Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King

Chapter 819 - 555: Championship Showdown (Part 2)_2

Sun Yi was dead set on having a debate with Old Yu today. Once he caught the conversation, he began to digress, almost as if he wanted to exhaust Old Yu’s knowledge reserves. Before they knew it, he had already gone off-topic.

Yu Wensheng chuckled, "You, guy, are testing me in front of the live stream’s fishing friends? This won’t stump me because the anglers who performed well in the previous competitions have already given the answer!"

In the Competition Pond, the quick fishing situation, the application of the off-bottom fixed layer fishing method is very common. This method can be upgraded to catch to half water, or even higher water levels, depending on the feeding activity of the fish and the density of the nest!

On this basis, the thinkings of the anglers catching the fish are also different. Some people promptly catch steady bites, regardless of whether it’s a single or double catch.

The advantage of this is that even if they catch a single, they lift the rod, which seems to result in one less fish than a double catch, but the rod lifting frequency and fishing rhythm are invisibly accelerated.

Others, like Zhang Yang on the stage, have their own insights into appropriately letting go to catch doubles. It appears not that fast in frequency but can firmly control the rhythm of catching fish, resulting in a higher final catch!

Empty talk without actual fish situation support has no practical significance, and fishing friends won’t learn much from it.

Fish are alive, and the greatest charm of this competitive sport of fishing lies in the uncertainty of the fish situation. Just like that small detail of modifying the bait shape just now, didn’t it give Zhang Yang a one-fish advantage?"

After this lecture from Old Yu, Sun Yi was utterly stunned. Having thoroughly grasped the professional technique of competitive platform fishing, Yu Wensheng’s professionalism is definitely sufficient, once again proving himself in the live broadcast.

Sun Yi, "Oh, I can understand the principles, but I can’t integrate them into my own knowledge, it’s so frustrating! Let’s not dwell on this topic. Let’s continue watching the competition! The scores on the field are very tight..."

The fish counts on the field are indeed tight. From the beginning of catching fish, Zhang Yang and Huang Zheng’s sides have almost maintained a near-mirror state.

When Zhang Yang catches a fish, Huang Zheng follows with one. Sometimes when Zhang Yang occasionally captures a double, Huang Zheng immediately returns the favor in the next cast.

The first match is only fifteen minutes, and the rhythm is played very tightly. They go back and forth, with almost no discernible difference.

Zhang Yang’s one-fish advantage at the opening sometimes turns into two, and sometimes gets pulled back to one, with the growth of the fish count closely contested.

At this moment, Zhang Yang no longer bothers to observe Huang Zheng’s performance next door. He is highly focused on his fishing, as if in front of him, apart from a rod, a pond, and a group of fish, there is nothing else in the world.

This state continued until around the twelfth minute when the situation on the field slightly changed.

Very suddenly, Zhang Yang’s side saw a noticeable increase in the double catch rate.

Within three consecutive casts, six fish in total were caught in pairs, while Huang Zheng only caught four fish with three casts. Considering the initial one-fish lead, the score widened to 28:25, with Zhang Yang leading by three fish.

Hearing the referee behind confirming the fish’s validity and reporting the real-time catch results, Huang Zheng was slightly startled, his face slightly changed.

Clearly, the performance earlier was very good, with only a one-fish gap, and occasionally catching up because of Huang Zheng’s double catches.

But now, how did he suddenly fall so far behind?

Speaking of it, the technique is simple. Zhang Yang used this trick in the previous matches, a change of rhythm, a strategy similar to warm water boiling frogs.

The initial stage of competitive matches depends on basic skills to eliminate others.

The intermediate stage relies on the perception of fish conditions and the reasonable combination of bait to gain an advantage.

At the advanced stage, when anglers are in a showdown, they play with the guidance and control of match rhythm!

Zhang Yang maintained the rhythm of the match earlier, and in fact, the fish conditions in the nest had long begun to change with the continuous increase in baiting.

Zhang Yang continued to fish with the previous rhythm of catching bites and lifting rods, naturally staying in a standoff with Huang Zheng.

