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Fujiwara Daichi responded and held the fishing rod that had been fully armed long ago in his hand, his heart beating like a deer in ecstasy.

The destined moment has finally arrived! I can finally avenge my past shame! Hahahaha!

……

"…But it's still relatively easy to catch fish in this fishing ground with so many tuna. Even though it may feel a bit forced, just relax. If you feel like you can't hold the rod, you can call me or the crew."

A quarter of an hour later, the captain, who had been helping the guests organize their fishing gear, stepped back and prepared to wait for his chance.

Normally, anglers would rather spend a lot of money to rent a boat and go out to sea, just for the process of playing a game with the fish and eventually pulling the fish to the surface.

Just like fishing for giant grouper in Miami, everyone goes back and forth, fishing and releasing, fishing again, isn't it just for the joy of wrestling?

That’s why we chose this sea area. Without saying too much, you will definitely catch fish.

As for not having enough energy to catch fish? Well, it's worth the trip to the river with the fish. Anyway, we can't let the guests sit here for hours.

But what the captain didn't know was that in a corner unknown to him, evil had already invaded the war between fish and humans, trying to turn it into a war between humans.

"Xingyuan, what do you think when you see this sea?" Fujiwara Daichi walked towards the boy, put his arm around his shoulder, and waved his other hand, "What we are going to do is one of the few activities that have been passed down from ancient times to the present day. Over the long years, it has changed from a means of making a living to an entertainment project."

"Uh... Uncle is right." Xing Yuanhui's mouth twitched, thinking that what was coming had finally come, and hesitantly asked, "So?"

Fujiwara Daichi suddenly clenched his fist, raised one arm to the sky, and smashed it down as if he wanted to tear the sun off.

“So? Haha…” He no longer concealed it. At this moment, it was as if Malik’s soul was possessed, and his face was twisted and struggling. “Bet your fate and have a dark duel with me! Let’s turn the time back tens of thousands of years to experience the real wild primitive activities!”

Xing Yuanhui glanced at Fujiwara Manjusaki who was quickly approaching her husband, Fujiwara Chika who was shocked that her father could make facial expressions, and the two pink-haired girls who had just cast the pole and were sitting with their legs crossed to watch the show.

Personally, I think it would be better for Mr. Dadi to focus his energy on family unity…

When the old man saw Xing Yuanhui's eyes, he felt that he was afraid. He put his hands on his hips and laughed, "Why? Afraid..."

He had just laughed out a syllable when he was ruthlessly punished by his wife.

"Wan Ling! As a father, this is a battle that I absolutely cannot avoid! Aaaaaaa!"

As everyone else's eyes shifted, they saw a horrific incident happening on the deck that had space for two people.

A minute later, Fujiwara Daichi held his waist and forced a laugh, "Haha! I just learned the lines from the Internet. It's pretty cool, isn't it?"

Not only that, your high notes can even be used to voice Tom...

After Xing Yuanhui finished complaining in his mind, he asked tentatively: "Then the duel..."

"Of course we have to!" Fujiwara Daichi said decisively. Then he sensed the murderous aura and dodged to the side, quickly saying, "This is the last time! Let's not do anything too dark. Let's just have a little bet for fun... Ouch!"

Another minute later, Fujiwara Daichi, who was already seriously injured, took his last breath and said, "It's just a small request that complies with the law and abides by the moral order..."

You are really persistent! Xing Yuanhui was immediately in awe.

Now that things have come to this, it would be rude not to accept the invitation.

So he stopped and said, "Ms. Fujiwara, it's okay. Mr. Fujiwara, I promised."

"...Hey." Fujiwara Chika poked Xing Yuanhui's waist secretly and whispered, "What did you agree to do? Mom is about to take Dad down."

On the other side, Fujiwara Daichi, who heard the boy's promise, seemed to have licked a mouthful of Dragon Ball beans. His eyes immediately lit up, and his invincible golden body was blessed. The knobs on his waist had bloomed like chrysanthemums, but he remained calm and smiled as he said, "Oh? Brother Xingyuan, are you serious?"

