Everyone can talk pretty, but the fish mood in the entire mixed breeding pond was far from optimistic.
Five minutes into the competition, not a single person had caught a fish! Even those in relatively good spots like the big side and the middle waist had no luck.
After more than ten attempts, Yue Feng had not seen a single effective movement of the float, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Damn it, they said at lunch that the fish bites were bad around two o'clock in the afternoon this season, and I was somewhat prepared for it, but I didn't expect the actual situation to be even worse than my worst expectations!
In an official competition with not a single bite, what to do?
The first round scored one point, but I can't just sit and wait for death this round.
After another cast with no bites, Yue Feng opened his fishing box and took out an even more extreme set of lines.
