Fishing Livestream-Chapter 54 Enemies on a Narrow Path

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54: Chapter 54: Enemies on a Narrow Path

54 -54: Enemies on a Narrow Path

The pit boss grabbed a cardboard box sealed with tape from inside the house, with a hole the size of a fist punched on top.

As he walked, he shook the box, and the rattling sound of objects rolling inside could be heard.

Yue Feng stood to one side and peered into the box, which was filled with ping pong balls.

Before long, they began drawing lots.

It wasn’t until the first angler showed the ping pong ball in his hand that Yue Feng could see that the balls had numbers written on them with black marker.

Those numbers represented the seat assignments.

After a few more people drew lots, Lei Lei’s name was called by the pit boss.

It was clear that several people had registered early.

Lei Lei grabbed three balls at once, drawing for his companions as well.

After recording the numbers, Lei Lei greeted Yue Feng casually and turned to carry his fishing box to his new spot.

The drawing proceeded quickly and was soon over.

Liu Fengnian drew number 22, Xiao Ma got number 31, and Wei Liang got number 5—none of them great, not near the middle nor the edges.

When it was Yue Feng’s turn to draw, there were only seven lots left in the box.

As the final person to draw, the pit boss took out the remaining lots for Yue Feng to pick at random.

All the spots in the middle and at the edges had already been drawn.

In theory, no one knew which of the remaining spots were good or bad, but Yue Feng saw that number 11 was still available and he grabbed it straightaway.

“I’ll take number 11; it’s closer, which makes moving the fishing box more convenient!” Yue Feng casually shouted, and his fishing spot was decided.

The reason Yue Feng chose number eleven wasn’t mainly for proximity—it was because number 11 was one of the few spots in the entire pit that didn’t have any grey areas to the left or right.

With none of the surrounding spots being grey, it implied that the fish density around was quite high, making the whole area essentially a Fast Fish Zone.

After the drawing, Yue Feng moved his fishing box over and began the preparations before starting to fish.

Fishing in Black Pit has many similarities to formal competitions, one being a sense of urgency not found in wild fishing—just before the start, there’s an involuntary acceleration of one’s heartbeat.

This adrenaline-fueled thrill is even more intense after catching fish, which is why fishing is so popular.

Having set up his gear, Yue Feng casually scooped a basin of water and placed it behind him, a trick he had learned from other anglers.

“Yo, what a coincidence, you’re here to fish too?” Just as he put down the basin, the person in spot number twelve greeted Yue Feng.

Yue Feng turned to look, and after a few glances, his heart sank slightly.

The thoroughly bundled-up angler next to him was none other than the same fellow angler he had met the last time they fished, Wang Jian.

Wang Jian’s wrapped-up appearance had prevented Yue Feng from recognizing him immediately, but Wang Jian had long since recognized Yue Feng.

Wang Jian had been nursing a grudge from the last time they fished at Qinglong Lake and was pleasantly surprised to run into Yue Feng at Black Pit, his spirits lifting instantly.

“Oh, I remember now.

We were fishing together at Qinglong Lake last time!” Yue Feng smacked his forehead, saying aloud.

“Heh, who did you come with?

You seem to have some skill; go easy when we start fishing, okay!” Wang Jian asked casually, trying to glean the information he was interested in.

“Me?

I came with a few fellow anglers from our area.

I haven’t tried Black Pit before, just here to gain some experience!” Yue Feng admitted truthfully.

Wang Jian’s heart leaped for joy, yet he kept a straight face: “Haven’t tried it before?

No problem, it’s quite similar to wild fishing.

You’ll get the hang of it after a few rounds!”

“Haha, just for fun!

Since we’re side by side and the spots are tight, if there’s anything I don’t do quite right, I hope you’ll be patient with me!” Yue Feng preemptively showered Wang Jian with compliments, preventing future grievances.

Despite Wang Jian being fully geared up to the point where his expression was not visible, Yue Feng’s Insight Skill was not for show.

Through the tone of voice and subtle body movements, he had already detected the veiled hostility from the other party.

“No worries, we’re all buddies here, just hanging out!”

His words sounded open and honest, but Wang Jian’s hands were far from idle,

as he greeted Yue Feng, he simultaneously took out half a pack of some unknown bait from his Fishing Box.

He brazenly poured it directly into the Bait Opening Bowl in front of Yue Feng, changing the water ratio of the bait mix that had already been prepared.

After learning Basic Bait Opening, Yue Feng had gained a rough understanding of the water ratio and condition of baits, yet when he saw that dry bait was added to an already prepared bait spot, it still puzzled him.

It was already enough, so why add more bait?

With such a question in mind, Yue Feng kept an eye on it out of the corner of his eye but did not get an answer right away.

At seven o’clock sharp, the pit boss called out in his harsh voice, and the competition began!

The pit allowed hand-thrown baiting, and as soon as the boss gave the signal, the sound of bait bombs entering the water reverberated throughout the fishing ground. freewёbnoνel.com

Every bait bomb, molded from Bait, was the size of a chicken egg at the smallest and as large as a fist at the largest, creating loud plops as they hit the water, leaving Yue Feng feeling both alarmed and amazed.

Compared to others, Wang Jian was much gentler.

He simply grabbed a large handful of Bait, then placed the Lead Skin at the center of the Bait, clenched it tight with his fingers, and firmly secured a large ball of Bait onto the Lead Skin.

After that, he gently pushed the rod forward, and the ball of Bait landed in the fishing spot.

A few seconds later, with an upward flick of the rod, the bait and the Lead Skin separated.

This method of baiting was called Lead Skin with Bait, which Liu Fengnian and others had mentioned during casual conversations.

It was the first time Yue Feng had seen the specific method in person.

Compared to the hand-thrown bait bomb technique, Lead Skin with Bait had many more advantages: the noise of entry was quieter, and the accuracy and concentration of the drop point were much better.

Liu Fengnian and his group all used this method of baiting, except when using long poles for carp fishing, where they would opt for hand-thrown baiting.

Although Yue Feng hadn’t tried it before, relying on his foundational casting Skill, he followed suit and gave it a try.

Except for the first cast that fell at his feet due to a poor grip, the rest went decently well, reaching his baiting spot.

Wang Jian, who was nearby, had been observing Yue Feng and noticed that Yue Feng’s baiting seemed proficient, which inadvertently raised Wang Jian’s opinion of him.

What Wang Jian did not know was that Yue Feng had just secretly learned this technique by watching him.

After seven or eight bait balls entered the water, the first phase of baiting before fishing could be deemed complete, and Yue Feng set down his rod to wait for the bait to take effect.

But while Yue Feng had stopped, Wang Jian had not.

After baiting several large balls, Wang Jian’s last-minute addition of dry powder before the competition came into play.

Wang Jian first used pure Insect Bait to make two round bait balls on the hook.

With a casual scoop from his fingers in the bait bowl, he lifted a semi-dry mound of bait into his left hand.

He then positioned the Insect Bait under the mound of bait, slightly closing his fingers, and the bait was set.

The odd-looking bait was released with a flick of the hand and also cast into the fishing spot.

As soon as this bait entered the water, it began to disperse instantly, turning the previously clear water surface turbid, forming a suspended trail of mist.