Fishing Livestream

After Yue Feng finished speaking, even Zhao Ran and Zhao Zheng were stunned.

Being able to participate in such an advanced competition, even the relatively least skilled Wang Zhen has far surpassed the level of a regular entry-level competitive angler.

In other words, the anglers in front of us have a comprehension of fishing far beyond that of ordinary people.

Under this premise, if some stranger told them that by fishing for a while in a mixed breeding pond, they could quickly determine what fish are in the area, how many there are, and the approximate depth at which they are located,

everyone would absolutely think the person speaking is full of bullshit.

If that person also said they knew which way the fish were facing, both head and tail, and their posture, someone quick-tempered would probably slap them. This is the kind of bullshit that doesn't even bother with a rough draft!

But what if the person speaking was Yue Feng?

Knowing Yue Feng, the captain surely wouldn't lie just to show off, which means Yue Feng can really do it!

This kind of technique, akin to having an underwater x-ray vision, is so amazing that everyone can only look up to it without even thinking of imitating or learning it.

"Damn! When will I have your skills! Damn, I used to be quite confident about my skills, but after hearing you, I feel like I'm nothing!" Zhao Zheng said, scratching his head irritably.

Zhao Ran nodded, "The captain is indeed impressive! I've only heard about such a state from my master before! It's said that many years ago, during the peak of his fishing skill, Tianyuan's Deng Gang could achieve something similar, but I've never seen him do it in an open competition! I didn't expect someone to actually be able to do it in reality!"

Upon hearing the name Deng Gang, a slight smile appeared on Yue Feng's lips, "Him? Even if he can still do it now, I will definitely challenge him this year!!"

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When talking about the challenge, a heavy topic, everyone fell silent. Seeing the atmosphere was off, Yue Feng wiped the sweat off his nose with his sleeve and sat back down to continue watching the match!

After Yue Feng's explosive performance in the third session, the competition had almost no suspense. Although Xue Kai, who was the fourth to compete, couldn't match Yue Feng's extreme mixed-breeding fishing skills, he was fundamentally sound, and performed steadily after taking over the fishing spot.

Xue Kai, being quite smart, chose his target fish as the seven-to-eight ounce carp, which were moderate in size and numerous in tail. He was fishing about thirty centimeters off the bottom and was frequently catching fish, performing well.

Comparing Yue Feng's performance to Xue Kai and other anglers present, the differences in fishing skill details are very clear,

including technique details, fish return details, casting details, strike detection details; upon careful comparison, one can see slight differences. This is the true strength of Yue Feng's seemingly casual Taiwan Fishing skills.

In the subsequent two sessions, the competition similarly had no suspense; Xue Kai played normally, and Zhao Ran's performance in the fifth session was equally stunning. From start to finish, the fishing spot at Yuefeng Club never ran out of fish. The rhythm of catching fish fast and slow continued until the end of the fifth session.

"All athletes and anglers, please note that there are five seconds left until the end of the competition. Once you hear the whistle, put down your fishing rods and wait for the staff to weigh and tally the results!

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, competition over!"

The control's loudspeaker sounded the final reminder, as Zhao Ran calmly placed his rod on the rod holder, twisted his neck, rubbed his waist, and remained still as if his butt was glued to the fishing box.

"I thought they were strong opponents, with third-level this and second-level that, but they couldn't cut it either!" As the competition concluded without suspense, Wang Zhen glanced at the neighboring spectating area and said somewhat disdainfully.

Yue Feng frowned, "Don't get cocky! Why flaunt? They didn't provoke us at all! Let's stick to talking about the competition. Once it's over, avoid dragging in personal attacks or character insults! By saying that, aren't you attracting negativity to yourself and the team?"

"Hmph, Brother Feng, I agree with you on other things, but saying they didn't provoke us I find hard to accept! To compete against us, they even resorted to playing weak to outsmart the strong, isn't that a scheme?" Wang Zhen, seeing Yue Feng smiling, didn't take it seriously and continued his argument!

Yue Feng said, "Well, that's true! But in public, be mindful of the impact; setting the tone too high can cause trouble! The reminder from Xiao Min taught us that porcelain shouldn't clash with earthenware; when we go out fishing, we need to protect ourselves! Show your skills on stage, show your quality offstage, got it?"

"Yeah, got it!" Wang Zhen nodded.

Actually, when Wang Zhen was making sarcastic remarks earlier, Wang Zhiqiang not far away had been listening. Initially, he was a bit angry, but hearing Yue Feng's reminder to the young team members, Wang Zhiqiang was slightly taken aback.

To be honest, Wang Zhiqiang's current club, Sleeping Beauty, with its five core team members, including Wang Zhiqiang himself, were all arrogant and looked down on their opponents, thinking highly of their skills. They rarely acknowledged any opponents and often spoke disrespectfully when mentioning some experts, carrying out various criticisms behind their backs.

Wang Zhiqiang, as their captain, had never really reminded team members about such trivial matters, and sometimes even found himself harboring similar thoughts.

Now listening to Yue Feng, the winner of the competition, privately educating his team members, Wang Zhiqiang felt a bit embarrassed.

Technique can be practiced if lost, but if you lose your character and qualities, that's the true loss. This captain opposite is more qualified than me!

Moved by his thoughts, Wang Zhiqiang got up from his seat and quickly headed towards Yue Feng.

There wasn't much distance between them, and soon Wang Zhiqiang was beside Yue Feng.

"Something you need? Mr. Wang?" Niu Ben greeted Wang Zhiqiang as he approached.

Wang Zhiqiang nodded, turned to Yue Feng, and said, "Before coming to the competition, Boss Bao had a meeting with me and set expectations for our matches against your team!

But from what I've observed, the Fishing King is indeed the Fishing King, with no issues in both technique and etiquette!

I, Wang Zhiqiang, seldom admire my peers. Fishing King Yue Feng counts as one. Mr. Yue's mixed breeding performance today has opened my eyes, and we are convinced of our defeat!"

Yue Feng laughed heartily upon hearing this, "Haha, Mr. Wang, please don't say that! Skills on stage, friendship offstage! No contradictions!

I do have some issues with your company's Boss Bao, but that has nothing to do with you. Just for your generosity, we can be friends!"

"Good, this friend I, Wang, am making for sure! Once the competition is over, I'll treat you to a drink!"

"Luck was on my side in winning, naturally, I'll treat you! Mr. Wang wants to treat next time, next time!"

"Alright!"

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Speaking of formalities and polite conversations, Yue Feng was certainly competent. After responding smoothly, he never showed weakness.

After Wang Zhiqiang left, the competition results were also tabulated on stage.