A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

"Instant explosion?" Wang Jian sat on the ground, his voice slightly unsteady.

Zhang Guolu's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his hands trembled slightly.

They had a breakout, but Zhang Dazhuang didn't, though the situation wasn't much better.

The 57-pound grass carp kept lunging forward, darting left and right.

Zhang Dazhuang gripped the reel with both hands, his feet firmly planted on the ground, his body leaning back to its limit as he painstakingly reeled in the line.

Veins bulged on his face, and his jaw was clenched; the force was simply too great.

His feet dug two furrows in the mud, and he lost control and fell into the water.

The water level was up to his thighs, and he was still being pulled into deeper water by the fish.

Even so, his hand never let go of the fishing rod; it was welded to it.

"help me!"

Zhang Dazhuang shouted.

Wang Jian was the first to react. He threw away the broken fishing rod in his hand, rushed into the water in a few steps, splashing water everywhere, and grabbed Zhang Dazhuang's belt.

"Dazhuang, let's work together!"

Wang Jian's feet were stuck in the mud, and he leaned back, holding onto Zhang Dazhuang tightly to prevent him from going any further.

Zhang Guolu also realized what was happening, jumped into the water from the other side, grabbed Zhang Dazhuang's arm, and the three of them formed a chain.

Chen Ming and Dai Jiangyang did not go into the water. One rushed to the shore, grabbed the landing net, and got ready, while the other took out his phone and started recording.

The battle in the water continues.

The combined strength of the three men stopped Zhang Dazhuang from moving forward, and the 57-pound bluefish sensed this resistance.

It swayed from side to side, its huge tail creating whirlpools underwater.

Each swing of the rod transmitted its force along the fishing line to the fishing rod, to Zhang Dazhuang's hand, and to Wang Jian and Zhang Guolu.

The three of them felt like they were in a tug-of-war with a bull.

"The line! The line is about to break!" Dai Jiangyang shouted at the top of his lungs from the shore.

Zhang Dazhuang looked down at the reel, his heart sinking.

The fishing line had already been pulled out more than halfway, and the spool was frantically pulling out line, making a "hissing" sound. It looked like it was about to reach the bottom.

Once the line in the spool is completely drained, either the line will break, or the fish will pull the person into the water, and then the line will break.

Zhang Dazhuang froze, then forcefully pressed his thumb against the thread cup to stop the thread from flowing.

This is an extremely risky move.

If the spool suddenly locks, the tension between the fishing line and the hook will instantly spike to its limit.

The entire fishing rod bent into an almost impossible arc, and the carbon fiber rod body made a "creaking" sound.

Accompanying this was a "buzzing" sound...

Zhang Dazhuang felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and his thumb was chafed painfully by the wick.

But he dared not relax, not even a little bit.

one second.

three seconds.

...

The fish stopped.

The pulling force disappeared, and the bluefish was pulled back one end.

"Reel in the line, reel in the line quickly..." Wang Jian shouted from the side.

Zhang Dazhuang frantically reeled in the fishing line, which was quickly pulled back in.

He could feel the fish was still struggling, but its strength was noticeably less than before.

The bluefish's first charge was blocked, and it exhausted most of its strength, entering a stalemate.

Yang Qi watched them fight from the shore, and he felt a strong urge to join in.

Is this the joy of a fisherman? Watching this makes me want to cast my line too...

The battle was far from over, and the big fish began its second attack about fifteen meters from the shore.

With each powerful thrust, the bluefish changed its strategy, plunging downwards suddenly, pausing, then plunging again, like driving a pile.

Each plunge caused the fishing rod to tremble violently, making Zhang Dazhuang's hand go numb.

"Stay steady, stay steady, hold the rod down! Let out some line to play the fish..." Zhang Guolu said.

Without him saying anything, Zhang Dazhuang knew what to do.

The grass carp made several attempts but failed to advance much further into the deeper water.

Time passed by, and after a fierce battle lasting about two hours, the three of them returned to the ground from the water.

Zhang Dazhuang alone was enough to fight back, and as the line was reeled in, ripples spread across the water.

A dark blue-green figure emerged from the water, with a broad back and a huge head.

"I saw it! I saw it!" Chen Ming said, holding up the net, his voice trembling.

Zhang Dazhuang's heart pounded, and his hands slowed down.

Knowing that you must not rush when you get to the final moment, is crucial. If the big fish makes a final desperate attempt, being impatient at this point can easily lead to failure.

He slowly pulled the fish towards the shallow water, reeling in the line in circles, very steadily.

The grass carp flicked its tail, creating a large splash that sprayed water all over the faces of the people on the shore.

At this moment, its struggles were clearly so weak and feeble.

The fish's head was pulled out of the water, its mouth opening and closing, the hook firmly caught on its upper jaw.

"Copy, copy it now!" Zhang Dazhuang roared.

Chen Ming couldn't wait any longer. He plunged the net into the water, scooped it up by the fish's head, and lifted it up.

The 57-pound grass carp was completely scooped into the net, its body writhing wildly inside.

"We're up! We're up!"

A cheer erupted from the shore.

Zhang Dazhuang collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. The water on his face was indistinguishable between river water and sweat.

My hands were shaking, my legs were shaking, every muscle in my body was trembling.

Wang Jian and Zhang Guolu were also exhausted, their pants were soaked with sweat, but they both had smiles on their faces.

Chen Ming lifted the landing net ashore, and the fish slapped their tails on the ground.

Dai Jiangyang held up his phone and recorded the key moments. He was even more excited than Zhang Dazhuang, the fisherman, when he saw the fish, and took several close-up photos of the big fish.

The five people surrounded the bluefish, extremely excited.

Yang Qi ran over from under the big tree, a smile on his face.

"My five brothers, how's it going? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Zhang Dazhuang, still sitting on the ground, waved his hand, not yet recovered.

Wang Jian laughed, his initial doubts completely gone: "Boss Yang, the fish in your reservoir are really fierce."

"The four of us exploded instantly; that fish must weigh over 200 pounds."

Yang Qi smiled and looked at the bluefish that had been placed on the shore.

Zhang Dazhuang stood up, looking disappointed. "It's a pity it's not the same one as yesterday."

"Come on, you!"

Facing his Versailles, Wang Jian kicked his shoe and laughed, "..."

"I'd believe you didn't snap your rod after catching that 200-pound one yesterday, but you should be grateful you managed to catch this one that's almost 60 pounds. Stop being so picky!"

"Exactly!" Zhang Guolu squatted down and gestured with his hands to show the width and length of the fish. "I've been fishing for so many years, and I've only ever caught a grass carp this big once in a while. Dazhuang, you're really lucky."

"The first pole was delivered."

……

The five of them chatted amongst themselves, and Yang Qi could clearly see the expressions on their faces.

Envy, resentment, and a restless look in their eyes.

Looking at Zhang Dazhuang's grass carp, and then recalling their own disastrous experience of breaking their fishing rods before even seeing a fish, a surge of energy rose within them.

Why was Da Zhuang able to catch it?

Why can't we?

If it doesn't work today, try tomorrow; if it doesn't work tomorrow, try the day after. There's bound to be a fish that's mine.

Once this idea takes root, it can't be eradicated.

Yang Qi knew perfectly well what was going on, but his face remained impassive as he smiled and asked, "Brother Zhang, do you want this fish back?"

"Go back to the egg, quick, take a picture of me, I want to fill a cup..."