

Hearing the noise, the Taoist masters looked up and were dumbfounded.

'Another one? Is this even real?'

Then, they lowered their heads and looked at their fishing rods. Their faces gradually turned ashen.

This time, they were utterly humiliated.

Fellow Cultivator Tang must be secretly laughing at them!

"Haha! Your luck is really incredible, Little Brother!" Taoist Master Qing Xu laughed, but his confidence was wavering.

"Yeah! Thanks to you guys!" Tang Hao said seriously.

He cast his line again and caught another after a while. The fishes kept on biting.

The Taoist masters sat there in utter shock.

They could not close their mouths.

"What the hell?"

They raised their heads to look at Tang Hao, then lowered their heads to look at their fishing lines that had not moved. They were losing their minds.

'F*ck! This can't be real!'

Their side of the pond had no movement at all. It seemed as though all the fish were queueing up to be caught by Tang Hao.

Their faces were ashen. They finally realized that it was not about luck at all!

Fellow Cultivator Tang was clearly a master fisher!

Tang Hao was having the time of his life, catching one fish after another.

It was exhilarating to be continuously reaping rewards.

He tried all types of bait and found that century-old ginseng and lingzhi were the best. Once he cast the line, the surface of the water boiled. It was a group of fish fighting.