Naive! It is this kindness and carelessness that will turn this place into a cemetery where you will be buried!

After so many years, Wan Ling only knows these three tricks, and I have long been resistant to them!

"Really?" Xing Yuanhui nodded happily, ignoring the advice of others, "Compare the total weight?"

Fujiwara nodded. "When comparing total pounds, you can use someone else's pole, but it only counts if you pull it up by yourself."

Oh, boy, you didn't think I didn't take into account the current situation of my wife and daughter being separated! You want to win by numbers? No way!

...It's so unlucky, but I can't retreat anymore! The rise and fall of the imperial city depends on this! It's just a temporary sacrifice!

Seeing her father seemed to have entered the sage mode, holding his head high and going to his fishing spot to operate, Fujiwara Chika was a little anxious: "Why did you agree to it? What if you lose?"

Although my mother probably won’t be able to use this request in her lifetime, but seeing my villain-like father happy, I don’t know why I feel a little disgusted...

"If I lose, I lose. After all, luck is also important in fishing." He shrugged indifferently.

Xing Yuanhui then glanced at Fujiwara Chika, and seeing that she was really anxious, he kicked the bait box under his feet and said, "Then do me a favor and use my bait."

Although there is no guarantee that the original plan will be successful, you three sisters, Ms. Katohara and me, make up five poles.

Unless the fish's back won't take the bait, I can catch a tuna with one pull. How can I lose with such a big advantage?

But I still hope that I can be lucky enough to achieve my plan. If I can, I guess that’s what the senior wants, a crushing victory, right?

Chapter 13: Ultra Instinct?

"This?" Fujiwara Chika squatted down and curiously opened the bait box brought by her junior. She took some of the fishy-smelling bait without hesitation and put it in her hand, wrinkling her nose slightly. "Is this your secret weapon?"

The people around knew that Xing Yuanhui brought his own bait, and they all glanced around curiously.

Fishing gear is fine, some people buy their own sea rods and use them when they are familiar with them, so it is understandable that they don’t look at what is provided on the boat, but fishing bait… are you questioning the captain’s choice of bait?

The crew and the captain looked at the coach who knew the boy before boarding the ship, and seeing that he spread his hands but did not intend to speak, they gave up the urge to remind him.

We are all guests, so I'd better not interrupt. There's no need to. It will be the same if we can't catch any fish.

Fujiwara Daichi rolled his eyes in doubt, seemingly unmoved, but actually listening attentively.

Is this why you take on the challenge? Just a special bait?

Yes, Qianhua did say that you went sea fishing for tuna. I also know that Oma’s greatest reputation is its tuna. After all, every time at the fish market auction, Oma’s tuna is the one that everyone flocks to.

But not only do you not look like someone who goes to the sea often, you don’t even look like someone who grew up by the sea, your skin is too white.

And just now when we were arm in arm, I felt it. Although her skin is not as white as my daughters', she can definitely be described as fair and delicate.

I don't believe you are an experienced angler or even a fisherman! Maybe you do have experience of going out to sea to fish, but that was a long, long time ago, right?

The advantage is still with me. I think you are a weak person who is just trying to sell out your power!

Fujiwara Daichi encouraged himself calmly, suppressing his previous impulse to ask questions when he saw unfamiliar bait. He calmly put the live bait prepared by the captain on the fishhook, stood up with his feet apart, found a good angle, coordinated his left and right hands, swung the rod with his right hand and threw the sinker with his left hand.

People can sense something in their every move, and Fujiwara Daichi judged that he would achieve a great victory today based on his perfect casting action.

Oh, I admit that you are unparalleled in the artificial fishing pond in the heart of Polynesia, but sea fishing is not that simple!

In the water, even if it is a small fish, it is easy for the fishing line to break or the hook to fall off if you don't pay attention to the skills and don't control the strength and coordinate the fishing gear according to the direction and strength of the fish's swimming.

I know you are strong, but fishing is not tug of war! We are not here to fish for grouper today!

