The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

The only thing Fang Hao could do was to catch some fish to prove himself!

That would be the best way.

The live streaming room was bustling.

Everyone was guessing what Fang Hao would catch this time he went out to sea fishing.

Under the lead of a top supporter turned hater, the atmosphere was explosive; that person was a leader among the haters.

Fang Hao was used to such scenes.

He would find it strange if there were no haters one day.

The boat slowly moved away, getting farther and farther from land.

The cell phone signal was also getting worse.

Xiao Pang and Old Ye saw their phone signals degrading, so they stopped using their phones. They put them away in waterproof bags and stored them in the compartment inside the cockpit.

Seawater causes serious corrosion to electronic devices, so they had to be well-protected.

No more playing with phones.

The group had nothing else to do, so they just appreciated the seascape.

"To fish for tuna, you need to go to the deep sea."

Tuna is a deep-sea fish that likes to live in waters between 100 to 400 meters deep.

But now, they had just left the continent, the water depth was only a few dozen meters on average – still far from reaching the deep sea where the big fish swam.

While there was still time.

They might as well practice Innate Skill and Grapple to pass some time.

"Fang bro, why don't you teach us how to practice this Grapple, huh?"

Xiao Pang watched Fang Hao practice Grapple and thought it looked cool; he was a bit tempted.

Since they were idle anyway.

Old Ye perked up his ears on the side; he was also interested but didn't know how to broach the subject.

Luckily, Fang Hao noticed him.

"No problem."

"Old Ye, how about you join in too?"

Fang Hao called Old Ye to join.

"Can I really practice this?"

"Of course you can."

Just what Fang Hao needed – someone to practice with.

If he practiced moves alone, it was just that – moves.

If someone practiced with him, it could be more effective.

Xiao Pang and Old Ye could serve as perfect practice partners.

He could teach them and use them as sparring partners at the same time.

Seeing that Fang Hao was willing to teach him, Old Ye stopped hesitating and joined Xiao Pang on the deck.

Since the fishing boat was rather small, they tried to stagger their positions as much as possible.

Fang Hao stood at the front.

He started explaining and demonstrating the moves to them, letting them try it out themselves.

"F**k, is the host practicing martial arts?"

The viewers in the live streaming room could also see this scene.

"I want to learn too!"

Many viewers also wanted to learn, with some starting to mimic Fang Hao's instructions.

Fang Hao guided Xiao Pang and Old Ye with clear explanations that were easy to understand.

So, both of them and the viewers didn't have any trouble understanding.

Move by move,

they learned and imitated proficiently.

This was much faster than when Fang Hao had to figure it out on his own.

"The host's practice seems skillful, looks like he's been practicing for years."

Some viewers with martial arts experience noticed that there was something special about Fang Hao and were surprised.

"So the host has practiced before."

"No wonder he can catch cannons and cars."

"It seems the host is quite strong; I guess ordinary people couldn't get close to him."

"Could it just be for show?"

Of course, some viewers were skeptical, thinking it was all show and not practical.

"It's not just for show."

"Did you see the host's stance just now? How stable it was."

"And that forcefulness in each move, heh, I bet if an average person got caught by him, their hand might break."

Laymen watch the excitement; insiders watch the technique.

Some viewers really had martial arts experience.

"I've been practicing martial arts in Shaolin since I was a kid, but I feel like I might not be a match for the host."

"Really?"

"Is the host that strong?"

Some people were even more surprised by Fang Hao's strength after reading this comment.

But there were still some with doubts in their hearts.

Maintaining a skeptical attitude.

Could he really be that amazing?

Not very convinced.

At this moment, Fang Hao, while teaching Old Ye and Xiao Pang Grapple, wasn't watching the live stream and didn't know that many people were following his teachings.

Nor was he aware that a group of people were discussing his strength.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

He was willing to teach Old Ye and Xiao Pang, and didn't mind others learning.

As for strength,

Fang Hao himself wasn't sure.

He had no one to compare with.

Other than practicing on his own, there was no one to spar with, no one to compare with.

He only thought his skills were mediocre and was just practicing routines for physical fitness.

He also taught Xiao Pang and Old Ye that it was for fitness and training.

In case of an actual emergency, best to run away.

Never confront an armed robber foolishly.

"Not even many well-trained people would dare to."

"Ha-ha, what the host says is so funny."

"But that's very practical. Life is your own; you've got to run when it's time to."

"Bare hands are no match for weapons."

"The host has a point."

Everyone laughed.

They too were practicing the Grapple as taught by Fang Hao.

After teaching the basic routines, Fang Hao let Xiao Pang and the others practice by themselves for a while.

Then, he brought Xiao Pang over for some practical application.

But the result was... Xiao Pang became the punching bag.

Fang Hao grappled him within a few moves.

And pinned Xiao Pang to the ground.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts..."