Using multiple fighting skills at the same time is not easy, at least two conditions must be met.

The first condition is that the operation routes of these two fighting spirits do not conflict with each other. The second condition depends on whether the user can use it with all his heart, and his spirit can distribute the fighting spirit, and perform various fine operations at the same time.

The red scales are very complicated in their swordsmanship. When using this fighting technique, the old brown scales can no longer use other fighting techniques.

But the fishman boy can use the wave-trapping skills at the same time.

Use two fighting skills at the same time, which makes people feel as simple as drinking water.

The fish onlookers were surprised by their "talent" of running around.

The suppression of the red scales' sword technique is already terrible enough. In conjunction with the maneuverability of stepping on the waves, the combat power of the fishman boy suddenly increased.

The more you fight, the more you feel depressed, and the fishman boy is firmly taken over.

The rest of the knife-finned fish people were nervous and worried.

The two sides fought for a while, and as Scar was about to lose, at this time, Mandao suddenly spoke: "Stop, this duel can be over. Scar is defeated, and the winner is you. What is your name?"

"Running." The fishman boy stepped back and put away his knife and replied calmly.

The fishmen around cheered.

He nodded to the fishman boy with a look of appreciation on his face.

Scar's face looked very ugly. He stared at the fishman boy and asked, "Where did you come from? Sharp, this guy has no idea. He may be a spy from the White Eyes or the Poison Arrow Family."

"Fart! He is my nephew. He just joined our town recently. How could he be a spy?" Lao Zhulin shouted immediately.

Pickled cabbage immediately commented: "If you lose, you lose. What are you still trying to argue about here?"

The fishman boy glanced at the master and apprentice and did not deny that the old brown scale recognized his relatives. This was good for him, and in this way, his background would make him feel more at ease.

The knife-finned fishman did not get too entangled with this explanation.

They had guessed this long ago.

After all, the fishman boy and the old brown scales are both brown scale blood, and at the same time they have learned the sword technique of red scale dancing. This is the old brown scale's bottom-end method and is also a signature.

The fishman boy laughed: "It's just like this, Daofin Town."

Showing a successful young man.

He raised his arms high and walked around the edge of the duel field, leaning against the onlookers.

The cheers of the fish people became even louder.

Some people with sword-finned fish are angry, while others are very gloomy.

"Look out. This is actually a good thing. We forced an unexpected opponent. If we hadn't followed the man from Dandao this time, we might have been kept in the dark. Now that the running around has been exposed, we will guard against him. Although he is black iron, the other side has one more black iron, which will not affect the strength of both sides." A fishman comforted the scar.

Scar nodded slowly and replied in a low, murderous voice: "This kid is too arrogant. Such a person can't live long."

The fishman boy challenged and joined the very tough team with the fishman such as sauerkraut.

The old shaman ordered the fishman to prepare lunch.

Taking advantage of this, the old brown scales pulled the fishman boy into the corner alone: ​​"The terrain of the sucking trench is complicated, you have to be careful. You offended the sword-finned fish people. If they get the chance, they will attack you."

"I will teach you that defensive fighting technique again. You are a genius among us brown-scale fishmen and it is easy to learn."

So, the fishman boy obtained the scattered fighting skills.

"Thank you this time." Old Brown Scale taught the fighting skills and thanked the fishman boy.

The fishman boy waved his hand carelessly: "I can't stand them."

Lao Zhulin lowered his voice again: "We will keep your origin confidential. Just treat it as my nephew. Don't expose your past as a wandering fishman at will. You are quite arrogant. These top people don't trust outsiders very much."

"Okay, I remember." The fishman boy nodded.

Both him and the old brown scales were very happy.

The fishman boy got an appropriate background, while the old brown scales closely linked the fishman boy with himself and the town.

From this point of view, the old brown scales have never been seen before, and they have a little gratitude to the people who assisted.

After lunch, the team left the town and continued to set off.

The fishman villages are not safe, and any accidents in the wild can happen.

