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Chapter 213 - 213 213 The Eccentric Old Man Is Not Very Reliable

213: Chapter 213: The Eccentric Old Man Is Not Very Reliable 213: Chapter 213: The Eccentric Old Man Is Not Very Reliable “You’ve explained it so well!

I’ve learned another trick!

Many times, by the time I react, it’s already a tug-of-war, and the rod can’t be stuck into the water in time.

Next time there’s a similar situation, I can also try shaking the rod to see!”

“Learned another trick +1, I feel like every time Brother Feng goes live, he always teaches us some solid skills!”

Yue Feng added, “But when using the technique of sticking the inverted rod into the water or shaking the rod, you also need to have some sense in mind, give the fish a bit of slack!

With bites from obviously large fish like this, I like to count to three after the float goes under and then lift the rod.

This way, the hook sets deeper and is more likely to penetrate the tough part of the fish’s mouth!”

“If the hook isn’t set properly, or it’s set too shallowly, there’s also a big risk when you invert the rod or shake it.

The angle of contact between the hook and the fish’s mouth can change, and it’s easy to lose the hook—it’s pretty much like tug-of-war when hooks come loose easily.”

“666!”

“Talk about solid skills, it looks simple, but there are so many details!”

Yue Feng scratched his head, “Heh heh, bragging while catching fish, the Air Force talks sense.

While we’ve got a bite, let’s take the opportunity to boast, just for reference, okay!!”

They were chatting up a storm, when suddenly, out of nowhere, the balding old man lifted his rod to set the hook.

All you could hear was a whoosh, and Yue Feng was startled into an instinctive duck!

When others lift their rod to set the hook, at most you’d hear the whizzing of the line against the surface of the water, but with the old man, that clearly wasn’t the sound.

His rod was whooshing through the air because he was lifting it with both hands.

The old man had a lot of strength, and after the fish went under in a dead bite, it surfaced within mere seconds due to the tough pull.

The big fellow clutched the rod tightly and staggered backward with a force that bent the thick fiberglass rod into a frightening arc.

If there had been a platform to stand on, the rod might have been bent into a complete circle with both ends touching.

Only a fiberglass rod could display such exaggerated toughness and strength.

If it had been an ordinary carbon fishing rod, it likely would have broken into many sections.

The fish was violent pulled to the surface, but it had not exhausted all its energy.

After swimming forward a few strokes and the line slackening, it immediately dove down again.

The old man stepped back and exerted force again, trying to drag the fish up, but no matter how hard he tried, the rod reached its limit and couldn’t pull the fish out.

He stepped back a few more steps and tried the same technique again, but this time luck was not on his side.

With a thud, the hook came loose, and he nearly fell over while clutching the rod, stumbling a bit!

The fish had gotten away.

The old man spat on the ground and picked up the line to inspect the bottom hook.

The leader line hadn’t snapped, but the hook had been pried open by the brute force.

“Damn!

What kind of crappy hook is this, not sturdy at all!” the old man muttered under his breath, pulled out his phone, and dialed.

A few seconds later, he cursed at the phone without holding back.

Yue Feng paid close attention and caught bits and pieces of the ranting; it was mostly about having spent a lot on a hook that wasn’t up to snuff, which led to losing a big fish, along with a mix of profanities.

Initially, Yue Feng had only been concerned about the old man’s peculiar fishing skills, but now his opinion of the man’s character wasn’t very high either.

He subtly pursed his lips without saying anything and turned to look at the public channel.

“The old man is so cool!

It’s the first time I’ve seen this kind of fishing method!

Is there a feeling of ‘With the strength to lift mountains and a spirit that covers the world!!'”

“I have to say, the fiberglass rods are really tough and durable!

The tip and the handle were almost bent together just now, the fish got away, but the rod didn’t flinch a bit!”

“The old man is not only born to fish, he’s got a fiery temper too.

He hurled a string of curses over the phone; I bet the hook seller is on the verge of a breakdown!

These brutal methods of yanking the fish, no hook could withstand that!”

Yue Feng curled his lips, “Let’s just mind our own business and not judge others!

There should be some fish around the nest, let’s try again and see if we can catch one!”

With a shout, Yue Feng’s prodigal spoon once again started to sway, spooning feed intermittently, quietly waiting for the float to signal the fish taking the bait.

Effort never betrays the dedicated, within five minutes of the old man losing his fish, Yue Feng’s float plunged deeply, leaving just the tip visible, Clang!

Another bite, and it went under again!

Yue Feng stuck to the same strategy as he did with the first fish, counting one, two, three in his heart after the float went under, and then lifted the rod to set the hook!

The weight transmitted through the line and the rod was significant, but after hooking the fish, it didn’t try to flee, but rather remained stiffly in place, as if it’d been anchored to the ground.

A distinct plunge of the float signaled a big fish, and it definitely wasn’t snagged on the bottom.

Yue Feng, with his vast reservoir fishing experience, knew this was likely a big fish digging in!

According to Mr.

Zhang, this spot hadn’t been cleared of mud for many years, and once a fish burrows into the bottom mud, its resistance is no less significant than being snagged.

“Snagged?

Buried itself?

Judging from the bite just now, the fish couldn’t be that small!”

Yue Feng called out, “Slap the rod, I think it’s more likely buried itself!”

After saying this, Yue Feng bent the rod with one hand while slapping the rod’s shaft vigorously with the other.

Fish are very sensitive creatures in water; a noise that seems quiet to us can be piercingly loud to them.

The high-frequency vibrations and sound of slapping the rod can be quite stimulating to the fish.

After slapping for less than half a minute, Yue Feng felt the fish moving underwater, swimming steadily and unhurriedly towards the left.

If a big fish darts toward the center of the pond, the angler needs to keep the fish’s head directed back toward the edge.

If it darts along the edge, there are no such worries.

Apart from the old man on the south bank, the spots to the left were empty.

Black Pit was not a competitive match, so there was no rule against leading a fish out of someone else’s territory.

“Sir, pardon me!” Yue Feng called out politely, bowing with the rod.

If it were an ordinary angler, the response to someone catching a big fish nearby and asking for room would be to immediately reel in their own rod and wait for the other to pass before casting again.

Everyone playing in the same pit knows that the next cast could be their turn to need a little space from others.

Giving way where possible is a courtesy everyone is inclined to extend.

But the old man acted as if he didn’t hear, his eyelids drooping, glancing at Yue Feng and showing no intention of lifting his rod!

This was a bit awkward; since the other party wasn’t yielding, Yue Feng couldn’t simply watch his line get tangled with the other’s, so he tilted his rod to the right, trying to guide the fish to turn around.

However, the big fish didn’t heed the guidance.

The line was about to touch the tip of the other angler’s rod when he finally, very reluctantly, lifted his rod.

“Thank you very much!” Yue Feng thanked him, a bit insincerely, hurried through past the old man, and started leading the fish through the open space.