The Heavens: Infinite Dimension Smash Bros.

Chapter 470 No, who really fishes when fishing?
"No...you little brat, your thoughts are written on your face. If you want to have sex with an angel, go and do it. Can you please stop disgusting me here?"

Morgana's face was speechless. Even if the Holy Kesana Bichi is here to disgust me, who are you?

"Don't talk nonsense, okay?"

Ito Makoto's smile remained unchanged, but he looked at Morgana with a slight frown.

"I'm just an ordinary high school student. I've never even held a girl's hand. Don't lead the kid here."

"Of course, don't bully Miss Angel anymore."

Morgana: "..."

"Okay, okay, you are awesome. You are the first one in tens of thousands of years to persuade me to quit."

Morgana suppressed the murderous intention in her heart and turned her head, fearing that she might not be able to resist and kill this bastard on the competition field!
The word "scumbag" is written all over your face and you are still here pretending to be innocent!
Ito Makoto wanted to say something more, but saw that Holy Kesha's expression also turned cold.

"Get out"

"Miss Angel, I..."

"If you don't go away, even if the arena blames you, I will kill you."

Holy Keisha said coldly.

Ito Makoto suddenly panicked. He was really afraid that someone would risk violating the rules of the arena and kill him.

After all, I dare to be so crazy because of the rules of the arena.

"Go away" Morgana growled.

A trace of external energy almost overwhelmed Ito Makoto's body, and he was so frightened that he immediately ran away with his head in his hands, for fear that this evil demon would take his soul away!

"The heavens really are all-encompassing"

Holy Kesha sighed, such a thing that stinks of soul can appear.

The only word in the world is love, which is the most difficult to predict. This kind of person who has no strength and is still passionate will probably not end well.

Not far away, Jiang Ziya was still fishing with a straight hook.

The mysterious aura faintly exuding from his body caused many immortal cultivators to surround him.

"Senior, what is the meaning of straight hook fishing?"

Master Daoxuan of the Zhuxian world frowned slightly, unable to see the reason.

"Those who are willing take the bait, don't force it."

Jiang Ziya responded softly.

"But this is a competition, not enlightenment in the mountains. Why don't we force ourselves to come here?"

The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult looked at his fish float, quite puzzled. The key to enlightenment is the word "enlightenment", but any competition is competitive. If there is no competition or force, it is meaningless.

"Without any foreign objects, a straight hook is enough for fishing in the heavens."

Jiang Ziya chuckled, his eyes full of depth and mystery, as if an old man fishing in the long river of time contained endless secrets!

Everyone immediately felt respectful and felt that Jiang Ziya's way was quite profound.

Only the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult was still frowning.

His way is not an indisputable way, nor is it a way to fight for. Entering the way is ruthless, but people enter the world of mortals. The way of worshiping the moon contains the way of new life.

But all the ways are the same, Jiang Ziya's way still makes the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult respect him.

This old man has nothing but a bamboo pole in his hand, fishing with a straight hook, pursuing the path of destiny for those who wish to get hooked.

Very interesting!

But while everyone was pondering Jiang Ziya's words, a sneer came from behind.

"Don't pretend to be external? Seek yourself from within? Are these words coming from your mouth, Jiang Ziya? Do you want to laugh me to death?"

Jiang Ziya looked sideways, seeing a thin man sitting at the lake behind him.

"Shen Gongbao?"

"As long as you recognize me, Jiang Ziya"

Shen Gongbao's voice was full of disdain: "If you hadn't been reincarnated as a human race, you wouldn't have been able to have such a good fortune in this life. If you hadn't been the master... humph, do you think you are qualified to talk about this with your talent?"

Jiang Ziya sighed softly: "Junior brother, you are in trouble." "Ah, Jiang Ziya." Shen Gongbao glanced at him coldly, with ridicule on his face: "How dare you say such a thing?" Divine Whip, leave the list of gods to me? How about you continue fishing and leave the major events in the Three Realms to me?"

"Crying children have milk. If you want to cultivate without fighting for it, you will become a waste like you. If you want to pursue the great road, how can it be possible without fighting for it?"

"I, Shen Gongbao, have no future and only like these foreign things."

Jiang Ziya: "Master gave this to me. I dare not hand it over to my junior brother without his order."

Shen Gongbao just sneered.

Seeing this, the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult silently walked to Shen Gongbao and took a swing.

"What? Do you think what I said makes sense?"

The Lord of Worshiping the Moon nodded.

Whether it is cultivating immortals or doing other things, competition is inevitable.

There are ten people under a fruit tree, but there are only five fruits on the fruit tree. If one person takes a bite without fighting, since everyone can quench their thirst, the bite will be divided into big and small.

Moreover, strong people may not be satisfied with just one piece of fruit, let alone a bite.

Without fighting or grabbing, and just letting everything happen, the Nanzhao Kingdom might have perished long ago.

He, the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult, would not have the cultivation level he has today.

"They always like to put everything on fate, it's really ridiculous."

Shen Gongbao sneered sarcastically: "Jiang Ziya is in charge of the Conferred God Master and says it's fate, but I am destined but not destined. Buddha's blessings also depend on fate. People who are destined but not destined, even if they do good deeds day and night, kowtow three thousand times in front of the Buddha. I will never see the Buddha look back."

"And the evil person who is destined to do so can become a Buddha immediately by just putting down his butcher knife."

"People like me who have no chance can only fight and seize opportunities, and what they seize is also a fate."

Shen Gongbao's eyes flickered: "Jiang Ziya is fishing with a straight hook, and what he is fishing for is fate."

The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult lowered his head and said nothing.

Shen Gongbao didn't say anything anymore. He could see that the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult was at a loss.

"Junior brother...do you dare to take a gamble with me?"

Jiang Ziya suddenly spoke.

"I can't bet on you. Who can match your luck, Jiang Ziya?"

Shen Gongbao's tone was still sarcastic, as if Jiang Ziya was good for nothing except luck.

Jiang Ziya sighed again, sometimes luck is also part of strength.

The many cultivators around also fell silent. They felt that what Shen Gongbao said was very reasonable, but what Jiang Ziya said was also very reasonable.

"Just bet, Junior Brother"

Jiang Ziya said again.

Shen Gongbao suddenly looked at him speechlessly: "You think it's fate, right?"

Jiang Ziya suddenly showed a smile: "The fate is coming, just as the junior brother said, the fate has arrived, so junior brother, will you fulfill me?"

Shen Gongbao shook the fishing rod and looked straight at the float.

"Do you have to prove that luck is more important than hard work?"

"That's not what I thought"

Shen Gongbao lowered his eyes: "Interesting, you want to humiliate me?"

"Okay, I'll bet with you on the grade of the fish in the next pole."

Jiang Ziya finally laughed out loud.

The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult looked at the two of them and remembered an interesting thing that happened in a small country before.

That country is a country that believes in Confucianism. Almost everyone has books to read. Countless people study hard just to get ahead. Their tradition there is that only reading is the right way. Everything is inferior, only reading is high.

However, Han Chuang studied hard for decades and in the end was not as good as other people's innocent smiles. Just because the court felt that the young man's smile was innocent, they promoted the young man to a high-level position. The government led the horse to walk on the ground, and the young man sat on the horse with his head held high. Han Chuang has been a joke for ten years, not as good as I don't know a lot of Chinese characters.

(End of this chapter)