Fishing Livestream

"Yue Feng is so damn arrogant! He looks down on us! He sent a young rookie to the match, he didn't even plan to make a move himself!" Qiu Guoyun's face was very unpleasant, the expression worse than losing a match.

Niu Zhuangzhuang blinked his small squinty eyes in discontent: "It's fine, them underestimating us is better. We'll give them a shocker, I don't believe a bunch of rookies new to competitive fishing can beat us! I'll go first, and give them a big surprise in the first round!"

After throwing out some harsh words, Niu Zhuangzhuang turned and went to the match with his Fishing Box.

Setting up his Fishing Box at his spot, Niu Zhuangzhuang immediately adjusted his bait for the competition.

At this moment, Niu Zhuangzhuang felt a fire in his chest, eager to let it out. He opened the lid of a bottle of special ingredient and added a capful on top of the bait he had prepared, mixed it up swiftly, and soon formed it into a ball.

The adjusted Lure now exuded a strong, distinctive aromatic scent, definitely stronger than the normal level.

Zhao Zheng strolled onto the stage at this time, catching the strong smell from several meters away.

"Whoa, you're not holding back! How much did you add, that's intense!" Zhao Zheng muttered to himself casually.

Niu Zhuangzhuang glanced at Zhao Zheng and asked, "Are you Zhao Zheng?"

"Yeah, that's me! What advice do you have for me, buddy?"

"Not advice, I just plan to shut you down! Don't worry, I'm quick-handed, it won't hurt much!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng instead cracked a smile.

"Haha, hearing that, looks like you're bringing some emotions on stage! With bait smelling this strong, you're planning to take me down, huh? You've got the wrong idea!"

Niu Zhuangzhuang bluntly broke the tension, "Just a country bumpkin team with a few wins, you really think you're experts? I won't waste words with you, let's see in the catch!

Put away all that talk, I've been traveling and competing for a long time, seen a lot, those basic tricks might work on ignorant novices, but not on me!"

"Alright, let's see what tricks you got!" Zhao Zheng wasn't backing down, nodded and kept preparing, placing all his equipment in the most convenient positions while the match hadn't started.

After organizing, Zhao Zheng checked the time on his watch, two minutes left. He decided quickly, opened his Fishing Box, and took out the Medicinal Wine.

He wasn't planning to adjust the bait mix, but kept it in the food box for backup since the opponent made a move, he thought he should be prepared to avoid any setbacks.

The two minutes passed quickly, and soon the referee's loudspeaker announced the start of the first round of the quarterfinals!

As soon as the whistle blew, Zhao Zheng without hesitation cast a double hook Loose Powder shot. As soon as the float turned upright, Zhao Zheng immediately lifted the rod to shake off the bait, quickly moved on to the next, his priority was to set up the fishing spot first.

In contrast, Niu Zhuangzhuang's strategy was different. He didn't rush, and meticulously tested with a rod to analyze the fish's reaction before setting up.

After three attempts, Niu Zhuangzhuang successfully caught a bite, then decided to gather fish at the spot, quickly catching up to Zhao Zheng's clear strategy.

Zhao Zheng's bait was the team's optimal formula developed over ten days of testing, perfect for attracting and catching fish, usually no one could outdo Yue Feng's team in bait.

But this time was different. Niu Zhuangzhuang, with foresight, enhanced the pungent aroma of the special ingredient, which worked very well in practice. Even though he was a few shots behind Zhao Zheng, the fish at the spot hadn't decreased much.

Three minutes into the competition, Zhao Zheng's spot was ready, and he cast his first Lure shot.

Niu Zhuangzhuang kept his eyes on Zhao Zheng, also casting with a double hook Lure to catch the fish immediately.

The two locked into a competitive rhythm, seeming to engage in a direct confrontation.

Their floats turned up almost simultaneously, nearly syncing when they descended, both giving a hit at the same point.

Each hooked a fish.

Temporarily, Niu Zhuangzhuang had two fish, Zhao Zheng had one.

After Zhao Zheng unhooked and placed it in the net, he glanced at the fish's mouth, then skillfully pushed the lead skin back about ten centimeters.

The slight increase in the fly lead distance slowed the second descent of the hookline, after this adjustment, Zhao Zheng's float and Niu Zhuangzhuang's, when entering the water, behaved almost identically.

The drone accurately captured this subtle adjustment, causing Yue Feng standing offstage to smile and nod: "Did everyone see Zhao Zheng's subtle move? Xiaomin, Wang Zhen, did you understand?"

Since the beginning, Wang Zhen had been very tense, sitting silently, fixated on the match, unaware even when Yue Feng asked, only snapping back when Wang Xiaomin pulled him back to attention.

"Huh? What?" Wang Zhen asked nervously.

Yue Feng: "You're up second, nervous?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid something might go wrong! Not very confident!"

"Don't worry, letting you up there means I'm confident we'll win! Xiaomin, explain the benefits of that adjustment your brother Zheng made!"

Wang Xiaomin: "Looking at the stage, the two seem to be head-on with the same strategy in a showdown!

Our float is slightly slenderer and arrives a bit faster than theirs,

Right now, in fishing beneath the surface interface situation, pushing up the lead skin seat bit increases the chance of the fish taking the bait, at least while the speed remains almost the same, maintaining the rhythm, it won't suffer!"

Yue Feng nodded: "Wang Zhen, did you understand what Xiaomin said?

Usually, you all ask what details can be learned from expert fishers, this subtle adjustment alone can decide the outcome of the match! When fish conditions are consistent, a slightly slower double hook descent might dramatically improve bite success, enough to affect the result!

And that's just the superficial understanding, deep thinking reveals more behind it!

This small detail concerns maintaining control in a close match against a similarly skilled opponent!"

"Maintaining control?" the words striking a chord, Wang Xiaomin reacted instinctively, tilting his head to look at Captain Yue Feng.

Yue Feng nodded: "Yes, maintaining control! Look closely, although Brother Zheng is currently behind by one fish, his casting pace is pressuring his opponent, essentially forcing them to follow Zhao Zheng's pace!

By slightly adjusting the float turnaround time, he maintains control, as long as he steadily catches fish, that rhythm stays intact!

The opponent is like being held by the collar, either choosing to break away and give up following or continue tracking, otherwise, it's like admitting defeat!"