We still hadn't clashed with the ghosts that had come down from the first two paper boats.
Then the third paper boat suddenly drifted toward Master's fishing spot.
Master had been guarding his fishing spot all night. We didn't even dare speak loudly, afraid he'd lose his temper at us if he failed to catch a fish.
Yet this underworld boat had a death wish and headed straight for Master.
The instant that paper boat approached Master's fishing spot, he suddenly yanked his rod with a sharp whoosh.
The rod came up empty. He hadn't caught anything at all.
Staring at the empty hook and the rapidly approaching paper boat, Master's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. He flew into a rage on the spot. "Fuck your mother! My meter-class catch!"
Master instantly went berserk. Raising his fishing rod, he let out a low roar. "Lightning Technique..."
With a crack, three arcs of electricity began snapping across Master's body.
One of those arcs ran down his arm and spread along the fishing rod.
Master raised the rod crackling with electricity and smashed it down at the paper boat. "Thunder Slash!"
The ghosts aboard the paper boat hadn't even had time to disembark.
Then, with a thunderous boom, Master's fishing rod slammed into the paper boat.
As lightning danced, ghostly energy exploded.
Instantly, miserable ghostly screams rang out. "Aah! Aah! Aah!"
Under the Heavenly Eye, I could see ghosts being blasted out of the paper boat one after another, splashing densely into the water with loud thuds.
The paper boat, shrouded in ghostly energy, was smashed straight into the river.
However, it was much smaller than before, only about a meter long rather than the enormous ten meters it had been.
The evil ghosts that had fallen into the water