Live Fishing Studio

Chapter 1028 Blood abuse of Leng Xiaojun

This rhythm can't keep up, it's not just that the rhythm of throwing the pole with fingers and returning the fish can't keep up with it, but that the number of fish caught is gradually pulled away by Yue Feng.

The same double hooks and cannons are used to catch the mouth of the nest, but Yue Feng's nest has accumulated fish that Leng Xiaojun gathered in the first half.

As for Leng Xiaojun's current fishing nest, Yue Feng intentionally ran fish to fry the nest three times in a row. The fish in the nest had run away clean and needed to gather fish again.

The fish situation is different, which is reflected in the fishing mouth. Two people throw the pole at the same time, and the bait is almost the same size as the loose gun bait. Slowing down a bit can also hit the double tail.

And what about Leng Xiaojun? The floating action was much less, and Yue Feng pulled seven fish away after five consecutive empty shots. The result of maintaining the whole first half was completely broken in less than three minutes in the second half.

In the ensuing battle, it is conceivable that Leng Xiaojun realized that there was a lack of nests and fish, and desperately pumped the frequency to gather fish, but how could it catch up with Yue Feng's ready-made and reality.

Waiting for Bian Yukou to come back, more than ten minutes have passed, how many fish have been caught by Yue Feng during this time?

A full 23 fish!

Not being able to catch up one step at a time, and not rushing every step of the way is the current embarrassing state! Leng Xiaojun, who is usually considered experienced in many battles, was completely defeated by Yue Feng's extreme fishing method that did not follow the routine, and he was powerless to recover.

In the last three minutes, Yue Feng already had the advantage of 27 fish in his hands. He glanced at Leng Xiaojun next door provocatively, and directly put the pole on the pole.

Don't say buddies bully you, I'll give you a chance to come back, and I'll stop fishing in three minutes!

If the previous routines and psychological games belong to the category of normal competitions, Yue Feng’s way of making garbage time is a bit heart-wrenching. I have used it once before, and the lethality is huge. This time against Leng Xiaojun, I did not expect Yue Feng Used it again.

Leng Xiaojun's face was livid at the moment, and he couldn't tell whether it was anger or nervousness.

Facing Yue Feng's provocation, he didn't say a word, and continued to draw his rod, scratching his mouth!

One fish after another, steadily chasing after the catch.

There are more fish mouths, and the efficiency of catching mouths has increased, but it has no meaning anymore.

27 fish, three minutes, even Yue Feng is helpless in the face of this situation, let alone Leng Xiaojun, who doesn't even have a theoretical chance of a comeback.

The last three minutes seemed extremely long, and seemed to pass very quickly. The whistle sounded for the end of the game, and Leng Xiaojun weakly put down the fishing rod in his hand.

After three minutes of hard work, only 11 fish were recovered, and there was still a gap of at least 15 fish!

lost! There is no way to recover!

Tsk tsk tsk, it's not that hard to talk about the brand of the Tianyuan team all day long, claiming that it is invincible in domestic Taiwan fishing circles!

If you lose in a team match, you can put the blame on your teammates. Now that you lost in a single 1v1pk, Captain Leng, do you have any good excuses? Listen, I have learned a lot!

Yue Feng was uncharacteristic of his usual generosity, and what he said was already full of thorns.

Leng Xiaojun glanced at Yue Feng: If you lose, you lose! There's nothing to say! Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs. When everyone loses, you don't have to be so embarrassing!

This principle seems to be true at first, but it is not a problem for ordinary people, but it is not applicable to Yue Feng.

Yue Feng curled his lips: Hahaha, I'm even more proud if I say that! It seems that I haven't lost yet in the competition!

If you lose, your master will be next! This time I will let you three minutes, and next time I meet Master Deng Gang Deng, with luck, I might let him five minutes! Don't worry, pay off the debts bit by bit!

Our Tianyuan has already sent you an apology for Wang Xiaomin's matter, you really don't need to mess around!

Hehe, you have the face to say that I'm messing around? Then I'm messing around! I'm defeated, what can you do to me?

You... Leng Xiaojun was so choked that he couldn't speak, his face turned red and blue, and he gasped as if he felt his throat was on fire.

Hello, Mr. Leng, please stand up and weigh yourself! At this time, the staff and the referee came over.

As for the report card, I'll sign it first. I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll go first!

Leng Xiaojun took the report card form involuntarily, wrote his name on the form that hadn't been filled in yet, no equipment, turned his head and stepped off the stage.

Seeing this scene, Yue Feng smiled and shook his head, the anger he had suppressed for a long time finally calmed down a bit.

The next result was naturally Yue Feng's one-hour lead of 97 catties of fish, which was 14.3 catties more than Leng Xiaojun's, a complete victory!

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After three round-robin matches, the rankings will be announced soon.

Yue Feng successfully advanced to the afternoon championship and Asian finals with a record of 9 points in all three games.

In the next group, the seasoned Deng Gang also won the last match, accumulating 9 points. Exactly the same as Yue Feng.

The moment the results came out, Wang Xiaomin and the others in the audience jumped up excitedly.

I did it, my captain really did it!

Accumulate points in chasing the national competition, be shortlisted, single cycle, step by step, and fulfill all the promises made in public before!

There is only more than three hours of lunch break left before the ultimate showdown in the afternoon!

After Yue Feng packed his equipment, he walked off the stage after a short walk. As soon as he walked out of the exit, his companion immediately took over the fishing box and pole bag. Everyone looked at Yue Feng with light in their eyes.

Brother Feng is too awesome! Leng Xiaojun left the stage with tears in his eyes!

That's the way to deal with him, let Leng Xiaojun taste what it's like to let the water go for three minutes!

The Champions League final will be in the afternoon. Do you have confidence in the last two games?

Yue Feng pursed his lips and smiled, and patted Wang Xiaomin on the shoulder directly: Young man, it's useless to talk to me! The game is over, eat obediently, go back to rest, and recharge your batteries for the afternoon fight!

Look, at the critical moment, Brother Feng is reserved! It's not like your style!

That's right, now you should hold two kitchen knives and chop from Nantianmen to the Jade Emperor's Hall! It's easy to handle! It's boring! Bo Keren's lines looked extraordinarily funny.

Yue Feng shook his head and said in a deep voice: Passed another level, let's go!

Everyone followed behind, a mighty group of people, and walked away.

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On the other side, Deng Gang, who had won the three rounds neatly, frowned subconsciously after seeing Yue Feng leave.

In Deng Gang's eyes, his apprentice Leng Xiaojun's mixed-breeding skills have reached an extremely high level. Even compared with Deng Gang himself, it is only a slight difference in temporary performance.

But in a competition of this level, the apprentice actually let Yue Feng break his mentality, even if he used a routine, it was enough to surprise Deng Gang.

At this juncture, it was Deng Gang who was under the most pressure. At this critical point in the game, I don't know how many people were staring at him. If he lost in the afternoon, it would be embarrassing!

Fortunately, I made some forward-looking arrangements for the game in the afternoon through the relationship I maintained before, maybe I can take advantage of it temporarily, and there are still variables about the outcome!

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