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Chapter 175 - 175 175 The Rogue Angler

175: Chapter 175: The Rogue Angler 175: Chapter 175: The Rogue Angler “Seems a bit effective, let me try again!” Yue Feng says after another full cast.

This time there was no action, bobbing the float didn’t work either, and Yue Feng’s hope that had just risen was dashed again.

Mystery person, “Try Full Flying Lead!

There must be fish ahead!”

Full Flying Lead is an advanced fishing technique for pond fishing, which Yue Feng doesn’t quite understand, but knows the approximate method, involving pushing the float up a bit, and then pushing the lead skin seat below the float.

At first glance, this method doesn’t seem to change much, but it significantly affects the actual fishing.

Using Full Flying Lead can extend the landing spot of the line diagonally and reach further areas.

After quickly adjusting, Yue Feng cast another line.

This time it was markedly noticeable; while the float was still slowly descending, he saw a splash and a sudden dip, a direct strike from above!

That’s the ticket!

Yue Feng calmly hooked the fish, slowly reeled it in and then safely landed it!

After two consecutive adjustments, this virtually confirmed the mystery person’s guess!

Finding the right approach, Yue Feng began to wildly cast using Full Flying Lead.

The Basic Casting skill is effective for conventional methods, but for Full Flying Lead, it was somewhat lacking, with the lead skin position too high, affecting the center of gravity of the overall line setup, making the rod feel light in hand, and causing the bait to scatter upon landing.

Despite various detailed issues, the flaws didn’t hide the merits.

After such adjustment, he began catching fish again!

“Holy shit, mystery guy is too incredible!

The fish really are ahead?”

“Ahead?

The position of the float on the surface seems closer!”

“The person above has given away some fishing skill details.

Full Flying Lead naturally positions the float closer.

The line is diagonal underwater!

The bait lands further away!”

Mystery person, “You found the issue, but make sure the doughballs particles stick together tighter.

Too loose and the feeding spot can easily move forward, affecting fishing at the rear!”

This issue is very tricky for an angler using ordinary doughballs and hard to control, but Yue Feng isn’t worried at all—he had learned to handle it when completing the Advanced Doughballs Fishing Method task.

Now, one could say that for the doughballs particles sticking on the outside of the rubber band, Yue Feng could control their dispersal through different hand techniques, achieving any desired state he wanted.

“I’ll give it a try!” Yue Feng responded and continued with his work.

After adjusting the fishing method, the effect was clear, and with another cast into the water, he got a bite again!

Now Teacher Bai and little Zhao couldn’t sit still any longer.

While others had a steady stream of bites on their live broadcast, they had stopped catching anything early on.

What were they to do?

Zhao Dezong was more resourceful, sneakily looking over for a while, and quickly figured out Yue Feng’s fishing method.

He began to imitate, pushing up the lead skin and trying to fly lead.

It was one thing to try it himself, but in between casting, he also sent a message to Teacher Bai.

“Full Flying Lead, the fish are ahead!”

With the technique adjusted, the bait landed ahead and began to get bites immediately, and soon Zhao Dezong had a fish on the line!

Seeing the effectiveness, Teacher Bai took an even more extreme approach, switching his ready-to-snag more rigid rod for a softer one.

With the rod changed, Teacher Bai didn’t even use flying lead; he just started fishing and he too started to catch fish.

A little while had passed when Yue Feng felt something was off—his float was much closer to the shore than Mr.

Bai’s, at least half a meter closer.

Even after he had pushed his float up, the difference shouldn’t be that much!

Yue Feng reset his float to the position marked by a bean on the mainline and cast his rod to check.

Now it was clear, the opponent wasn’t using a 4.5-meter rod at all—16 feet, 4.8 meters!

Under normal circumstances, in a densely populated pit like this one, a slightly longer or shorter rod wouldn’t matter much.

A 3.6-meter rod was good enough when they started.

But now, with the fish moving to the center of the pond, every extra centimeter meant an absolute advantage—Full Flying Lead is stronger than casting a full rod, and casting a full rod is stronger than casting eight-tenths of a rod!

It was just as the old saying goes, “An inch longer, an inch stronger!”

Little He’s fishing spot had a 4.5-meter rod limit.

The south and north shores were roughly 22 meters wide, with a rod limit rope stretched across the middle.

Regulars were usually well-behaved, and “honorable angling” rarely involved improper rods and lines.

Unexpectedly, Mr.

Bai, who seemed quite proper, had set up an improper rod without saying a word.

Having understood the situation, Yue Feng silently began to calculate in his mind.

His Full Flying Lead was 4.5 meters long, and even with his rod length matching the opponent’s 4.8 meters, there was a 60-centimeter difference in total length.

Full Flying Lead could cast a bit further, but certainly not by that much.

The opponent was currently fishing normally with a 4.8-meter rod.

Once he switched to Full Flying Lead, fishing would become even more difficult.

If they kept fishing this way for a while longer, the fish were sure to move inwards, and then the game would be over for everyone.

After quickly weighing the pros and cons, Yue Feng made up his mind.

“Hey, Mr.

Bai, did you grab the wrong rod by mistake?” Yue Feng called out stiffly.

Mr.

Bai was taken aback when he heard this, turned his head to glance at Yue Feng, and said, “Ah?

The fish aren’t biting fast, so I purposely switched to a softer rod!”

Mr.

Bai looked respectable, but he was cunning at heart.

Yue Feng had hinted at the problem subtly, but Mr.

Bai played dumb.

“It’s not about the softness of the rod.

The length isn’t right.

Your float is set more than half a meter further out than mine!

This way of fishing is not really proper, is it?”

“Big Cannon Pit, the stakes are high.

If the fish aren’t biting, what can you do?

Surely we can’t be the only ones fishing while you guys just watch!” Mr.

Bai had his own twisted logic.

While it was clearly improper, his words carried an odd air of righteousness that left people at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Yue Feng, although sometimes crafty, was generally straightforward in his dealings, including fishing, and he disdained overt manipulation.

Now, fishing side by side, when someone shamelessly switched to a longer rod, Yue Feng definitely couldn’t stand it.

“If that’s how you want to talk, then I might have to call the boss!” Yue Feng countered.

At that moment, Zhao Dezong, who had been silent until then, curled his lip and chimed in: “Come on, Yue, we’re all friends here.

Let’s just have fun together.

Why be so petty?

You’re catching fish too, aren’t you?”

“Exactly, we’ve paid to fish.

We can’t just give up.

Besides, aren’t you still catching fish yourself?” Supported by his companion, Mr.

Bai muttered another sentence.

Yue Feng frowned at Mr.

Bai: “It’s not just about me being petty.

There are rules to proper angling, so why should he be allowed to switch to a longer rod and cheat?

If the fishing spot moves forward, you can keep fishing with lead weights, then what about the rest of us?

I’m warning you—if you switch it back, I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything.

Otherwise, we’ll have a talk with the boss!”

In such situations, there were generally two solutions if a neighbor noticed: either switch rods yourself so no one is at a disadvantage or call the boss.

Not following the rules was definitely a losing battle with no room for discussion.

Seeing Yue Feng’s determination, Mr.

Bai could only reluctantly pack away his 4.8-meter rod.

But just putting away the rod didn’t put an end to the matter.

After switching out his rod and fiddling with it for a while, Mr.

Bai began to cast properly again, and his float’s landing spot was still much further out than Yue Feng’s.

Yue Feng, seeing this, was full of question marks.

What the hell?