"It's coming again!"
Ning Daoran, straining to hold the fishing rod, shouted loudly, "All hands on The White Deer, highest alert. Old Lu, Little Blackie, prepare to dive in with me, we can't let this big catch slip away again!"
"Aoao!"
"At your command!"
In an instant, the fishing line became taut as a bowstring! And it buzzed ominously. Ning Daoran had anticipated that the fishing line, crafted from Jiao Dragon Tendon, could only restrain the Fish King for a few breaths at most; after a while, it would inevitably snap—this Golden Dragon Spirit Carp King was no ordinary catch!
Grasping the rod, he leapt into the air, his golden tunneling light streaked across the dark sea like a shooting star, desperately heaving the rod upward while shouting, "Dive in!"
Immediately, with two splashes, Big Stupid Deer and Little Blackie jumped into the water one after another, attacking the Fish King from front and back.