The situation beneath the sea was very complicated.
No one knew what had just happened down there during that time.
Fang Hao was making judgments based on the difference in force transmitted through the fishing rod.
However, he did not know whether he had caught a big fish or something else.
Because it was too heavy.
Even he could not pull it.
But judging from the previous performance, it was probably not snagged on the bottom,
it was certainly something that had been hooked.
It was just unclear what had been caught.
He could not judge for the moment.
Fang Hao tried to exert force.
His strength had now reached the level of a thousand catties, much stronger than before.
Initially using seventy percent of his strength, the thing beneath remained completely unmoved.
Eh?
What the hell was it that was so heavy?
This time, Fang Hao used all his strength, yet it remained absolutely still.
It felt almost the same as the last time he had caught an airplane.
Damn, could it be?
