Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King-Chapter 580 - 333: Off Course

The effect of Musk Herbal Wine in actual combat is extremely prominent, but there are certain considerations regarding its usage and dosage.

Since our teammate Wang Yan has already found a reliable way to use and dose it, Zhang Yang naturally uses it as an important reference.

The advantage of team battles lies here; each angler holds parts of information unknown to others, and by gathering and communicating together, the situation with the fish quickly becomes clear.

This isn't considered cheating, as there are no rules against it, but in terms of actual effects, it's quite unfair to lone wolf anglers. This is why many competitive anglers group together in threes or fives.

"I added two caps to a pound of bait, used about three pounds of wet spread in a single match, and finished off half a bottle of herbal wine!

The bites were mostly quick and decisive without a hint of hesitation. Occasionally, if the float action wasn't crisp, I'd lower the rod slightly; once I reeled in, the hook was through its throat!"

Wang Yan mentioned the just-ended first match with an air of excitement; this sense of controlling the competition floods one's system with dopamine, creating an extreme sense of joy.

Zhang Yang nodded: "Alright, I understand! Later, share this information with the others! It's an important detail!

The preliminary rules for the next match are the same. I feel you should tone down the flavor a bit next time! After short-term fishing, the older, crafty fish often find strong flavors too stimulating and are reluctant to bite!"

"Alright! I'll go with your advice next time! I was actually thinking of increasing the dosage!" Wang Yan nodded.

"After fishing, the fish situation regarding the flavor can be extreme.

Either use a very strong flavor to stimulate bites or use a milder one.

If the fish are in an unhealthy state, it will significantly affect their response to these stimulating things," Zhang Yang continued.

"Learned another trick, nice!"

...

As they chatted, the other members of the team soon came over one by one.

Thanks to Zhang Yang, Xiaobao, and Liu Zi, who checked the situation with the fish a few days back, the team's performance in the first match was quite promising.

As they combined their various fishing details, all relevant information from the four ponds on the scene was consolidated in Zhang Yang's mind.

Overall, the fish situation today was almost identical to the testing situation, with hardly any significant changes.

This surprised Zhang Yang a bit; despite so many anglers competing, each person's share of fish was much smaller than during testing, yet the results were still impressive.

This indirectly proves one thing: the fish density in the ponds is quite assured, and even if the water quality isn't great, in good weather, the fish bites are still decent.

While Zhang Yang's team quietly discussed the fish situation from the first match, another corner in the waiting area saw similar discussions.

Fishing King Liu Wenjun, sitting in a foldable old man's chair, smoking with his left hand and holding a stainless steel mug with his right, was analyzing fish conditions with his disciples while formulating tactics for the next match.

"Everyone has grasped the conditions of the first match; in the next match, stick to what I say! Any questions? Speak up now if you do!"

Liu Wenjun fully assumed the posture of a mentor, instructing his disciples on how to compete in fishing.

At this moment, a small and skinny disciple raised his hand: "Master, you said the target fish pit for fast fish, can we float fish next time?

I saw someone across from us who floated fish very well last time, even continuing after the match ended!"

"Float fish in the first match? Crazy?" Old Liu furrowed his brow instinctively upon hearing his disciple's words.

In an event with eight matches, anyone slightly smart wouldn't adopt such extreme tactics from the start.

Even if it works, it can't guarantee progression; if it fails, it can affect overall scores. To Old Liu, the risk-to-reward ratio is absolutely unbalanced.

The competition is still in its early stages, not yet at the life-or-death stage.

"Really! He looked quite young and was right diagonally across from me! His floating fish technique was excellent!" said the skinny monkey disciple.

"Quite young? Perhaps just a reckless rookie?"

Old Liu scoffed, looking down on such competition tactics.

"Hey, that one there! The one standing!" The skinny monkey scanned the surroundings and coincidentally spotted Zhang Yang standing in the distance.

Liu Wenjun followed where his disciple pointed and, upon seeing Zhang Yang's face, Old Liu's brow tightened.

It's him!

Old Liu had crossed paths with Zhang Yang a few times before, not forming a friendship, but remembered Zhang Yang well.

Still young, unaware of the competition's harshness; starting with super floats in the opening match—that's playing with fire!

"Just because he does it doesn't mean you should! In the second match, listen to me—fish from the bottom layer first! If you can get bites, consider floating later! Understand?"

"Got it!"

"Alright, anyone else have business? If not, I'll go say hi—Monkey mentioned someone that I know!"

"Nope!"

"No, Master!"

...

Soon, Liu Wenjun got up from his chair and leisurely walked over to Zhang Yang.

"Hey, Zhang Yang! You're competing too? Long time no see!" Liu Wenjun warmly greeted Zhang Yang.