Whoosh!
Groups of Treasure Fish swam swiftly towards the Blood Pellets, and the waiting Military Men pulled the ropes in unison.
The blue threads of the net were taut as a stick, the whole fishing net leaped out of the silt and rapidly floated up, enclosing the foraging Treasure Fish completely!
Crackling and snapping.
The bodies of the fish struggled violently, colliding and splashing water in every direction.
Liang Qu had never seen so many Treasure Fish caught in a net before, and although he knew the essence provided by these hundreds of fish might not be as much as from one, his visual senses were still shocked.
The boats worked together, swiftly drawing closer, forcing the Treasure Fish into the net pocket, leaving them no chance to escape.
Black fish, Pomfret after Pomfret were thrown out of the net, only leaving behind fish the size of a small arm, resembling a mallet, known as "Hammerhead Fish".
