Chapter 1021 The Power of Light-Speed Fish Response

Chapter 1021 The power of light-speed fish response

"Brother Feng, is this... ready to hit the frequency?"

"Damn it, are you crazy? Are you at this juncture? Are you still hitting the frequency? Other people in the pond don't seem to be fast!"

"It's indeed a bit radical, but I still believe in Brother Feng, he must have his own reasons for doing so!"

"Did he have a mouthful on the first shot, which gave him confidence? If this fish can catch the connecting rod, I will live broadcast and chop D!"

"Haha, brother upstairs, brother Feng has always been very steady in fishing, don't you think it's too big to play!"

"Already following the account, wait for the onlookers to chop D!"

...

The water friends don't believe that the fish will recover quickly, but Yue Feng really judges so.

I saw him take one shot after another, and when the float turned over normally, he lifted the rod and controlled the bait near the middle underwater layer.

It only took about five minutes, and there was an obvious reaction in the den with more than twenty shots back and forth.

The position of catching the bait is getting higher and higher, and the belly is frequently turned over when turning over, and when the pole is lifted, it hits the double tail!

This situation gave Yue Feng more confidence, and he completely changed his thinking to the state of fishing for raw fish,

The frequency is fast, there are many bait residues, the catch is rough, and you can lift it if you have a mouth, and you can’t rest assured if you can’t hit it.

Under the guidance of this offensive fishing idea, in less than 20 minutes, all fishermen in the pit discovered an exaggerated scene.

Yue Feng, who drew lots and sat at the position of the oxygen machine at the middle waist, actually started to connect the rods!

Genuine connecting rods, the ones that are not mixed with water at all, each rod has a movement when it floats into the water, and every time you lift the rod, you can catch fish, sometimes single-tailed, sometimes double-tailed, and the fish are better than those next door and opposite. Fishermen don't know how fast they are.

Seeing that Yue Feng's pumping frequency turned out to be interesting, many fishermen who hadn't given up on the game also followed suit.

At first, it was still the same as before, and the float occasionally turned over to the high position to give some small movements, but as the frequency increased, they found that the number of fish mouths had indeed increased.

The reason why no fish was caught in the front is not simply that the fish did not open their mouths, or that there were no fish in the nest, but that the fish layer appeared at a very high position.

In the last round, most people were fishing at the bottom, and ordinary people did not have the natural geographical advantage of a mid-waist oxygen pump. Once they missed a few small floating details, they would naturally lose a thousand miles.

Fishermen who can participate in the master competition have a far better understanding of fishing than ordinary people. After finding their way, everyone immediately began to adjust their fishing methods.

When the game lasted for a little over 30 minutes, the face-slapping scene appeared, and more than 70% of the fishing positions in the pond began to catch fish at a small peak, and it was obvious that the more adjusted the Early, the faster the fish mouth! The difference is very obvious.

Now, no one complains that the organizing committee has let the fish cheat their fathers. When the fish situation is not good, they can find excuses if they don’t eat and can’t catch them. , deserve it!

Besides, Yue Feng, the fish situation has been completely straightened out at this moment. The fishing is called smooth, and the fish will be caught when the float is turned over, and the fish will be caught when the pole is lifted. It means to stop.

This fishing was a full hour of game time, and when the whistle sounded for the end of the game, Yue Feng came back to his senses as if he suddenly woke up.

After doing fishing just now, with a high degree of concentration, I entered the state of being completely immersed again, and the time flow was fast.

"Hey, they used to say that Mr. Yue is good at fishing. I've learned it. Let's take a photo with me after the results are counted!" At this time, a young fisherman next to him grinned and greeted Yue Feng.

"Ah?" Yue Feng was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at the other party.

"My name is Chen Peng, from Quancheng! I just got the third level! Today is a good experience! You are really good at fishing! There is absolutely nothing wrong with you!" Chen Peng raised his thumb to Yue Feng, with a heartfelt expression of admiration.

Yue Feng smiled: "It's not that exaggerated! Comprehensive judgment, careful guessing, and bold verification! Fishing for fast fish may seem mysterious to ordinary fishermen, but in the Masters, it is the least technical!"

"Haha, you are right! But being able to catch fast fish and knowing when to catch fast fish are two different concepts! Learn from you!"

"Be polite, let's learn from each other!"

What Yue Feng said was not exaggerated at all. As long as he has undergone systematic competitive training, fast fish fishing is indeed a basic skill, and any master will not be too bad.

But blind fishing for fast fish and targeted fast fishing are problems of two different dimensions. Yue Feng made the most reasonable judgment with only a few strokes of effort. This kind of performance is something that Chen Peng is ashamed of .

A few minutes later, the staff came to count the results, and Yue Feng mentioned Yuhu, good guy, it was more than one hundred tails again by visual inspection!

Soon, the results were counted, and finally 136 fish were caught! This result is unprecedented in the environment of the sixth round of the Masters.

"Teacher Yue Feng, congratulations on your successful promotion!" When the referee signed the signature, he also thanked Yue Feng in advance.

Hearing the word promotion, Yue Feng was taken aback for a moment, then he reacted instantly and grinned: "Uh, after playing the current game, am I considered promoted to the second level?"

"Well, that's right! You got one point for this game, and you should get one point for all six games. You are the first place in the total points! According to the skipping rules of the King of Kings Masters, you have to add a level to your original rating. It was a quasi-level three before, but now it has directly become a quasi-level two and waits for the award!"

"Haha, good! Thank you, thank you!"

It is said that men will be young until they die, and Yue Feng is not exempt from it. Through his own efforts, he completed the first jump and was one step closer to the goal, which made Yue Feng feel very happy.

Soon, Chen Peng next door also finished counting the results, and missed the top eight, but he was not so depressed, asked Yue Feng to be friends on WeChat, and even took a photo together.

...

When Yue Feng finished his shot and came out of the competition area, Wang Xiaomin and his gang surrounded him with a whimper, and picked them up, making a gesture of making a nest in the pond.

"Stop! Stop everyone! The fish competition in the pond is still used! No entry into the water is allowed! You will be disqualified from the competition if you enter the water without a reason!"

At first, the referee's greeting was not very convincing, but when they heard that he was disqualified, everyone was stunned and put Yue Feng down resentfully.

Yue Feng's face was blushing from being held up, and subconsciously breathed out fragrance after he got up: "Fuck, you guys, take the bamboo shoots! I just got shortlisted, and you want to make a nest of me alive!"

"Hey hey hey!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahahaha"

Wang Xiaomin was the first to start laughing without holding back, and then a group of people laughed together.

Yue Feng curled his lips, annoyed and irritable: "Stop laughing, laughing! The pants are almost wet! Pack your things and go back to the hotel!"

"Come on, brother Laifeng, I'll carry the fishing box for you!"

"I'll get you the pole bag!"

"Damn it, the live broadcast room hasn't been broadcast yet, it's over, this episode will be turned into a ghost!"