Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King-Chapter 583 - 334: Second Match (Part 2)

Hearing Zhang Yang's intentional mumbling, the nearby Xiao Hou, who was focused on float fishing, became a bit panicked after noticing Zhang Yang catching fish!

Why panic?

Weren't we supposed to fish for floats together? Buddy, I've been casting for so long and yet the fish just won't bite, but right next door Zhang Yang has already caught some, what should I do?

Give up? Or continue?

Whatever I choose seems wrong. From the moment Xiao Hou decided to compete in float fishing with Zhang Yang, his failure was essentially set in stone.

The next forty-odd minutes of the second round made the result very clear.

Zhang Yang cast rod after rod, primarily targeting mid-water breams, and whenever the bite was high, he would sensibly adjust the bobber downwards.

When the fish weren't biting as much, Zhang Yang would diligently cast a few more rods, maintaining the fish density in the shoal, keeping up a fairly fast pace until the end of the second round!

"All anglers please note, there is one minute left until the end of the second round! All anglers please prepare in advance!

When the whistle sounds, no one is allowed to stand up, wait for the staff to tally the results!"

The loudspeaker, belonging to the event referee, sounded again. One-minute countdown, the second round came to a close!

While casting his rod, Zhang Yang glanced out of the corner of his eye at Xiao Hou, who had made a major error in the competition.

The guy was completely bewildered at this point. Vacant eyes, mechanical actions, the fighting spirit in his eyes before fishing had been completely worn away by a single fish.

Sixty seconds disappeared in the blink of an eye; after Zhang Yang caught another fish, the whistle sounded. Zhang Yang put down his fishing rod, raised his arms, and gave a stretch.

194 fish!

Nearly a hundred fewer than last round's float fishing.

However, Zhang Yang wasn't troubled; throughout his leisurely fish-catching in this round, he kept an eye on the fish-catching frequency of the other anglers in the group.

It could be said that the fish conditions in the second round were at least a grade worse than in the first, and in the final few minutes of the competition, almost everyone else from the group had completely lost their bites.

At this point, Xiao Hou, who had been played with the whole round, lifted his head with eyes somewhat lost.

"Teacher Zhang Yang, I'd like to ask you about a problem from the competition just held!"

"Oh? What problem, tell me?"

Zhang Yang was a little surprised to hear the other party asking him questions. This guy is rather interesting.

Zhang Yang did not have any prejudice regarding sharing normal fishing techniques and communication, remaining quite open.

Even when Liu Wenjun came not long ago to probe for information, Zhang Yang didn't lie to him. It's just that he didn't trust Zhang Yang and made a misjudgment, which can't be blamed on Zhang Yang.

"During the competition, I noticed you also started with the float fishing method, but why did you switch so quickly? I clearly saw you prepare a big bowl of float bait with light bran added?"

"Well, that question is simple; after casting for a while, I felt it wasn't working, so I adjusted the fishing method in time to stop the losses!" Zhang Yang shrugged and said casually.

"Is that all?"

"That's it, what did you think?" Zhang Yang said with a slight smile.

"But, I saw you switch methods and quickly started catching fish! Why is it that I cast scattering bait for so long and tried switching methods later on, but still had no effect?"

Zhang Yang shook his head after listening: "I don't know; maybe there's an issue with some aspect, like the bait or the minor additives! Or maybe you should consider whether there are any detailed effects on the fishing method aspect!"

Regarding the core of fishing techniques, Zhang Yang didn't respond directly but pointed towards the direction of the problem and didn't delve any deeper.

"Oh, thank you for clearing that up!" Xiao Hou scratched his head, and judging by his expression, it looked like he didn't quite process Zhang Yang's answer.

"A bad performance in one round, there are still more opportunities!

Not sure what you're thinking, I even said to your teacher that float fishing isn't quite effective! Teacher Liu didn't remind you?" Zhang Yang asked mischievously.

"Er...mentioned once, I didn't listen!" Xiao Hou's heart skipped a beat, almost speaking the truth.

"Still lacking experience, pay more attention to similar situations next time!"

"Got it!"

...

After chatting for a while, the staff responsible for counting the number of fish came again!

Still the same main referee from the last round taking charge, with others assisting in counting, the final fish count was quickly determined.

194 fish, not a tail off from what Zhang Yang counted himself.

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, your fishing is impressive!!" With the results out, the referee from the last round started getting chummy with Zhang Yang.

"Hehe, thanks to your influence!!"

Zhang Yang had an average impression of this referee, so he wasn't keen on interacting much.

But the referee thought differently, seeing Zhang Yang's comprehensive performance over two rounds, it was evident he had the initial capability to control all situations regarding target fish.

Don't let Zhang Yang's youth fool you; he's definitely a fishing expert! Building a good relationship proactively is certainly not a bad thing, as the circle developed slowly through the communication needs of these industry folks.

"Come on! Sign on the score sheet! A minor score again for the second round, your performance in both rounds is very impressive!"

The referee skipped over the regulations and rules part, directly mentioning Zhang Yang's performance status.

"Oh, sure!"

Zhang Yang didn't continue the small talk, signing his name on the record sheet.

Signing to confirm the results meant the second round was entirely completed; Zhang Yang quickly packed up his gear and hummed a little tune as he left the arena with his fishing gear in tow.

There were only two rounds in the morning; the afternoon competition would start at two-thirty, so there was plenty of time at noon, even allowing Zhang Yang to consider driving back to the hotel for a nap before returning!

Just as he exited the competition area, Zhou Chu was already waiting there.

Seeing Zhang Yang coming out, Zhou Chu's expression was a bit peculiar, momentarily stunned but soon returned to normal.

"Brother Zhou, how was your mixed fishing in the last round?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"Don't even mention it! Got fooled by Wang Yan, ended up busting the fishing!" Zhou Chu replied with a pout, his mood visibly downcast.

"What happened? It shouldn't have!"

In Zhang Yang's view, encountering such issues was quite unexpected for Zhou Chu, whose personality was known to be very steady and rarely encountered problems, whether in personal activities or work.

In fishing competitions of this level, it was almost impossible for Zhou Chu to make significant mistakes.

But humans are complex beings, with emotions going beyond simple logic, and many times things can spiral out of control.

"Added too much musk herbal wine, ruined the fishing spot!" Zhou Chu said, rather dejectedly.

"How much did you add? It shouldn't be, as the lab tests had high tolerance thresholds!"

"Not a whole lot, just over half a bottle, but in one go I tossed it all in! In the last round, my draw was right next to Liu Wenjun's apprentice, Duan Peng!"

"Darn!!" Hearing this, Zhang Yang was momentarily flabbergasted, almost jumping like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Zhang Yang had been situated next to Monkey, Liu Wenjun's apprentice.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Chu also got drawn next to one of Liu Wenjun's apprentices.

That's way too coincidental, isn't it?

"So, didn't win? About how many points can you get?" Zhang Yang continued to inquire.

"Beyond fifteen points! With a bit of bad luck, I might end up at the bottom." Old Zhou said in a low voice.

"It's indeed a bit grim! Let's keep fishing and see!" Yue Feng didn't respond further on this topic.

The topic was indeed quite heavy.

With eight rounds, using a minor score system, and divided into various fishing scenarios, this grand event preparation was aimed at unraveling all the participants' capabilities!

In other events, if one doesn't perform well in a round, there's always the next chance to improve! But in today's Fishing King Cup preliminaries, such things are strictly forbidden. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"My fishing spot was ruined, but he didn't gain anything either; I gave him a bit of passive interference!" Zhou Chu said with a very good attitude.