The force of the fish underwater was transmitted through the fishing gear to the tip of the rod, and the fishing rod instantly bent into a beautiful arc.
After hooking the fish, Zhang Yang immediately led the fish out of the nearby spot, then raised his arm, using the rod's waist power to control the fish.
Hitting accurately at close range, controlling the fish still had a certain degree of difficulty, but for Zhang Yang, this small difference was negligible.
In the first round of controlling the fish, Zhang Yang adjusted the position correctly, and after two rounds, the fish was brought to the surface, skimming the water as it was pulled in close.
Zhang Yang's method of netting the fish was still that straightforward and efficient old routine, holding the net in his left hand while keeping his right arm raised, bending the rod to exert force.
As he pulled the fish into the head of the net, his left foot lightly hooked under the net handle to assist the power of the left hand, and the net head was lifted and positioned on the mouth of the fish protector.
The right hand maintained the tense line state, while the left hand gently found the hook in the fish's mouth, pressed the hook shaft slightly, and the hook was removed.
Even after unhooking, the fish was not immediately put into the net protector, the double hook line was straightened to hold the Triangle Cannon, and the rod was accurately cast into the water again.
While waiting for the bobber to settle, Zhang Yang finally shook his wrist with the net head in hand, with a stylish wrist-flip action, and the fish obediently went into the fish protector!
Having caught the first fish, followed by the second, third, and fourth fish!
Everyone else was basically fishing at the five-meter-four distant spot, with only a few fishing close range. In this state, fishing raw fish at the close path was quite advantageous.
Zhang Yang could clearly feel that the fish gathered rapidly and intensively in the spot, and ten minutes of attracting fish was equivalent to half an hour of usual effort in a regular venue.
At this time, Ma Yuhua, who was constantly evaluating while occasionally observing Zhang Yang, felt full of disdain seeing this scene.
Is this what they call an angling expert?
His casting action wasn't even standard, not understanding basic fish-gathering, blindly catching fish after just a few random casts, and the spot wasn't properly managed before being emptied.
Seeing fish being caught now, but soon you'll revert to your form! Just wait!
Yet, while Ma Yuhua harbored contemptuous thoughts, reality was quite stubborn. The more he watched Zhang Yang, the sooner he started feeling something was off as the match went on!
Zhang Yang had already caught over ten fish from the close spot, yet the spot showed no sign of slowing, continuously receiving bites as soon as the bait hit bottom, with extraordinary efficiency.
Could it be that position number 25 was a natural fish congregation spot?
No way, I can't just keep waiting like this, or else the gap will become too wide to close!
Realizing there was a problem, Ma Yuhua slightly adjusted his baiting technique, switching from bowling ball bait to a classic water-drop shaped dough bait, casting into the spot to start catching fish.
After this prolonged period of continuous casting and gathering fish, Ma Yuhua was able to catch his first fish quickly from the dense fish in the spot.
By now, Zhang Yang had already protected his 11th fish.
Elsewhere, while Zhang Yang was holding his dominant position and had a promising outlook, across the pond, Wang Yan faced a new adversary.
Wang Yan drew a nine-number central oxygenation device, with the adjacent number ten assigned to Chen Xueqiang, who was cheating through changing fishing positions.
In terms of absolute skill, Chen Xueqiang may not match the experienced Ma Yuhua, but he had a quick mind, and after Wang Yan caught three fishes using the close-range technique, he noticed the situation.
With frequent catches at close range and the distant spot being slow, Chen Xueqiang decisively gave up the idea of continuing at the distant spot and instead mimicked Wang Yan's close-range fishing style.
Previously mentioned, fishing close range was generally not angler-friendly,
and as Chen Xueqiang followed suit trying close-range fishing, he failed to notice Wang Yan's steady rod positioning. After catching a few fish, he suddenly lost a fish, and the line tangled around the rod, turning into a mess. In a short time, disentangling seemed impossible.
Helplessly, Chen Xueqiang had to replace with a new line, swap the bobber and lead, make slight adjustments, and continue close-range fishing.
Soon after, another fish escaped, and again the line tangled!
Wang Yan noticed the guy next door, imitating him, tangled the line twice, so he paid more attention to controlling the power during close-range fishing. Gradually finding the feel of actual combat fish control, he became more adept.
With his advantage in position and technical suppression, he repeatedly caught fish, soon reaching a small climax of catches, with great potential for the future!
Switching back to Zhang Yang, after half an hour of fishing, he had already placed 17 fish in the protector.
After catching 17 fish consecutively, the activity in the close-range spot finally began to slow down.
Given that at the beginning the distant spot had already been set with a five-ball nest, Zhang Yang didn't stubbornly insist on fishing close range.
Getting 17 fish in such a short time had already secured a substantial advantage, and as long as he kept steady, riding out this fish-catching period, this match would be secured.
As neighboring anglers fished the distant spot, continued casting would deplete the bait in Zhang Yang's distant spot, potentially luring fish away.
At this point, it's evident it's still timely!
So, under Ma Yuhua's puzzled gaze, after not catching a fish with the last cast in the close spot, Zhang Yang immediately adjusted his strategy, shifting focus to the distant spot.
Using the signature double hook Triangle Cannon, once Zhang Yang switched to the proper distant spot, he went into a frenzied pace of high-frequency casting.
Fishing at the standard eight-tenth rod position, casting was much more comfortable than close-range, and Zhang Yang ramped up the frequency to the highest. Soon enough, the bobber started showing signs of activity.
If there were a camera underwater observing Zhang Yang's spot, one would see that due to the high-frequency casting, the eight-tenth rod position had turned completely cloudy.
Fish shoals gathered around neighbors' spots, but the number was not much, only slightly more than Yue Feng's, probably three to five fish more.
Under Zhang Yang's high-frequency bombing, the scattered bait attracted surrounding fish into his spot, increasing the fish density, gradually catching up and even surpassing neighboring anglers.
At this time, Ma Yuhua had only protected five fish, yet he controlled the fish-gathering rhythm well, maintaining a good balance between attracting fish to the spot and catching fish into the net protector.
If one were to highlight any technique of Ma Yuhua, his spot control skill was indeed superb, but only relatively speaking.
As Zhang Yang adjusted to the distant spot, a massive bombing followed, shattering the fragile balance in Ma Yuhua's spot, as the fish that should have been drawn into his spot all fell under Zhang Yang's bombardment.
Thus, in less than an hour of fishing, Ma Yuhua found that despite carefully managing the spot and maintaining the bait amount, the activity in the spot slowed down.
In contrast, after a burst of frequency, Zhang Yang began catching fish again!
Catching consecutively in the close spot, then switching to the distant spot, it wasn't long before catching fish consecutively again!
In Ma Yuhua's view, today's fishing conditions were bizarre, beyond his years of regular fishing experience!
It's as if two martial arts experts were battling, with one side having no errors yet inexplicably falling behind and quickly losing.
The defeated side never realizing the opponent was using an AK-47 while they had broad swords and spears. With such a technical and equipment disparity, winning would have been a miracle.