Behind Fujiwara Daichi who was grinning as if he knew what was going on, Xing Yuanhui who was there as if he was on a picnic seemed to have no intention of participating in the competition at all, and was still chatting leisurely with Fujiwara Chika.

"Not really. There's no dragon blood in it, so who knows if it's going to work well here." Xing Yuanhui lowered his head and looked into the eyes of the senior. He saw the Hawaiian flowers on her shirt stuck to her thighs, her white calves with smooth lines and well-proportioned muscles as she put on her anti-slip shoes. He silently moved his eyes to find the hook on her fishing rod. "I just wanted to see if it could work wonders. It's just a test, and I can use it to write my free research."

After all, you can see a lot of seabirds flying low over the sea, so there must be a lot of fish.

Moreover, the weather today is very suitable, with a pleasant breeze, which not only allows the fish to see the bait clearly, but also drives the waves to increase the oxygen content. If there is little oxygen in the sea, the fish will not want to move.

Why are you so nervous about fishing? I don't even like eating fish.

"Free research? You're just an elementary school student?" Fujiwara Chika said sarcastically, and after putting the bait in Xing Yuanhui's hand that was stretched out to ask for it, he said unhappily, "Shouldn't you be thinking about how to win now? You underestimated your opponent!"

It's so funny that I actually thought for a moment that this bait was some secret treasure. Once it was thrown down, countless fish would swarm towards the hook!

"I do." Xing Yuanhui glanced around, seeing Fujiwara Man-shun staring at her husband with narrowed eyes, Fujiwara Toyoshi sitting on a fishing chair reading a fashion magazine after putting the hook in the water, and Fujiwara Moe, who might be seasick, rolling her eyes, "But don't we have five rods? Two tests will be more than enough, right?"

If I really want to win, I should take the fishhook and cut my wrist right now, then go into the water and soak there for four hours. I don't believe no shark will be tempted.

In this way, you can hit the fish directly and accurately, put the fishhook in its mouth and knock it out with one punch, then get on the boat and bring the fish up.

This is also fishing, and if you pull the fish onto the boat with a fishing rod, why doesn't it count? Is fishing such an inconvenient thing?

"...I haven't even told Sister Fengshi and Mengye yet, and you think you have five fishing rods?" Fujiwara Chika poked Xingyuanhui with a look of contempt, "Winning in this way is too unoriginal! If dad catches tuna, then you should catch marlin!"

The girl's gaze made Xing Yuanhui, who had just cast two fishing rods, feel a little uncomfortable. He sighed and said, "Then what do you want to do? Fishing is a sport like this. No matter how much preparation you make, there may be times when you don't catch any fish."

I'm not from Hawaii, but if I were in Oma, I would be able to do some fancy moves and catch tuna in seconds like parts on an assembly line.

"Hmph~." Fujiwara Chika crossed her arms and turned her head away, obviously dissatisfied with his attitude of doing the best one can and leaving the rest to fate. She thought that he should laugh arrogantly and then use thundering means to suppress the fish.

But despite the pout on her face, Fujiwara Chika still helped him find allies.

Fujiwara Daichi's mouth twitched as he felt that his daughter's attitude seemed similar to that of his wife.

"Ha..." Xing Yuanhui followed the senior sister with subtle eyes. She was picking the soft persimmon as a good start to discuss the fishing rod treaty.

You don't really think I'm Superman and can do whatever I want, do you?

I also want to catch marlin, but I don’t have time to study special attacks, so I have to think of other ways.

……

After a while, Chika Fujiwara, who had been rocking on the boat with her hands on her knees watching the waves crashing against the waves, finally calmed down for a moment.

She was wearing much thicker clothes than she had in the morning. She was wearing a sun-protective suit, sunglasses, a hat and gloves. But her lower body was still covered with shorts, with two strong white calves, full of healthy beauty.

Fujiwara Chika fiddled with the bow on her head, then looked at her cell phone. She turned her head and glanced at Xing Yuanhui who was communicating with the crew about the sea situation in English. She pursed her lips and inflated and deflated the air, just like the evil swimming pool manager in the textbook who drained and added water.

