Fishing Livestream

"Didn't your coach teach you not to joke around with people you're not familiar with when attending competitions?"

At this moment, Hu Changsheng, who had just stepped onto the stage, mentioned calmly. Upon hearing this, Zhao Zheng snapped back to attention and calmed down.

"Haha, hello Captain Hu! Our team member was just joking, don't mind him!"

When it comes to serious matters, Zhao Zheng never leaves room for gossip, so he immediately apologized and made his position clear.

"When I first learned fishing, my master taught me never to be arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat! The competition has reached such a crucial point, to be pessimistic, we're probably at a disadvantage already,

but I still want to try. Join me in the fifth round, and don't hold back or you'll suffer for it!"

Zhao Zheng nodded: "Please teach me more!"

This is the aura of an experienced angler. Even when lagging behind and having almost no hope of catching up, just a few words on stage can control the situation. Zhao Zheng, who was initially a bit lax, also became composed.

With the buildup from the previous four rounds, the fishing situation in the fifth round was much faster than before.

After Hu Changsheng took the stage, he quickly picked up the pace.

Immediately, the audience both on and off the stage fell silent.

What are the basic skills of a Taiwan Fishing competitive master? They're vividly displayed in old Hu.

The rod casting was extremely precise; under the Doughballs Fishing Method, the bait and float landing spots were nearly identical. The casting frequency was also very fast, one rod after another, wrapping ragworm with doughballs and then casting single-handedly, all in one swift motion.

Facing such a high-level master, Zhao Zheng didn't back down, gritting his teeth to keep up with the pace. He was fishing quite decently too.

Soon, old Hu found the rhythm to catch fish and began catching fish steadily.

As for Zhao Zheng, it was even more exaggerated because he kept up with the frequency closely, and the fishing spot had been activated, with dense bubbles rippling outside the float's landing area, all around.

Watching the competition from the sidelines felt confusing. Once on stage, Hu Changsheng quickly realized something was amiss.

Using the same Doughballs Fishing Method, although his own fishing situation was decent, the neighbor was much faster.

Despite having the same bait amount and fish luring, Zhao Zheng's spot had way more fish.

Just ten minutes into the fifth round, Zhao Zheng had already started catching double tails frequently.

Seeing this, Yue Feng shook his head without speaking.

"Feng, why are you shaking your head again? Is there something wrong?" Wang Zhen asked curiously upon seeing this.

Yue Feng asked: "Do you remember the strategy we set for this competition? Zhao Zheng unknowingly got influenced by our neighbor!"

"Uh, that can't be right. Wang Xiaomin and I didn't notice anything. Just slowly following the rhythm and then slack off, how could we be affected? It's so simple!"

Yue Feng: "It's not as simple as you think! Explaining it isn't complicated either! Everyone has an aura, something that comes from their experiences and accumulated confidence, similar to personal charisma! It can't be measured objectively, but it truly exists!

Just like Captain Hu Changsheng on stage, when Zhao Zheng faces him, he unconsciously gets influenced and feels too much pressure, which makes him forget our previous tactics!

This thing is actually related to personal character. Some people are carefree and don't care, while others are very sensitive to other people's hostility; it's a talent thing!"

"Uh, if we encounter such high-level masters, what should we do to avoid being influenced?" Wang Xiaomin seemed very interested in Yue Feng's explanation and couldn't help but ask.

Yue Feng smiled: "There's no good way, just gain more experience, improve fishing skills, and build up confidence! The interference will be less.

There's an old movie called 'Drawing Sword,' and its lines fit here well, you must have the courage to draw your sword when facing an enemy!

I've been knocking you away constantly during competitions, actually cultivating these intangible qualities in you!

Remember one thing: technical statistics are cold; they can reflect most of an angler's skill, but people are alive. As long as you have confidence and fighting spirit, you can often perform beyond your average ability! Understand?"

"Yes, we understand!" The three of them responded in unison, their eyes becoming more determined.

The competition on the field continued, but seeing this, Yue Feng already knew the outcome of the match. Even if he took Hu Changsheng off and played himself to the extreme, there was no way to change the outcome of this match.

The difference in the number of catches was nearly thirty fish, and the match prematurely entered garbage time.

"All anglers on stage please note, there are five seconds left until the end of the fifth round. Stop fishing upon hearing the whistle and wait for the staff to weigh the fish!

54321! End of the match!"

The whistle blew, pulling Zhao Zheng back from his highly tense competitive state.

"Phew..."

Zhao Zheng put down his fishing rod and exhaled a long breath. After half an hour of PK with Hu Changsheng, his shirt clinging to his back was soaked through.

"Your bait and additives are quite powerful!" Hu Changsheng put down his fishing rod, looking at Zhao Zheng with mixed feelings.

There were many layers of meaning in this statement: admiration, unwillingness, and envy.

Old Hu, having competed in countless formal competitions in the Taiwan Fishing circle for so many years, winning honors enough to fill an entire trophy room, was faced with absolute suppression for the first time in the Doughballs Fishing Method duel,

Technically confident enough, yet the biggest impact, after eliminating other factors, was likely due to the bait and additives.

Zhao Zheng wiped the sweat off his forehead and grinned: "Haha, it's not easy to hear this from you! But I think, our stuff didn't just fall from the sky, bait, additives, rods, floats, and other hardware are also part of our strength!"

"Yes! I'm not as skillful as you and admit defeat!

From what I hear, the club league grand final will use standardized bait, then we could have another showdown!"

"Great!"

During the chat, the staff came to the stage with electronic scales again, pulling up the two fish guards one after the other, and the difference in catches was very obvious.

The final result showed the Tianyuan Youth Training Team with a total weight of 26.7kg.

While Yuefeng Club here had an impressive total weight of 41.3kg, covering over eighty pounds in one and a half hours, just from visual inspection, Zhao Zheng alone managed nearly 15 kilograms in the last round,

That's not just a late-stage fish condition; it nearly matched the fish grabbing battle at the opening of the match.

In the second match, the Yuefeng team once again secured victory with an absolute advantage, gaining another three points.

After the weighing was completed, Zhao Zheng walked down from the stage and saw Yue Feng already standing early from his seat, waiting for Zhao Zheng to come down. Yue Feng grinned and said: "Not bad, you even managed to beat Hu Changsheng!"