Chapter 903: Supreme Military Strategy Lies in Schemes
On stage, after unhooking the fish and placing them in the keep net, Zhao Ran immediately opted for a more delicate fishing setup, then continued fishing with a meticulous doughball technique.
The fish situation in the first round was incredibly frustrating; there were plenty of float movements, but the fish bites were extremely finicky. When the line was too thick, the fish often hesitated and didn't bite at all.
After switching to a thinner line, the bites became much more decisive. A setup with 0.8 pulling 0.4 and a No. 5 sleeve hook was basically suitable for this kind of fish situation.
The first round ended in this kind of unhurried atmosphere. Zhao Ran gave it his all but only caught two more seven or eight liang carp than the neighboring angler.
Soon it was Xue Kai's turn in the second round; he continued to use Zhao Ran's fishing strategy from the first round, casting doughball bait patiently, maintaining the fishing area meticulously.
With the base set in the first round, the fish situation in the second round finally showed some change, not as challenging as when fishing first began.
The medicated doughball pellets clearly had a better fish-attracting and retaining effect than the Tianyuan Youth Training Team next door. By the 18th minute of the second round, Xue Kai transitioned from a slow to a faster pace and then began reeling them in successively.
Seeing the fish situation improving, Yue Feng was not overly pleased. He patiently observed for a while and then said to Wang Xiaomin, "Xiaomin, you'll go up in the third round and suppress the current fish situation! The pace on the field is a bit fast now, which isn't ideal!"
"Fast pace? I think it's fine?"
Wang Xiaomin was bewildered by Yue Feng's assertion. This is considered a fast pace? It seemed quite normal to him—when the fish bites are frequent, the pace is naturally quick.
"If this match was the final, ending after this game, then this pace would be just fine. But there's still a third match! What we want is the final match result, not the gain or loss of this round or a single match!
Judging by the fish situation on the field, I estimate that some fish in the pit previously hadn't started biting but are now doing so! If we fish through all of them now in turns, what will we do when we face the Hua Clan in the third round? Repeat the tough fish situation like your previous round with the opponent Xiao Gang?"
"Um, fast fish are to our advantage, so just ensuring a lead with a catch advantage should be enough! Leave the rest of the biting fish for the third round?"
"Exactly!"
Upon hearing this explanation, Wang Xiaomin felt he had reached a higher level of understanding regarding fish situations and competition. The saying is that the supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting; Feng Ge's control over competition strategy definitely deserves the word 'strategy'!
"Right! Slow the pace, keep the versatile hand close, and maintain as much of an advantageous lead as possible while fishing! In the fourth round with Wang Zhen, and the fifth round with Zhao Zheng, it's best to follow this strategy! It can both confuse the opponent and preserve our strength! In military strategy, this is called feigning weakness to mislead the enemy!"
"Got it! I'll do as you said!"
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By the end of the second round, Xue Kai was ahead by eleven fish, including a carp weighing over two jin, leading by at least four kilograms in total weight.
Hu Changsheng, watching from the sidelines, felt uncomfortable seeing such a gap open up by the second round. The change in the fish situation happened earlier than they anticipated, making it a struggle for Zhu Lin, the second contestant.
The third contestant, Xiao Kai, was about to go on. Deputy captain Meng Weize specifically reminded, "Judging from the lineup of the first two contestants, the third opponent is likely Wang Xiaomin; that guy is quite the tough character. You need to maintain a steady pace and not fall too far behind. In the remaining fourth and fifth rounds, I and the captain will catch up!"
Xiao Kai nodded. A few minutes later, he went on stage with newly adjusted flavored soft sticky bait.
Sure enough, the third contestant from Yue Feng's side was still Wang Xiaomin!
This highly talented guy, with every match he plays, undergoes a slight change in temperament. This time, stepping onto the stage with the new task arranged by Yue Feng, his demeanor was even more extraordinary, with a hint of a seasoned angler's aura.
Without a comparison, there would be no harm. As peers of similar age, Tianyuan Youth Training Team's third angler, Xiao Kai, paled in comparison to Wang Xiaomin in terms of presence. It's a special aura emitted from within due to confidence, something Yue Feng has persistently nurtured!
"You must be Wang Xiaomin, right? We fished together before!" Seeing Wang Xiaomin on stage, Xiao Kai subconsciously swallowed, trying to look casual as he said something.
Wang Xiaomin smiled slightly, nodded, and said with confidence, "Hello, that's me. Please take care of me!"
"Our captain said you're quite tricky, and I should just match your pace!"
"Haha, follow along as you please. I'm actually quite laid-back when it comes to fishing!" Wang Xiaomin replied half-jokingly.
Wang Xiaomin really was laid-back. After the change of players, it was technically already competition mode, yet he baited leisurely while chatting, and cast slowly too, appearing nonchalant.
Seemingly influenced by Wang Xiaomin, the rhythm of the nearby Xiao Kai unconsciously slowed down a lot too.
After a few words, the two started fishing, taking turns casting their lines.
This sneaky Wang Xiaomin—he said he was laid-back, and he really was! Drawing slowly at a low frequency, taking fish slowly too. In the first five minutes, he only cast a few lines; the nest of fish his teammate gathered in the previous round dispersed quite a bit with all the waiting, and the fish bites slowed down.
Xiao Kai only felt that fishing next to Wang Xiaomin this time was a lot less intense than when they encountered during pre-match toilets. His task was to keep pace, and that was remarkably easy at this rhythm!
Seeing the two anglers' performance on stage, Hu Changsheng and Meng Weize exchanged glances, both looking puzzled.
What's going on?
Regularly known for his aggressive fishing style, Wang Xiaomin seemed to have changed tact today. His frequency wasn't fast, rhythm also not quick, and fish-catching speed even slower. It's quite clear to anyone watching that none of these are in sync.
"Captain Hu, what's this Wang Xiaomin up to? During the second round, when his teammates switched, the fish were already bouncing with activity. Now replaced by Wang Xiaomin, why did it slow down instead of speeding up?"
Hu Changsheng was equally puzzled. The faster the fish were caught, the better, typically. Even Xiao Kai on the field now was catching fish at a speed much faster than Zhu Lin in the second round, yet such a late-stage effect seemed almost absent in Wang Xiaomin's case.
"Is he deliberately holding back the pace while fishing? Did you notice, Wang Xiaomin's fish-catching frequency almost matched Xiao Kai's. Each time Xiao Kai caught one, he'd soon catch another!
Just now, Xiao Kai caught a double-tail; within half a minute, Wang Xiaomin also caught two fish consecutively to match! I can be quite certain his current pace is intentional!"
"Does he think they're sure to win against us, and is now holding back to mislead the Hua Clan team coming up regarding the total weight?" Meng Weize speculated.