It's so boring. Sister Fengshi went to accompany Mengye to rest. Mom is resting with her eyes closed, and Dad... doesn't really want to pay attention to him.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no sign of stopping, the bow on the girl's head wilted like a plant that was about to die due to lack of water, and she looked at the sky in the distance with an expressionless face.

"So it all depends on luck..." The coach was gesturing something, and when he saw the energetic girl lose her energy, he knew she was just bored, so he suddenly said, "Forget it, let us talk to the captain for you and see if we can adjust the route."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sturdy Hawaiian pushed the confused crew away without giving them any chance.

Xing Yuanhui looked at their backs as they left, turned around and saw that Fujiwara Chika was like a fish that had been pulled ashore, slumped against the back of a chair, dying.

"...You don't have a cell phone?" The boy sat down on the chair, his eyes naturally turned to the clear blue sky, "If you can't do it, you can put on some sunscreen. The water surface will reflect ultraviolet rays."

Isn't this your first time going out to sea? Is it so hard? If it doesn't work, you can go back to the cabin and sleep. Look at your father's eyes staring at the water, eager to catch fish. He doesn't look tired at all.

"I just suddenly feel that those things are boring." When Fujiwara Chika saw that she could chat again, her condition immediately improved.

In the past, the three sisters would spend this time together, but Mengye was still a little dizzy, and the sisterly bond was ineffective.

She took the sunscreen in her hand and applied it to the exposed skin. She said, "I have deleted a lot of photos, but I still don't see any fish here. Do you want to change the bait?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? It hasn't been open for long." Xing Yuanhui, who was used to this kind of situation, shrugged and said, "Isn't there anything over there, Mr. Fujiwara?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the fishing rod in front of Fujiwara Daichi suddenly sank, and a buzzing sound came from the drum. The old man's eyes lit up, and he quickly took down the fishing rod fixed on the boat's fishing rack, listened to the pleasant sound of unloading, and quickly lifted the rod to form a certain angle with the water surface.

Haha! I've been waiting for this fish for a long time! Are you anxious now?

Fujiwara Daichi had no intention of asking the crew to help him consume the fish's energy. As he had said before, this was a duel between men, and people with honor should not resort to tricks at this sacred moment.

While the fish was still running around in pain, he slightly adjusted the fishing rod to try to make it deviate from the straight line, then quickly glanced at Xing Yuanhui. He originally wanted to see the boy's panic-stricken expression, but he saw nothing.

Not only Xing Yuanhui was not in a hurry, even Fujiwara Chika also calmed down. When he heard the noise here, there was no sign of anxiety on his face.

They just glanced at me who was holding the fishing rod with high spirits, and continued chatting with each other.

The girl handed over what she had in her hand: "Here you go, sunscreen."

"I am naturally beautiful and don't need such mundane things." Xing Yuanhui refused coldly.

"Don't blame me if it gets darker."

"You haven't forgotten that I grew up by the sea, have you?"

...Damn it! Don't ignore me!

Before Fujiwara Daichi could utter a protest, in just a few breaths, the fish rushed out with hundreds of meters of line and began to change direction.

He was too busy to worry about other things now, and hurriedly pulled the pole to buffer the pulling force, occasionally loosening the line to leave room for wrestling.

What a strong force! It must be quite strong!

Behind the old man, the seemingly ordinary conversation actually contained a lot of information.

Fujiwara Chika winked and said, "What should I do? Should I change the bait?"

Xing Yuanhui also turned his face away: "Wait a little longer..."

"Buzz!"

The girl's rod seemed to have caught a fish. The fishing line was stretched straight and the reel was spinning wildly.

"You've taken the bait! Xingyuan! Get started!" Without hesitation, Fujiwara Chika called the outsider by his name, not caring about the momentary stiffness on her father's face.

Xing Yuanhui quickly took down the rod, spread his legs and squatted slightly, holding the rod like a pillar on a boat.