Fishing Livestream

"Haha, I can't make that call, but I can promise you one thing: no matter when, regardless of our achievements, whether or not we place, our brothers will always have enough to drink at the table!" Zhao Zheng said with a cheerful smile.

Hu Yuejin waved his hand, "Forget it. We've already done our best, and it's not like we haven't lost before. We already lost one match to Tianyuan. I think Captain Xiao Han over there is psychologically prepared to lose to you guys as well. Just let it be. In the next match, you're going to face Tianyuan head-on, and if you win that, your Total Points will be secured! Keep it up!"

"Thanks for your good wishes!"

...

The final results of this match didn't turn any waves. Here, at Yuefeng Fishing Tackle, the total catch was 147 fish, while Hua Clan only had 121, a whole 26 fish behind.

In the second round of the semi-finals, the Yuefeng team clinched another victory, winning both battles, and earning six Points!

After signing off on the results, Zhao Zheng strolled down.

Yue Feng repeated the analysis he had briefly mentioned to the team before, adding more details. Everyone gradually started looking forward to the fish situation in the upcoming third match.

Just after the second match ended, the staff on the fish truck used a large frame to repeat their old trick, adding another 200 pounds of fish to the competition pond right in front of everyone.

Throughout the entire process of releasing the fish, Yue Feng's attention was intensely focused. Observing the release of the fish, Yue Feng noticed that the most visually striking yellow carp were few, and the majority had the noticeable features of Silver Crucian Carp.

No doubt, even with Yue Feng's understanding of the previous fish and his grasp of the concepts Master Cong used for fish dynamics, it was clear these Silver Crucian Carp were definitely slippery-mouthed, or lightly slippery-mouthed.

With just over ten minutes before the third match, Yue Feng said, "I estimate that once the density of slippery fish reaches a certain level, a qualitative change will happen!

This time, rearrange the lineup a bit. Zhao Zheng, you start. Xue Kai, go second. I'll take the third, Zhao Ran, fourth, and Wang Zhen will finish!

If the slippery fish situation I mentioned occurs in the early stages, be a little more steady, focus on drawing fish and managing the hot spot. If possible, even if you have to forego some pulls, draw the whole school over!

I don't just want to make Tianyuan lose this match, but lose embarrassingly! Do you all have confidence?"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Alright, re-prepare the Loose Powder, remember the tactical approach I've set, and go for it! Don't let them breathe!"

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A few minutes later, the third match began with the lot drawing. After the previous matches, the club matchups were already determined; now it was a matter of drawing the fishing positions.

This time they weren't as lucky as in the previous two rounds. Zhao Zheng drew position number three, which was directly opposite his original position.

The fishing spot was set, and the lineup order was submitted. Soon, the athletes started entering, and the competition entered its preparation waiting phase.

Zhao Zheng sat back at his fishing position, meticulously arranging all the equipment within convenient reach behind him. He then looked straight ahead, not as lively as usual, looking around.

The reason was simple—the first to take the stage next door was Tianyuan's captain, Leng Xiaojun.

In a previous match, Leng Xiaojun sent the famous Xiao Dong at the front; as a result, he inadvertently got outplayed. This time, as Tianyuan faced the Yuefeng team, both teams held undefeated records in two matches. Who would win the final championship depended on this round, so Leng Xiaojun didn't dare make any mistakes, especially at this crucial juncture.

Seeing Zhao Zheng looking like he didn't want to talk, Leng Xiaojun squinted slightly, his mind spinning briefly, and then he proactively said, "What's the matter, not interested in me? Seeing that I'm starting, you don't even want to greet?"

Zhao Zheng pursed his lips, "You're right! Different paths, no need to compromise. Since we stand on different sides, don't force it! Otherwise, you'll be uncomfortable, and so will I!

Let's play a game now. Young anglers often play this conversational game with seasoned veterans. This game is called 'whoever talks is a puppy!' You're not Ming Xiaodong; I didn't expect to win against you with tricks! Let's skip those tricks and save some energy!"

Even throwing in 'whoever talks is a puppy,' left Leng Xiaojun slightly dumbfounded. With the original plan invalidated, he had no choice but to give up!

Seeing Leng Xiaojun fall silent, Zhao Zheng conducted a final check on the prepared bait, Loose Powder, and the spare leaders behind him. After confirming everything, he got ready again.

Three minutes later, a staff member gave the command, and the final match of the semi-finals officially began!

At the sound of the whistle, Gong Zheng immediately threw in two fist-sized Big Wet Scatter balls, followed by concentrated bait casting, swinging his arms wide.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't just Gong Zheng doing this, but Leng Xiaojun beside him had the same fishing strategy as Gong Zheng.

A segment only lasted fifteen minutes, yet neither of them seemed to care about the time spent on the field, completely mirroring each other in setting traps, setting traps, and setting traps again!

Those familiar with the semi-final crucial match knew what was happening. Those who didn't might have thought they were just starting out at Black Big Pit.

Seeing the same maneuver directly across, Zhao Zheng's mindset instantly calmed. A dignified captain playing this simple nest-building game with him, Zhao Zheng didn't feel disadvantaged at all!

His own captain hadn't even got on the field yet; from a roster standpoint, they were in a clear advantage.

Since it's a stalemate, let's keep fighting until someone stops. Nothing to lose anyway!

Fishing continued until the seventh minute when Leng Xiaojun couldn't hold out any longer and stopped trap building first.

He pinched two yellow bean-sized bait balls with a double hook and cast them straight into the center of the nest.

Seeing Leng Xiaojun change his fishing method, Zhao Zheng didn't rush either; he casually pinched two big triangles and secretly opened a new nest at a farther point.

Such tricks might fool ordinary opponents but were impossible to deceive Leng Xiaojun. He glanced over and just smirked, completely unfazed, holding the rod for a gentle lift, confirmed the lack of bites, then immediately re-baited his line.

As the Yuefeng team strategized against Tianyuan, the pairing of Hua Clan and Zhongsheng was relatively stable, with each side catching around four to five fish, the bites weren't fast but had some strength!

Seeing the opponents landing fish, Zhao Zheng also pinched small bait and patiently waited.

Slippery fish aren't pure fresh fish; without a certain school size, they perceive Loose Powder bait scattering as a threat or are wary. They might circle outside the nest and only slowly approach when the mist gradually settles after a few minutes.

This tranquility continued until the competition reached the tenth minute, breaking the deadlock as Zhao Zheng's random cast near the nest unexpectedly got a rather standard bite, and he caught fish!

Shortly afterward, Leng Xiaojun also started casting near the nest, quickly getting a catch too!

This well-fought match resulted in both sides only catching fish at the tenth minute, demonstrating the psychological tactics at play were vividly clear.