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Chapter 190 - 190 190 Mobilizing a Large Force

190: Chapter 190: Mobilizing a Large Force 190: Chapter 190: Mobilizing a Large Force The next morning, Yue Feng got up early.

At five thirty, he opened the door and welcomed a group of early morning fishing clients.

At seven o’clock, Liu Fengnian drove to the shop with Qiangzi.

“It’s time to set off.

How’s the preparation?

Feeling confident?” Liu Fengnian had visited the fishing site twice while Yue Feng was practicing and had shared one of his own tips with Yue Feng as the last wave of motivation before the match.

Having mastered the intermediate casting rod, Yue Feng felt his chances of winning had greatly increased and confidently said, “Of course I’m confident!

Just watch me today!”

“Then let’s hit the road!”

“Okay!”

…

Yue Feng and Liu Fengnian drove their cars to the fishing site.

As soon as they entered, they noticed that today’s Competition Pond was a bit different from usual.

On a normal day, the pond, which often had few anglers, now hosted at least a dozen people chatting in small groups by the shore, and the small parking lot held at least seven or eight cars, including some high-end models.

It’s just a fish-tussle, why the big fuss?

Yue Feng pursed his lips, feeling that the situation was not as simple as he had anticipated.

The fish-tussle Bai Xu had arranged was indeed not simple.

After returning to Zhao Dezong’s shop, the news of Bai Xu’s challenge to Yue Feng had spread in a small circle.

Bai Xu was also an interesting fellow.

His main job was a teacher at a vocational school, and he loved fishing.

Early in his career, he had competed in tournaments, studied under Ma Yuhua, a well-known local fishing master in the city, and achieved quite a few awards.

Later, as it became too taxing and costly, he gradually moved away from competitions to fish in Black Pit lakes.

Speaking of Black Pit techniques, his skills were not low.

He excelled in various tricks, using rogue rods and lines so slickly.

He rarely failed in fishing, especially at steal-donkey sites; as long as he spotted an opportunity to cast the rod, he almost always landed the fish, truly a fish hawk.

All this aside, what Bai Xu was most proud of was his finely honed skill at catching small carp during his competitive days – he was known in the circle as a quick-shot!

When it came to Lure frequency, even the local fishing bosses might not match him, but no one could intimidate him when it came to small carp.

A few days ago, Zhou Tao had a fish tussle with Yue Feng and utterly lost face when his rod broke.

When Bai Xu learned of this while fishing for big guns, he had been brooding over some ideas.

Unexpectedly, he got entangled with Yue Feng, and his mindset completely collapsed, ending up worse off without gaining any advantage.

However, it was not without any gains; he picked a quarrel and challenged Yue Feng at the Competition Pond for small carp, and Yue Feng, oblivious to the danger, had agreed!

Now, all these people in the pond, apart from Lu Yong who was called in as a referee, were there to support and watch the excitement, all friends from Zhao Dezong’s shop.

After parking the car, Yue Feng took his gear from the trunk and entered the arena.

“Yo!

You’re here!

It’s getting late; I thought you might not dare to come!” Bai Xu called out from a distance, his smile more mocking than joyful.

Yue Feng glanced over at him, and it was clear that Bai Xu had arrived very early.

His fishing gear was already perfectly adjusted, and he had a fist-sized lump of bait covered with a slightly damp towel on his food box.

“It’s just a fish tussle, not a loss of acres of land.

What, scared I wouldn’t dare to come?

Hey, Brother Zhao and Teacher Zhou are here too.

Where’s Li Cungen?

Haven’t seen him around in the recent matches!” Yue Feng grinned, throwing back a bland taunt.

Yue Feng really left Bai Xu speechless with just one sentence.

With so many people watching the scene, Yue Feng greeted everyone but Zhao Dezong and Zhou Tao, and even asked where Li Cungen had gone.

Everyone knew about Li Cungen losing a bet and having to call someone “Daddy,”—it was like slapping someone right in the face!

Zhao Dezong exhaled a ring of smoke to cover his embarrassment and said, “Little Li had something come up and couldn’t make it!

The guys and I were hanging out at the store, heard you and Old Bai were having a fish-off, so we came to watch.

Don’t overthink it!”

“It’s fine, let them watch!

I don’t mind, anyone can watch!

You guys arrived a bit late.

I am going to prepare first, and we can chat later!” Yue Feng replied and then, carrying his fishing box, casually picked a spot on the southern bank to start his pre-fish-off preparations.

Seeing how confident Yue Feng was, a group of young guys next to Bai Xu began whispering to each other.

“Old Bai, are you sure about this?

I think this guy seems pretty confident!”

“Hmm, he might be young, but he has quite the temper, not an easy one to mess with!”

“Xiao Zhu, that’s a poorly asked question.

In W city’s fishing circles, when it comes to pinching small crucian carp, who has Old Bai ever feared?”

“I heard from Boss Ge that Yue Feng had been practicing at the Practice Pole Pond every afternoon for the past few days, not missing a single day!

Better be a bit more careful and not underestimate him!”

Bai Xu curled his lips and confidently said, “Doesn’t look like an eagle even with those claws!

Three days of practice isn’t enough for anything, just watch how I handle him later!”

The group kept chattering, while Yue Feng, on the opposite bank, ignored them entirely and patiently continued with his pre-competition preparation.

Having gotten familiar with tackles and bait in the last few days, Yue Feng set up two new tackle sets for fast and slow fish respectively and prepared two different baits targeting each.

He quickly finished preparing.

Throughout, Liu Fengnian quietly watched at his side.

Yue Feng’s pole practice results from the past few days were still hard to gauge, but his bait preparation was very systematic, and his preparations were thorough.

It was just uncertain how he would actually perform when fishing.

As the competition neared, Liu Fengnian softly reminded, “Bai Xu’s best at catching fast fish.

Today, with just you two fishing the whole pond, the fish are likely to be very active, so you need to keep up the pace and stay focused!

Absolutely do not let him dominate and throw you off your game; otherwise, you’ll stand no chance at all!”

Yue Feng nodded, “Okay, I remembered what you said!”

At that moment, Qiangzi sauntered around the pit and came back muttering under his breath, “Damn, Bai Xu is really arrogant, even boasting about using Gamma’s speed fight after losing by sticking his rod in the mud—the good rods in Zhao Dezong’s store are all ruined by these guys!”

“Isn’t your rod a prototype?

Fitting parts for it must be tough, right?

How about using my rod during the competition, just in case?” Mentioning the rod, Liu Fengnian remembered and asked again.

“It’s okay, I’ve gotten used to my own rod!” Yue Feng shook his head.

He didn’t know what he would do if the rod broke, but he didn’t feel like he would lose,

Since his opponent was good at catching fast fish, Yue Feng certainly couldn’t change rods now.

The Chengying twelve-foot 3H fishing rod he held weighed only about 40 grams, which could save him a lot of effort with its fast action.

“Well, it’s up to you then, just be careful later!”

Unnoticed, it was already past eight o’clock.

Lu Yong, who had been inside drinking tea with Boss Ge, walked out of the cabin.

“Shit!

Lu Yong is here too.

Is he coming to be a referee?” Seeing him, Liu Fengnian let out a rare curse.