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Chapter 412 - 412 401 Shameless

412: Chapter 401 Shameless 412: Chapter 401 Shameless For target fish tail count competitions, there is such a thing as a tie, but in mixed-species competitions, it’s the weight that counts, with two decimal places retained.

Unless both anglers blank, the probability of a tie is virtually zero.

“Mixed-species pit?” When Yue Feng heard this suggestion, he turned his head to glance at Instructor Yang since Instructor Yang had always refused to open up the mixed-species pit for the students to use.

Yang Wenjian seemed to enjoy the excitement and didn’t mind stirring things up, “It’s up to you guys, I have no objections if you both agree!

The reason why the mixed-species pit has been off-limits is that we just stocked a batch of new fish there half a month ago.

The plan was to start using it after everyone finished the basic skills training courses.

If you two are up for a fish-off, then fishing there for a round wouldn’t be an issue!”

With Instructor Yang’s approval, Yue Feng nodded, “Then let’s have another bout in the mixed-species pit to determine the winner!”

At this moment, Han Luofeng asked, “Newly stocked fish?

How many pounds, what size?”

This was crucial information, and Yue Feng also stopped what he was doing.

Yang Wenjian smiled and pressed his lips together, “Since it’s a fish-off, naturally you need to explore the fish situation on your own!

This is fair for both of you!

I won’t disclose anything here!

It’s up to you to figure it out, make your judgments, and take responsibility!”

Seeing that Instructor Yang kept his lips sealed, Yue Feng shrugged indifferently and, after quickly rinsing his food container and packing up his gear, he headed straight for the mixed-species pit nearby.

As Yue Feng walked, his mind raced with rapid calculations.

In a typical mixed-species pit, the fish situation is usually composed of a portion of small crucian carp, a portion of large crucian carp, then a larger proportion of medium-sized carp, and a small number of big carps or other large fish such as grass carp.

In the target fish crucian carp pit, the focus is on testing basic skills, but in a mixed-species pit, the emphasis is different.

Judging the fish situation, the density of different biting fish species, etc., can all affect the adjustment of the fishing approach and consequently influence the final catch.

Whether to target large or small fish is a matter of choice.

Based on this consideration, Yue Feng quickly made a double-insurance choice for himself.

Knowing that there were new fish, Loose Bait was a must.

Carp are difficult to make float, so unlike Floating Fishing, where bait explodes on contact with water, preparing a half-dry Loose Bait mixture was essential.

Not knowing the size and density of the fish, traditional ragworm bait was also a must.

Beyond that, it was necessary to prepare a portion of Soft Sticky Bait, even stickier than the traditional ragworm bait, just in case the fish didn’t bite the Loose Bait, which could then be used with Doughballs.

After these initial considerations, the next factor was the inclusion of “spices” in the bait.

In the crucian carp pits, when the fish were crazy, they were very receptive to strong flavors, but in the mixed-species pit, Yue Feng didn’t dare to take such a risk straight away; however, adding more Musk Wine could hardly have an adverse effect.

In this aspect of “spices,” Yue Feng had the upper hand.

Having considered the bait in detail, the selection of rods and line groups also needed to be evaluated.

Yue Feng’s choice was simple: a 9h+ rod for Fly Kicking and a 5h rod for slow fish—fast or slow, he wouldn’t miss a beat!

As for the preparations for trolling with different line groups, they go without saying.

Preparing extensively for a fish-off with Han Luofeng could never be overdone.

Once he’d made up his mind, Yue Feng began prepping without further ado, and Han Luofeng, without much discussion, did the same.

Facing off against Han Luofeng, every cell in Yue Feng’s body was activated.

The feeling of sparring with an expert was incredibly exhilarating, as if every single cell was subtly vibrating.

This feeling had a positive effect, putting Yue Feng in a very sharp competitive state, unlike any he had felt in a fish-off before.

After roughly fifteen minutes, both had completed their preparations.

“Ready?

I’ll let you choose first, and I’ll take the spot next to you,” Yue Feng spoke up first.

Hearing Yue Feng’s somewhat boastful remark, Han Luofeng squinted his charming eyes and, with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, replied, “Then I won’t hold back!”

Han Luofeng shamelessly placed his Fishing Box directly opposite the position of the oxygen machine at mid-waist level.

Seeing this behavior, Yue Feng’s jaw dropped in shock!

What happened to being a decent person?

Could he not see how generously he himself had chosen a fishing spot in the first round?

After all, he’s the club captain; has he no shame left?

It’s true that Han Luofeng is usually very proud, but he is not an obstinate man.

After participating in countless competitions, big and small, each year, his mindset has become exceptionally well-rounded.

Although the last round seemed like a draw, Han Luofeng remembered it well; the two fish Yue Feng caught at the buzzer were half a second late and didn’t count as a score.

If they really got down to the nitty-gritty, Han Luofeng had the slight edge.

Shame?

If you want shame, why would you even play Taiwan Fishing?

Victory is the only thing that matters when you’re not breaking the rules.

Everything else—so-called dignity, so-called morality—is worthless!

Murmurs from the spectators began to circulate, clearly dissatisfied with Han Luofeng’s conduct, but no one, including Instructor Yang, said a word.

Yue Feng had declared it himself in front of everyone; it wasn’t against the rules!

If there was anyone to blame it would be himself.

Who asked you to show off!

Swallowing the bitter pill in silence, Yue Feng felt quite uncomfortable inside.

He was still young, and his skin wasn’t as thick as the other’s.

Now that things had come to this, there was nothing else to do but accept the situation.

Yue Feng picked up his Fishing Box and sat down to the right of Han Luofeng.

The rules for the mixed-culture competition were simple: one hour, the pole’s maximum length limited to 4.5 meters!

It was a weight competition, and all fish from every fish pit counted as valid!

After all preparations were completed, Instructor Yang gave the signal, and the fishing continued!

Yue Feng and Han Luofeng both mirrored each other as they once again made two Doughballs and cast them into the water, starting to fish!

Fishing in mixed culture was not the same as fishing for small crucian carp.

Both of their fishing strategies were clear—they weren’t in a hurry to work the bait, but first to get a feel for the general fish activity.

Ragworm was the safest strategy; it worked for all sizes and could be used for any fish situation, eliminating the chance of the backlash that can come with improper use of Loose Powder!

Every twenty seconds, Yue Feng cast three consecutive poles of Doughballs.

After three casts, he felt that something was not quite right!

There were no bites!

The two were fishing an entire Practice Pole Pond; there should have been bites.

Could it be the weather?

Yue Feng’s mind went back to high-speed thinking, his gaze fixed firmly on the float, trying to discern any slight motions.

However, after five more consecutive casts, the result was the same.

There weren’t just no biting motions; there wasn’t even any sign of fish swimming around the bait area.

Something was off, very off.

There were simply no fish!

Yue Feng’s judgment was spot on; there really were no fish around the bait area.

More precisely, the density of fish throughout the pond was incredibly low!

Instructor Yang had lied to them!

The reason they didn’t let the students fish in the mixed-culture pits wasn’t that they had just stocked new fish, but because they had just cleaned the pond a while ago.

They had used a tight-netting seine and netted for half an afternoon, removing over seventy percent of the old fish, leaving mostly old, crafty survivors who had weathered many battles.

According to the plan, a new batch of fish was supposed to be stocked after the basic skills training course was completed, and they hadn’t been stocked yet.