Fishing Livestream

With the mindset of going all out in the first round, Yue Feng's bait preparation was extremely bold.

He used a foundational mix meant for mixed fishing, with a water ratio reduced to 1:0.3. After preparing, Yue Feng felt there was still a tiny bit of room to reduce further, so he grabbed a small handful of light bran to sprinkle over the bait to absorb the moisture, keeping the loose powder at the just right consistency for pinching onto hooks and casting lines.

Despite the low water ratio, the amount of additives was harsher than when he had opened the large bowl of bait earlier. He added two droppers full of musk herbal wine, not skimping on the main attacking flavors targeted at mixed carp fishing.

The bait mixture emitted a strong sweet aroma mixed with the scent of medicinal wine from three steps away.

After the final adjustments, Yue Feng took a small pinch with his hand and sniffed it, nodding with satisfaction.

"Damn, Yue Feng, Mr. Yue? Who are you trying to take down with this?"

As Yue Feng was sniffing the bait, an angler with a fishing box walked over and sat at the adjacent fishing spot, furrowing his brows at the strong-smelling bait next to Yue Feng.

Yue Feng glanced up; this guy had dark eyes and a square face, somewhat familiar but he couldn't recall the name. They had crossed paths a few times during previous competitions, and seemed to have a good relationship with Coach Niu.

"Hehe, drew the aerator spot, if the bait isn't fierce, I wouldn't be doing justice to this position! Are you sitting next to me, buddy?" Yue Feng waved his hand in greeting, speaking in a very calm tone.

"Yeah, feels like a good spot, didn't expect to be next to you! This might be tricky, go easy on me!"

Yue Feng: "Everyone's free to play to their own abilities! This time, leading a team in the competition, we must make it to the finals, I don't have a choice!"

"Eh, I've heard a bit about your club! Even though we're not in the same circle, I admire you standing up for your brothers like this. You're a real man! Good luck!" The angler next door gave Yue Feng a thumbs-up.

"Thanks!"

During the idle chat, Yue Feng took out a drone and turned on the live stream. With less than ten minutes before the competition started, all preparations were thoroughly completed, allowing time to chat with the fans for a bit!

Live stream title, Club League Finals First Round, Start!!

As soon as the live stream started, over a thousand hardcore fans who specially followed it flooded in.

"Is it starting, is it starting? Has the competition started? How's the fish situation?"

"Brother Feng is in Beijing? Let's meet up for a meal, I'm in Beijing too!"

"Is this the pre-competition preparation stage? How's the draw position? What's the first round project?"

Yue Feng cleared his throat: "Hello to all the brothers in the live stream, I'm Yue Feng! Currently, what you're seeing is the first round of the team weight race in the Club League!

My luck is not bad, I drew position number 13 in the mixed pit! Directly facing the aerator in the center! Besides me, three other members of our club, including Zhao Ran, have drawn for the mixed project, with only Ken drawn to position one for the target fish!"

"Wow, a five-person team competition, four of you drew the mixed project in the first round? I remember the rules say it's a team weight race, your team started with a lucky draw that no one can resist!"

"Incredible, incredible, don't mess with you, don't mess with you!"

"Is the finals process the same as that of the regional competition? Four members doing the mixed in the first round got a huge advantage!"

Yue Feng: "Haha, luck is indeed on our side! Plus, I also got the spot directly facing the aerator! Everyone, see, these are the fishing gears I've prepared for this round! Just go for it!"

While speaking, Yue Feng held up his fishing rod to show it in the camera.

Line thickness 2.0, subline 1.2, number ten gold sleeve hook, 9H+ fishing rod, the needle stopper of the fish guard is already in place.

"Whoa! Brother Feng is preparing to fly-kick for fish?"

"This...seems a bit too aggressive? Have you checked the fish situation?"

"Brother Feng must have his judgment, just go for it! We trust your ability!"

The viewers' concerns weren't unwarranted, but who was Yue Feng? This guy's got all the tricks,

when he prepared the bait, he had already scanned the fishing spot selection using the skill, and all he saw was bright green around the fishing position, especially the surroundings near the aerator were deep green, a fish gathering point, steady.

Yue Feng: "As for this question, the brother sitting next to me already asked, and my answer is if we don't fish like this, it wouldn't do justice to the aerator in front of us!

I am actually quite confident in the fish situation for the first round, just watch slowly, with a 90-minute competition time, the margin for error is enough, if it really doesn't fit, we'll adapt on the fly!!"

The idle chatter made time fly quickly, and soon the start signal for the competition was heard in the live stream.

The arena controller gave a loud command on the megaphone, all athletes were poised with their fishing rods, with numerous baits and lines swinging in the air before landing on the water and creating ripples.

Yue Feng pinched two large triangular loose powders with his double hooks, flicked his wrist, and precisely catapulted them into the hotspot in front.

Before the float had a chance to settle, Yue Feng flicked the rod tip to shake off the bait at the spot just below the water surface, quickly fetched the rod, and resumed with another cast!

The fish situation in the pit was excellent, less than a minute after starting, more than half the people had already caught their first fish, but Yue Feng hadn't even gotten a nibble yet.

You see, even the time for the float to stabilize was saved. Yue Feng's approach to fishing at the beginning bait luring stage squeezed every second out of the clock.

The result of high cast frequency with a large bait amount and flavor intensity was that within just few minutes, the loose powder was exhausted from his bait box. The next second, Yue Feng turned to bring the bait opening bowl closer, grabbed another box, and continued casting.

Within a few minutes, the second box of loose powder was also used up!

At this point, the central position of the hotspot in front of him was already teeming, with fish occasionally surfacing from the bottom to gasp before diving back down, seeming extremely active and frenzied.

Feeling the stock of fish in the hotspot was about enough, Yue Feng baited the upper hook with loose powder, the lower hook with a ragworm, and cast it into the hotspot.

The float had barely settled, not yet starting its descent when a bite came, and then the whole float leaned and was about to submerge.

Upon seeing this, Yue Feng raised the rod to set the hook, "Here we go!"

The force on the rod tip was decent, with one move, a carp weighing about a pound burst onto the water surface. With arm strength, it flew across an arc in the air and quickly landed in front.

Yue Feng used the tiger's mouth of his left hand to gently embrace, softly holding the subline to control the fish with the rod's arc, aligning the hook handle above the fish's mouth with the needle stopper, pressing it down.

"Here you go!"

With a plop, the large carp safely entered the guard without a bit of struggle.

At Yue Feng's current level, the technique of fly-kicking the carp is so refined that there's not a trace of drama in it.