The Top Fishing
Chapter 434 - 208: The Competition Begins

Chapter 434: Chapter 208: The Competition Begins

After about seven or eight minutes of sailing, the yacht came to a halt. There were several dead trees half-exposed above the waterline, making them very easy to recognize.

Lin Yang also took a careful look at this fishing spot at that moment. As expected, the fish situation underwater was good. Vague shapes of numerous schools of fish could be seen swimming around, marking it as an excellent fishing point.

"Are there dead trees below here?" Wang Feng asked from the side.

"Yes, these are trees that grew when the water level was lower. Later, the rising water submerged them. That area is quite shallow, only about one and a half meters deep, and Big Mouth Bass often appear. You guys go ahead and pick any lure you like to try your luck," Lin Yang replied.

While speaking, Robert had already tied his lure and lifted his arm, casting it out very stylishly.

As a coach, his basic skills were naturally very solid. The lure flew out like a bird and landed with precision about half a meter away from the treetop, quickly sinking into the water.

After pausing for two to three seconds, Robert began reeling in, rhythmically twitching the tip of the rod to give the lure in the water a certain swimming action.

During this process, the others didn’t speak or cast, their full attention fixed on Robert’s movements, afraid to miss any detail.

It was evident that he was very familiar with the depth of the water and the fishing technique here, controlling the rhythm of reeling in very well.

The first cast yielded no catch, so Robert switched to another position and cast again.

After three consecutive casts, scouring the immediate area around the point, luck didn’t seem to be on his side with no signs of Big Mouth Bass preying.

Lin Yang picked a red-headed, silver-bodied, sinking pencil lure from his own box, tied it with practiced ease, and then whooshed a cast out.

His landing point was even more precise than Robert’s, the lure landing exactly in the middle of two tree branches, a blind spot that Robert had not covered in his several casts. Lin Yang judged that if there were fish below, the probability of them hiding here was higher.

Once the lure was in the water, Lin Yang began to sense the state of the lure. His previous sea fishing experience had taught him the subtle differences when a lure reached the bottom, which could now be put to use.

About four seconds later, the lure hit bottom. He flicked his wrist and, in combination with reeling in, made the lure perform its first swift, accelerating motion.

Beneath the water, the lure looked like a little fish that had accidentally entered an obstruction, slightly accelerating in an attempt to escape the impending danger.

At that moment, a dark shadow dashed out from its hiding place and pounced with a swoop.

The massive negative water pressure pulled the lure harshly toward it, and in an instant, the predatory fish swallowed it.

Lin Yang instantly felt a strong jerk at the tip of his rod, followed by a surge of great force.

With obstructions nearby, he dared not give slack; otherwise, the fish might dive into the objects and escape with the lure, so he immediately set the hook, the rod arcing as he successfully strike.

"Got one."

He called out and began reeling in, lifting the rod.

From beginning to end, Lin Yang’s performance was observed by Zhang Lin and Robert, but neither had expected him to catch a fish on his very first cast.

That was just too miraculous.

A moment later, a forty-centimeter long, greyish Big Mouth Bass was hauled up by him, starting off with a big success.

"So, this is the Big Mouth Bass, right?" Lin Yang stooped down, hooked the fish’s mouth with a gripper, and easily removed the hook.

Robert nodded and said, "Your prowess is beyond my expectation. I didn’t have the confidence to cast between those two branches, yet you nailed it on the first try."

"Haha, just good luck. Is this fish big enough to meet the standards?" Lin Yang examined his catch and asked.

Zhang Lin took out a ruler, measured the fish, and nodded, "It just passes the standard, counts as a valid fish."

"It doesn’t seem too hard," Lin Yang said nonchalantly as he released the fish back into the water.

"Err...." Zhang Lin didn’t know what to say.

Yue’er, sensing the slight shift in the mood, timely pulled Lin Yang aside, reminding him, "Brother Yang, keep it low-key."

Robert was not overly concerned with Lin Yang’s slight breach of etiquette; he spoke earnestly, "In fact, if one can achieve sufficient precision in casting and has a good understanding of the surroundings, catching Big Mouth Bass is not difficult; the allure of Big Mouth Bass competitions often lies in the improvement of skills rather than sheer luck. Experienced masters are bound to perform well."

"However, I would like to remind you that, aside from technique, the competitive effect among anglers is also a factor. You must understand that once the competition starts, everyone can fish at any point," he added.

Lin Yang’s face showed a modest smile as he nodded, "Mm-hm, I understand what you mean. Let’s try another point. This time we cast from different positions at the gunwale and the bow together."

"Sounds good," Robert agreed.

No wonder Lin Yang was so confident. With his fundamental skills at a clear advantage, other issues seemed insignificant. He could judge whether there were fish at a point with just a cursory glance, and precision casting was his forte; by all accounts, his chances of winning were substantial.

The captain drove the boat for less than a hundred meters and then stopped again.

There were no visible features here, but as Lin Yang scanned, he noticed a fishing-friendly spot near the southeast area.

Without a doubt, this was a structure point hidden underwater.

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