The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Its head has been completely deformed. It is no longer the round shape of an ordinary carp, but has become somewhat flat and wide. Its mouth is split at an extreme angle, and two thick whiskers, like fleshy tentacles, hang down from the corners of its mouth, with even fine barbs growing on them.

What's most terrifying is its eyes; they aren't the dull look a fish should have, but a dark red that's a mixture of violence and cruelty.

"A...a monster!"

"This is... a carp? You're kidding me, even the pigs I raise aren't as big as this!"

"How heavy must that be!"

The giant carp that was forcibly pulled out of the water was clearly also enraged.

It suddenly swung its head in mid-air, and two rows of fine but sharp, saw-like teeth were revealed in its open mouth!

"roar--!"

A deep, guttural roar, unlike anything a fish could produce, emanated from its throat.

It crashed heavily back into the water, and the resulting giant wave slammed directly onto the shore, drenching several slow-moving people.

"Still trying to run?"

Old Yan snorted coldly and exerted force on his wrist again.

The invisible hand underwater tightened suddenly, and the giant carp's struggles instantly became futile.

Old Yan began to move his feet slowly from side to side, guiding the giant underwater object back and forth.

For a time, the two sides were evenly matched.

Fatty Wang was stunned: "Grandpa, is that... the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique)?"

The recycling shop offers new fishing techniques that, when used in conjunction with fishing gear, can increase your success rate in catching fish.

The secret technique is a good thing, but the name it has is... strangely fitting.

It can be said that the only downside of this secret technique is its high price.

"Wow, grandpa, I knew you weren't your average grandpa. You're from Class Two."

Old Yan had no time to pay him any attention.

Others are walking around fish weighing tens of kilograms, but he's walking around a real river monster.

Although it was strenuous, he felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.

For true fishing enthusiasts, nothing excites them more than a big fish, and if there is one, it's two.

On the water's surface, a massive undercurrent was being dragged along, swaying left and right, creating wave after wave of waves. But no matter how it crashed, it could never break free from the seemingly thin fishing line.

"Holy crap...is this old man a god descended from heaven?"

"I've been fishing my whole life, but today I've truly seen something amazing!"

"Stop talking, I want to become your apprentice right now! Once I learn this move, will I still be afraid of the air force?"

Wang Pangzi stood next to Lao Yan, his heart pounding.

He looked at the enormous figure raging wildly in the water, then glanced at the figure beside him who wasn't particularly robust and was even somewhat hunched over.

At that moment, he felt that Old Yan's figure was even more majestic than the monster in the water.

After several rounds, the force of the giant underwater object clearly began to weaken.

Old Yan knew the time had come.

He stopped pulling left and right, then suddenly stopped, tensed his arm muscles, and began to pull the line back with force!

The giant carp was dragged toward the shore, bit by bit, irresistibly.

The underwater current drew closer, and the huge, boat-like outline became clearer and clearer.

The crowd unconsciously held their breath, all eyes fixed on the enormous creature that was about to be dragged ashore.

Nearly.

closer.

The grotesque, massive fish head with tentacles had already emerged from the water, its dark red eyes fixed intently on Old Yan on the shore.

Just when everyone thought the matter was settled and only the final cleanup was left, a strange gurgling sound came from the giant carp's throat.

The next second, it suddenly opened its huge, serrated mouth, not rushing into the water, but using its last bit of strength, like a cannonball fired, it charged straight toward Old Yan on the shore!

"Be careful!"

"Grandpa, get out of the way!"

A gasp rippled through the crowd, and several timid individuals closed their eyes, unable to bear witnessing the bloody and gruesome scene that was about to unfold.

The foul-smelling wind rushed towards us, carrying the dampness of the lake and the stench from the monster's mouth.

Wang Pangzi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to activate his wood-type runes, even if it was just to generate a few vines to block the attack.

But he was too late.

Or rather, Lao Yan didn't need his help at all.

Faced with a terrifying impact that could send a truck flying, Lao Yan merely shifted his body slightly to the side, avoiding the most fatal head-on collision.

His cloudy eyes reflected the rapidly enlarging, ferocious fish head, but he remained completely unmoved.

"Well done!"

"Secret technique, the fishing stick method!"

He jerked his wrist, which was holding the fishing rod, and the rod, which had been bent due to tension, straightened instantly.

Immediately afterwards, he shifted his feet and, surprisingly, overtook the opponent, turning the fishing rod in his hand into a long stick instead of a fishing rod!

Old Yan muttered something under his breath, but his hands moved so fast they left afterimages.

*Smack! Smack! Smack!*

The capricious bamboo whipped the big fish repeatedly, making it howl in pain.

The massive body lost its balance in mid-air and crashed heavily into the muddy shore, splashing up a cloud of mud.

Having succeeded in his first strike, Lao Yan did not stop.

He moved lightly, circling the giant carp that was rolling wildly on the ground. His fishing rod seemed to have eyes, targeting the weakest points on the carp.

For a moment, all that could be heard on the shore were the crisp "snap" sounds and the painful roars of the giant beast.

That seemingly fragile fishing rod was incredibly strong in Lao Yan's hands. Every time he pulled it out, it made a whooshing sound, and every time he dropped it, it left a clear white mark on its bronze scales.

The surrounding fishermen were all dumbfounded.

They usually treat their fishing rods, worth thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan, like precious treasures, afraid of even scratching or damaging them. But this old man in front of them is using his fishing rod like a stick, and even using it to whip this huge monster?

"I...I didn't see that wrong, did I? They won already? This weird fish is no good either."

"What kind of technique is this?"

"Wow, you're still going strong even in your old age!"

Fatty Wang was completely numb.

He looked at Old Yan's somewhat hunched yet unusually agile figure, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, finally managing to utter only one sentence.

"Sir... do you still take on apprentices? I'll kowtow to you!"

Old Yan ignored him completely and slapped him a dozen more times. Finally, the giant carp's struggles weakened, leaving only its massive body twitching weakly on the ground.

"Alright, come over and give me a hand. Help me pull it up a bit so it doesn't roll back into the water."

Old Yan reeled in his fishing rod and called out to Fatty Wang, who was still standing there in a daze.

"Okay! Alright!"

Wang Pangzi suddenly realized what was happening and rushed over.

With one grabbing the fish's gills and the other holding its tail, the two men used all their strength to drag the enormous creature from the water's edge to the dry, flat ground.

"Huff... Huff..."

After finishing all this, Lao Yan was also exhausted. He plopped down on a clean rock next to him, his chest heaving violently, and his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

That weathered face showed weariness, but even more so, an indescribable satisfaction.