With a little more than two minutes left in the match, the fish in the nest had also accumulated to a relatively high density. Zhang Yang suddenly accelerated, utilizing his exceptionally stable technique of catching doubles to immediately widen the catch advantage.

Using the rhythm of the match to win over the opponent, Huang Zheng had also used this to deal with others in previous matches. This isn’t some profound technique, but using it requires very high recognition of fish conditions and the ability to take absolute psychological initiative.

Zhang Yang’s advantage with the first fish at the beginning allowed him to hold the initiative of the entire first match. In the situation where Huang Zheng bore the pressure of the opponent’s catch, making a fuss over the rhythm was naturally impossible. This is one of the reasons why both sides were trying to catch the first fish at the beginning.

Realizing something was wrong, Huang Zheng immediately understood what had happened just now, but when he thought about catching up, it was already too late. Even though he performed with almost no mistakes the entire time, when the match ended, the score remained at 35:33, trailing by two fish.

The ending whistle of the match sounded from the referee behind them. Zhang Yang put down his fishing rod and breathed a sigh of relief, while next door, Huang Zheng seemed to have suppressed an intense emotional turmoil in his heart forcefully.

He got up from his fishing spot, panting heavily, and didn’t even exchange pleasantries with Zhang Yang on the surface, with a livid face, he headed back to the anglers’ rest area.

Each match ends with a ten-minute rest and adjustment period. It could be seen that Zhang Yang’s perfect performance in the first match put considerable pressure on Huang Zheng.

In the live broadcast room, after the fish count was finalized, Sun Yi couldn’t help but say, "In the first match, Zhang Yang’s performance was a bit superior, especially with those last few casts of consecutive doubles quickly pulling apart the score. The fishing was excellent!"

Yu Wensheng nodded in agreement, "Zhang Yang’s control over the rhythm of the match was indeed very good! Apart from a blank shot with the very first fish at the start, Huang Zheng barely made any mistakes the rest of the time, but losing the advantage gave Zhang Yang the opportunity!

The technical statistics from this match have just come out; let’s take a look. The data doesn’t lie!"

Sun Yi waved his hand, "Next, please have the director bring up the data statistics!"

On the screen, the technical statistics data from this match for both anglers immediately appeared without reservation.

Rod casting times, number of blanks, hit rate, double catch rate, and other technical statistics appeared before everyone.

Zhang Yang and Huang Zheng’s data in the first few items were almost the same, except for this double catch rate, where the data shot up significantly due to the final few bursts, leaving Huang Zheng behind.

At this moment, Huang Zheng’s mentor, Deng Gang, was also watching the live broadcast on TV. Seeing his apprentice returning to the rest area with a different face after the first match’s loss, he immediately called.

"You fished the wrong way just now! Do you know where you went wrong?" Deng Gang skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the point regarding the matter.

"I made a mistake with the first missed shot fish, and I didn’t modify the bait ball while baiting, letting Zhang Yang take the lead!" Huang Zheng said, a bit dejectedly.

"Yes, but also no! The disparity was indeed with the bait, but it’s not as simple as modifying the bait! After this issue occurred, you immediately adjusted by modifying the bait on every rod, right?"

"Hmm! I noticed and immediately made adjustments!"

"The issue lies in this adjustment. Do you know what Zhang Yang did? During the lure stage earlier, modifying the bait was something Zhang Yang did every time, but five minutes into the fishing, he consciously abandoned that action!

Why? Because the density of the fish group in the nest had increased, and the fish’s bites became crisp. Modifying the bait would make the bait ball smaller, naturally reducing the overall bait amount a bit.

Unknowingly, the bait amount reduced, and naturally, the density of fish gathered in the spot would be affected. Coupled with Zhang Yang’s conscious suppression of the competition rhythm, you never realized until the final burst acceleration for double catch left you completely behind.

The loss to him seems to be a chain reaction stemming from the first fish at opening, but in reality, it’s the accumulated bait volume at the nest left after casting several dozen times in a match!"

"Damn..."

Upon hearing Mentor Deng Gang’s words, Huang Zheng was instantly awakened like a person from a dream, and he couldn’t help but curse, feeling utterly shattered.