However, when they arrived at the third town that night, they were only attacked by two sharks.

These blind sharks have become the spoils of this elite fishman.

In this town, I successfully recruited a team of fishman extraordinary people.

Most of these fishmen are of the bloodline of the steel bone knights, and each has its own mount. The common mount is sea toads, and in addition, there are rare crabs, turtles, etc.

These sea beasts are also monsters, most of which are bronze-level monsters, but there are also two or three black iron heads.

The team rested in the Fishman Knight Sea Town for one night, and after breakfast the next morning, they set off directly.

After two days and one night, the team arrived at the perimeter of the sucking trench.

"Did you see such a small hole?" The pickled cabbage pointed at the black hole on the cliff of the trench and said to the fishman boy.

This kind of small black hole is very common, almost covering the entire trench.

Seeing the boy nodding, the pickled vegetables warned seriously: "Don't get close to this kind of hole. Some of them are interconnected. Sometimes these holes will burst out with terrifying suction, sucking everything nearby into the hole."

"The suction is very terrifying. Not to mention black iron fighters like us, even the silver level will suffer."

"If you are lucky enough, you may be able to crawl out of the hole."

"The fishman who was sucked in is probably not going back."

"God knows what's there!"

The trench is a veritable dangerous place.

In addition to the dangerous terrain, this huge lobster tribe lives here.

Under the strong leadership, the team went deep into the trench.

Not long after, one of the fishmen who acted as scouts in front of him, he came back to report and found a lobster man and asked for instructions.

"Kill it directly." It's quite killing.

The fishman boy got involved in the army and walked a long way, then he found the lobster man's body.

This lobster man has a brown-red shell, about 3 meters long and 2 meters high. The mottled spots on his shell reveal that he is already very old.

The sea-scallops discarded next to the lobster man's body indicate that the elderly lobster man came out to find food alone.

The staple food of lobsters is shell meat in shells.

Of course, they sometimes go out to hunt, and any fish, including fishmen, is their food.

Similarly, fishmen also eat lobster people.

In fact, on land, the meat of lobsters is generally considered delicious by all races.

The fishman boy looked at the corpse and keenly discovered that the fatal injuries he suffered were located on his head.

This is an obvious knife edge, located in the slit between the shells.

"The one who took action should be a knife-finned fishman, both in the movement speed and in the knife-fin speed." The previous scene appeared in the mind of the fishman boy.

An elderly lobster man was prying open the shell with pliers and clamping out the shell meat inside.

The scout of the sword-finned fishman approached him quietly. After reaching a certain distance, he suddenly swam over violently.

As soon as the lobster man reacted, the scout of the knife-finned fish man passed by him like a sharp arrow.

The lobster man paused and the blade of his head sprayed blue blood.

The next moment, his huge body fell down.

The bloodlines are different, and the sword-finned fish man has a longer body, and his swimming speed is more explosive, which is better than the brown-scale fish man. Of course, this is without fighting skills, etc.

The fishman boy walked to the lobster man's corpse and tried to use his black iron scimitar to chop the lobster man's shells.

Soon, he broke the lobster man's shell.

But it was much more laborious than he thought.

"This is a bronze-grade lobster man, and the shrimp shell is so hard. In actual combat, try to find the gap between the shells." The boy told himself secretly.

"Sir, will the corpse of this lobster man be destroyed?" asked a fishman.

"No need! Just let him spread the breath of death. I really want to see the lobster man's frightened look of frightenedness. Hahaha, keep going!" He waved his hard hand and continued to lead the team forward bravely.

His unscrupulous offensive attitude quickly aroused the alertness of the lobsters, and more and more lobsters appeared on their way forward.

  Cheep!

With a light sound, the fishman boy's black iron scimitar cut off the lobster man's shell and killed him directly.

But the next moment, three giant lobsters attacked from three directions.

The fishman boy quickly used the waves and pulled back.

But there were also lobster people behind him.
To be continued...