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[147] I am a fishing master, I have a showdown!

Under everyone's gaze, Qin Luo slipped the hooked fish into the water for two full minutes.

This was not because he deliberately titillated people's appetites, but because the experience brought by a master's fishing proficiency told him that with the fishing rod and fishing line in his hand, if he pulled the fish violently, he would probably not be able to withstand it.

A big fish like this can only be pulled out by pulling it until it is exhausted.

This is the process of a man competing with a fish for patience and physical strength.

Fortunately, Qin Luo has pretty good abilities in both areas.

There was an enthusiastic fishing man next to me who even brought a big net to help catch the fish.

Soon, when the whole fish surfaced, the crowd was amazed for a while.

This is a large grass carp nearly half a meter long. Judging from the size alone, it weighs at least five or six pounds!

There are no other twists and turns in the process of catching fish.

With the help of the enthusiastic brother next to me, the big fish successfully landed!

There were also enthusiastic cheers in the live broadcast room.

“Damn, the anchor is awesome!”

"Big fish, such a big fish!"

"Damn it, I've been fishing for several years and I've never caught such a big fish!"

"This fish looks so delicious. It will be especially delicious when braised in braised pork!"

"What kind of cult is braised in braised pork? You're making pickled fish!"

"You are all wrong. Wouldn't it be nice to stew the head of this fish whole and then make the fish into pieces?"

"You all started to study how to eat? Now I am very curious about the thoughts of the county fishing champion who made a bet with the anchor. I want to ask for the psychological shadow of the other person, anchor!"

"Laugh to death, grab the bamboo shoots."

The live broadcast room was noisy, and barrages and rewards were flying.

Most of the audience has now entered Qin Luo's perspective.

A master at fishing, right?

It really makes me laugh to death!

The fishing guys nearby were also amazed at this moment.

They really didn't expect that a little-known young man would have such awesome fishing skills.

Yes, technology.

At this time, few people think that Qin Luo's ability to catch fish depends on luck.

Such a big fish depends on luck?

Then whether it can be pulled up and disconnected is a question!

Qin Luo's proficiency in pulling the rod and slipping fish just now is still unclear to these fishing guys who have been hanging around the water all year round?

He is definitely a master among masters, and his fishing skills are really solid!

"It's over. I'm afraid Xiao Zhang kicked the iron plate this time, right? This young man's fishing skills are much better than ours."

"The technique just now is better than those of us who have been fishing for decades. Did you see that when this young man was fishing just now, he was completely at ease with just this fishing rod and fishing line in his hand?

, it doesn’t mean to break it off at all, this is not something ordinary people can do!”

"Zhang Qiuming, he was lucky enough to win the championship in our county last time and started playing harp all day long. I don't see how he can play harp again after this competition."

"But I'm still very surprised. How did this young man find fish? He didn't make a nest and just relied on his ability to find the location of the fish. This is so weird!"

Many fishermen were talking about it.

Many people are now very interested in Qin Luo's ability to find fish.

Only Zhang Qiuming, the expression on his face right now is so wonderful.

He heard the discussions around him, which immediately made Zhang Qiuming even more angry.

Damn, I was fooled!

This guy is not a newbie in fishing, he is clearly pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!

At the moment, the fish Qin Luo has hung is almost eight pounds, which is far more than him.

If this continues, when half an hour is up, will he still want Zhang Qiuming's face?!

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiuming couldn't help but become nervous.

He doesn't want to lose!

But when it comes to fishing, the greater the mood swings, the more difficult it becomes.

While Zhang Qiuming was in a hurry, the fishhook accidentally pierced his finger, and he grimaced in pain.

Qin Luo, on the other hand, was quite leisurely at the moment, and even started to brag with the audience in the live broadcast room with great interest.

"Didn't some brother question the anchor's fishing skills just now?"

"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but I ended up being suspicious. Okay, anchor, stop pretending. I am a fishing master and I will show my cards!"

Suddenly another burst of "666" flashed across the barrage.

"Watch your face. If you don't catch two big fish, pretend... forget it. I can't scold you anymore. The anchor is awesome!"

"Damn it, I knew that my previous worries were unnecessary, my face was so slapped!"

"I'm laughing so hard. That hermaphrodite has stopped talking now. Oh my god, he's got a fishhook on his hand!"

"Although the anchor looks ugly when he pretends to be awesome, he really looks good after he succeeds in pretending!"

"Next time the anchor says he can repair nuclear submarines and renovate and wax missiles, I won't be surprised. It's a real treasure!"

"The senior fisherman said he was convinced, but I'm still curious, how did the anchor find the location of these fish? After fishing for so many years, this is the first time I heard that he did not make a nest and found fish by himself on the water's edge!"

The live broadcast room was full of praises rolling wildly in front of Qin Luo's eyes.

Of course, many viewers still have some questions, how on earth did Qin Luo do it, and find big fish at just any spot!?


Chapter completed!
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