Fishing Livestream

Xue Kai rubbed his head after getting hit: "Hehe, I get it! Just didn't expect it!"

Yue Feng continued, "Actually, in this situation, I was prepared when your brother Zhen went on in the first round! Didn't I mention leaving a spare bait spot? The bait nest in the middle of the Plum Blossom Pile Fishing Method didn't work, but the one at the right boundary might give us a few more fish at critical moments. Just like a Red Crystal adding health, it let you escape with a sliver of health!"

The livestream audience saw Yue Feng's series of explanations and immediately started lively discussions again.

"Didn't expect Brother Feng and Ran to play League of Legends too!"

"I just love playing midlane. The little mage isn't strong in this version, but with Netherfire back, it's quite a boost for him!"

"Mid Yasuo, give it or I throw!"

"When Brother Feng is bored of streaming, it would be great to have a lol match with the viewers! I'm really good with the toplane Fiora!"

Seeing the Fishing Livestream Room about to be overrun by discussions among the viewers, Yue Feng hurriedly waves his hand to stop it.

"Stop, hold it! We are here to watch the fishing competition! Gamers, don't steer the conversation off-topic! The situation on the field is tense now, and you guys are still so carefree!"

The mention of a tense situation instantly put the viewers on edge.

"Alright, if we're not talking about games, then so be it! But why intentionally create a tense atmosphere, aren't we still winning for sure now?"

"Curious how Xiaomin will respond to the opponent's strategic adjustments! Will he change it up too? Or keep fishing like this?"

"Also curious, Xiaomin is sharper than both Wang Zhen and Xue Kai, he should have the smartest response!"

Yue Feng glanced at the stage and said, "The wisest reaction now is to remain still! Time is on our side, Tiancheng's superior skills chose to switch to targeting bigger fish, which is basically an admission that they can't beat us head-on!

Unless they have unbelievable luck and actually catch one of the rare big fish in the pond, otherwise, our winning probability is at least over eighty percent!"

Wang Xiaomin made the same judgment. After realizing the opponent reduced frequency to guard the big fish, he finally got serious.

Standing straight since he got on stage, Wang Xiaomin finally leaned forward.

Martial arts of the jianghu, motorcycle riding in action!

Originally using the running lead float technique, after a sidestep and with extended arms, the bait dropped about twenty or thirty centimeters further out of the blue.

Don't underestimate this distance, in critical times, longer means stronger.

As evidenced by his catch, once he went down on the first cast in motorcycle style, he immediately got a bite.

After unhooking and netting the fish, he continued casting, and after a few casts, the second fish was netted.

The third fish.

The fourth fish.

Wang Xiaomin just cast at three different positions — front left, center, and right — in turns and landed four fish consecutively, expanding the lead in weight again.

"Wow, Xiaomin is so cool! Once he got down like that, he caught several fish immediately!" Taozi couldn't hold back after seeing it and sighed.

Doll glanced at Taozi's undisguised look of admiration and sighed internally. He had experienced a similar phase when watching Yue Feng fish back then. A focused man is the most handsome, this saying is definitely true, and a focused fishing man is said to be the most handsome — it's spot on.

In the next ten minutes, Wang Xiaomin's fish-catching pace noticeably sped up a bit, causing the people from Tiancheng Club, below the stage, to feel restless.

Niu Zhuangzhuang: "Captain, we can't go on like this! Old Guo has been guarding forever without a single bite, while Wang Xiaomin caught seven or eight fish in a row, if this goes on, even if we catch a big fish, there's no chance!"

"Yeah, how is this guy so weird! Clearly, the fish activity wasn't fast, but after he got up, the pace increased significantly!"

Qiu Guoyun had been closely watching the match on stage. Getting asked by a companion, he annoyingly put out his half-smoked cigarette on his shoe.

"There's no turning back now; we can only gamble on catching a big fish! Old Zhang, when you go up later, increase the flavor strength to stimulate them! At this point, don't hold back on anything!"

Zhang Xufei nodded: "Alright, I'll prepare directly below the stage — to hell with it, give it all!"

In the third round, with just over ten minutes left, Old Guo still hadn't had any success and ended up leaving the stage in silence after the time was up.

"Nice try, Teacher Guo!" Wang Xiaomin couldn't help but tease him as he stepped down.

Old Guo didn't lift his head, but couldn't help but misstep off the stage, almost stumbling.

The fourth round began, with Zhang Xufei and Zhao Ran taking the stage simultaneously.

Once on stage, Zhao Ran maintained the pace of the third round, continuing to catch fish in motorcycle style, while Zhang Xufei, upon taking the stage, held a small bait opening bowl with three lumps of soft sticky ragworm bait.

Old Zhang's three types of ragworm bait all had distinctly different scents, the first being a purely aromatic grain scent that big fish love, full of allure.

The second kind had the classic, pungent barley sweet potato paste flavor.

The third offered a rich date sweet aroma.

These three flavors were all favorites of big fish, desperate times called for desperate measures, nothing else mattered now, hit three casts whether there's a date or not, see what happens!

This reckless mindset indeed yielded some results.

At the 11-minute mark of the fourth round.

As Zhang Xufei cast the date-scented ragworm bait into the water, the float unexpectedly gave two strong pulls, then went completely underwater.

In the next second, there was a deep, echoed thud as Zhang Xufei lifted the rod and struck a fish — he hit it!

The reel was full and landed a big fish, he couldn't raise the rod instantly, so, at the critical moment, he flipped his wrist and cleverly planted the rod into the water. Using water resistance along with the rod's curvature, he very precariously turned the fish's head direction back.

Seeing the rod gradually rise, people below the stage, including Qiu Guoyun, all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whoa! They really caught the big fish!" Wang Zhen couldn't help but swear!

"What do we do now, Feng?" Xue Kai also appeared nervous.

Yue Feng smiled: "Why be nervous? Even if they land this fish, we're still ahead! Aren't they still in the process of controlling it? Stay calm, don't panic!"

Just as Yue Feng comforted his team, an astonishing scene unfolded in the next second.

The big fish slowly swam in the direction of Zhao Ran on the next line.

And coincidentally, Zhao Ran's float got a bite.

Seeing this, Zhao Ran violently struck the fish with the rod.

The rod tip and fishing line moved swiftly through the water, producing a piercing, twanging sound.

The unfortunate hooked carp jerked up like a radish being yanked out, rapidly breaking the water surface and sending a large splash.

Zhao Ran's technique with this rod worked like a novice angler with brute strength and no skill, dragging the fish ashore in a swoosh, nearly tossing it onto himself.

Meanwhile, Old Zhang was battling the big fish beside him. Suddenly, the fish in the water frantically sped up, almost bending the fishing rod to an eighty-degree arc, and was swiftly pulled flat.

Snap! The leader snapped, the big fish got away!