Even though Xiao Wei’s fishing skills are outstanding and he is known as the undefeated War God at Sun Bay, facing an opponent like Zhang Yang, who is equally skilled, the result is uncertain.
For a mont, Qian Wenjun, who is proud and ambitious, started to worry about tomorrow’s match and the ten thousand yuan bet.
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anwhile, Zhang Yang patiently waited for twenty minutes, but Qian Wenjun still hadn’t returned.
Zhang Yang shook his head, realizing that the atmosphere he had painstakingly set up and the "fat sheep" he had cultivated seed unlikely to happen now.
Such a long wait was enough for the opponent to calm down and reconsider the first two matches. Restoring the previously built atmosphere is very challenging.
After half an hour, Qian Wenjun and Xiao Qiang ca strolling back.
Zhang Yang looked up at them and, from a distance, cheerfully asked, "Yo, you ca back pretty quick. I was waiting for you. Shall we have another match before lunch?!"
Having cald down, Qian Wenjun detected the confidence and assurance in Zhang Yang’s words, and shook his head while making an excuse, "Not playing anymore, I have sothing to deal with, might have to leave anyti for a call! Tomorrow’s the official match, let Brother Wei avenge then!"
"Okay! Then let’s settle it in tomorrow’s competition!"
Zhang Yang glanced at Xiao Wei while speaking, nodded, and continued practicing with his rod. The 1v1 match between the two was casually brushed off like this.
When it was ti to eat, Zhang Yang and the others packed up their fishing equipnt casually and got into the car.
As soon as they were in Zhang Yang’s van, ng Fan eagerly exclaid.
"Two Huazi cigarettes, and they’re Soft Zhonghua, tsk tsk, made a profit! Two narrow victories, today’s luck was great!"
Zhang Yang grinned, "It’s not just luck; it was intentional! The guy called Brother Wei who was with him has a bit of insight. He must have realized I was controlling the score, so he told Qian Wenjun!"
"What? On purpose? Deliberately winning by one fish? Brother Yang, how did you manage that?" Xiao Liuzi, hearing this, couldn’t help but widen his eyes.
In his understanding, no one could control their results this ticulously, after all, there were over a hundred fish caught, who could rember that clearly? Getting one wrong would an losing.
Zhang Yang glanced sideways at Liu Zi, "It’s just about keeping track of your and your opponent’s catches, then controlling the pace of catching appropriately, hard?
I’ve taught you all how to multitask, hearing your question shows you haven’t put in the effort while practicing!"
"Uh, if I’m controlling a lead of ten or so fish, I might barely manage! But controlling the score by just one fish, that’s beyond !" Liu Zi said, sowhat dejectedly.
"If you can’t, then practice more; skills are honed, no one is born with them! Since you’ve chosen to compete, you should give your all for your choice!"
"Got it!" Liu Zi stuck out his tongue and lowered his head, feeling chastised.
For a mont, the atmosphere in the car turned a bit subtle. Although Zhang Yang’s words weren’t harsh, they were a gentle reminder to the other team mbers, especially ng Fan and Liu Zi.
"Alright, Liu Zi and Xiao Fan, you’ve only just started competing; you can’t rush things!
By the way, I’m curious, what was that bait you went out to buy this morning? It works really well on the old slippery fish here!"
Zhou Chu, who was slightly older, noticed the atmosphere was a bit tense and smartly changed the topic.
"Yeah, Boss, what’s the new bait? If tomorrow’s situation is the sa as today’s, getting small points won’t be an issue!
With regular comrcial bait, the fish are frighteningly slippery, but using this new bait, it’s almost like they beco easy targets, seeing the hook and biting!" ng Fan also chid in, asking.
Since there were no outsiders in the car, Zhang Yang spoke without reservation, "Shrimp! To be precise, shrimp at from live shrimp!
I’ve checked the competition’s guidelines. The rules don’t allow live bait but don’t restrict animal-based bait!
For ponds infested with these slippery old fish, live shrimp mixed with expansion powder to form jelly bait works wonders! We need to go to the market later in the evening, buy live shrimp and so ice to keep them in the cooler for tomorrow’s match!
We also need to find a hand-cranked food processor to make the shrimp at more uniform!"
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
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The team mbers, upon hearing the specific details, burst into exclamations of astonishnt. The potency of fresh shrimp for fishing completely overturned their conventional understanding of bait and fish behavior.
The group drove two cars, found a small restaurant in the comrcial street, and ordered a table of relatively light dishes. They quickly began their al.
The morning’s fishing conditions had been thoroughly understood, and shrimp at as bait was overwhelmingly effective. Practicing with rods until three in the afternoon no longer seed aningful. Zhang Yang had a brief discussion with the team, and they unanimously decided to eat their fill and return to the hotel to rest and recuperate.
It was precisely because of this impromptu decision that Zhang Yang did not et an old acquaintance before the competition. Wei Song, a local angler from Vacheng whom they had t during a previous fishing session, was busy in the morning and didn’t make it to the training site. Since Zhang Yang and his team stayed at the hotel in the afternoon and didn’t go to the fishing ground, they unexpectedly missed the chance to et before the match.
However, speaking of Wei Song, ever since he t Zhang Yang, his luck seed to improve.
A friend who owed him paynt had his house unexpectedly included in a redevelopnt zone, receiving over three million in compensation, so he quickly paid back Wei Song. Wei Song’s financial stress significantly reduced for a while.
In addition, the bottle of ’Jelly Powder’ given by Zhang Yang beca Wei Song’s trump card for achieving the Third-level Competitive Fishing Master title.
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