Surprises always come unexpectedly.
Just as Feng Ye finished tying the safety rope and picked up the landing net to catch some more sardines, one of the fishing rods started moving.
He turned his head and saw that the tip of the pole had been bent into an astonishing arc.
"Xiao Feng, you've caught a fish."
Qin Aijun also saw it and spoke up to remind him.
Upon hearing this, the others turned their heads to look curiously.
"I saw it."
Feng Ye calmly put down the landing net before stepping forward and asked, "None of you have ever caught a big fish before, have you?"
"No."
They all shook their heads.
"Then watch carefully how I fish. After you hook a fish, don't rush to take the rod off. First, test the strength of the fish's pull to be mentally prepared. Do it like I do."
As he spoke, he tugged at the fishing rod.
A tremendous force of resistance suddenly came from the fishing rod.
"If you feel you can handle it, you can take the rod off and stick it on the top of your belly to attack the fish. If you feel the force is too great, don't take the rod off for now. It's not too late to wait until it gets tired."
After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, pulled the fishing rod upwards with both hands, and quickly removed the rod before the fish could feel the pain, inserting it into the top of its belly.
Immediately, a tremendous force was transmitted from the fishing rod.
Despite being mentally prepared, he was still pulled and stumbled.
He quickly steadied himself and began playing the fish, while also giving instructions: "If the fish struggles fiercely, let out some line to let it dart around. Once you notice its struggle weakening, reel it in..."
In just a short while, the fishing line on the reel was pulled out more than a hundred meters.
"Fish get tired too, they need to rest, and their energy can't last forever. A fish's bursts of energy come in waves..."
As he was talking, he suddenly felt the force from the fishing rod begin to weaken, and he quickly said, "Now the fish's struggling strength has weakened. Look at the speed at which the reel comes out; isn't it not as fast as it was at the beginning?"
Song Jianguo looked at the reel: "It really is true. Just now, when the fishing line went out, I could hear a clear 'whoosh whoosh whoosh' sound as it cut through the air, but now I can hardly hear it at all."
The others nodded in agreement, seemingly lost in thought.
"This means that the big fish's burst is over, and you can reel in the line a little."
Feng Ye taught while simultaneously reeling in the wire.
The line had been reeled in less than ten meters when the fish, which hadn't yet appeared, got excited again and started pulling on the line and running away.
Back and forth they went, and a tug-of-war ensued.
Fortunately, the fishing rods from this brand are of good quality, and there was no problem with the rod breaking.
More than twenty minutes later, the big fish was still struggling, but its strength was not as great as before.
After several rounds of eruption, perhaps the fish were tired.
Feng Ye's arms were already a little sore.
"This fish should weigh around 300 pounds. Would you like to experience the power of this big fish?"
Since he was going to teach them, he had to let them try it out, which would also give him a chance to rest.
We didn't dare let them try before because they had no experience catching big fish, but now that the big fish has almost exhausted its strength, we don't have to worry about them not being able to hold on to it.
Is it really possible?
Song Jianguo was eager to try his hand and was about to step forward when Qin Aijun beat him to it.
Feng Ye took the fishing rod off his belly and stuck it into Qin Aijun's belly. He only let go after Qin Aijun had a firm grip, but his eyes were still constantly watching the direction in which the big fish escaped.
If a big fish tries to get under the yacht, he will immediately intervene; otherwise, the line will definitely be cut.
Qin Aijun gripped the fishing rod with both hands and lifted it up: "Holy crap, that's some strength! Is this fish really only 300 jin?"
Feng Ye smiled and said, "About the same, no more than four hundred catties."
"It feels like pulling a huge rock, so heavy, completely different from the amberjack I caught this morning."
"In the morning, it was trolling, with the yacht dragging the fish along, so the feeling was definitely different. Also, different types of fish have different bursts of power."
After a while, Song Jianguo couldn't resist any longer and stepped forward to grab the fishing rod: "I've tried it once and it's done. It's my turn."
Although Qin Aijun was still not satisfied, he did not keep it all to himself and handed the fishing rod to Song Jianguo.
Upon taking it in, Song Jianguo exclaimed in surprise, "This fish is incredibly strong!"
His strength was clearly greater than Qin Aijun's.
Qin Aijun could only keep the fishing line from being pulled out; he had no strength left to reel it in.
Song Jianguo, however, was able to crank the reel and slowly reel the line in.
Subsequently, Hao Aiguo and Yang Chenghu also tried it out.
"This force is not even as great as the one I just ran away from."
Yang Chenghe held the fishing rod in his hand, muttering to himself.
Feng Ye shook his head.
Perhaps the fish we just saw was much bigger, but can the situation be the same?
This fish has been played for so long and is already exhausted. How can its struggling strength compare to that of a fish that was full of energy when it first took the bait?
However, he did not argue.
Suddenly, he noticed that the fishing line had slackened and the rod tip was no longer bent, but had returned to a straight position.
This means that the fish swam towards the yacht.
"Give me the fishing rod..."
Feng Ye was about to reach for the fishing rod to reel in the line, to prevent a large fish from diving under the yacht.
Suddenly, a huge triangular dorsal fin appeared on the surface of the sea, followed by a large fish surfacing and swimming rapidly toward them with its long, sword-like upper jaw.
Feng Ye's eyes narrowed slightly: "This is... a swordfish, could this be the one that took the bait?"
Knowing the habits of swordfish, he quickly reminded everyone, just in case, "Be careful, don't gather together, keep some distance."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the swordfish arrived near the yacht.
Its speed was so fast that it covered more than a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, the swordfish leaped out of the water, its long upper jaw lunging at the people on the yacht.
"Get down quickly..."
Feng Ye was terrified and shouted loudly, while simultaneously making a dodging motion, lying directly on the deck.
Qin Aijun, Hao Aiguo, and Song Jianguo all reacted quickly.
Only Yang Chenghe, holding the fishing rod, stood there dumbfounded, seemingly stunned.
"Damn it..."
Feng Ye, who had just dodged the attack, turned around and saw this scene, and his heart sank.
If you get stabbed by the swordfish's upper jaw, even if you don't die, you'll be in serious trouble.
Even if he wanted to help, he was powerless to do so.
By the time he scrambled up from the deck and rushed over, it was probably too late. All he could do was shout, "Yang Chenghua, lie down!"
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