The one-hour competition continued until the end under Zhang Yang's ultra-fast serial catch state. Zhang Yang fished with such exuberance and felt incredibly refreshed.
"Phew!" After the whistle signaled the end of the competition, Zhang Yang put down his fishing rod and casually stretched his neck.
"Not bad, you actually managed to pull off float fishing this round!"
At this moment, a voice from behind, which was vaguely familiar despite its strangeness, could be heard.
Zhang Yang turned around to see that it was the tall referee, Chen Guangzu, who had checked his bait earlier in the morning.
Zhang Yang didn't have a good impression of this guy, so his response was rather cold when the other party greeted him.
After glancing at the other person, Zhang Yang gave a slight nod without engaging further.
"How many did you catch this round? Your rate must have exceeded 200, right?" The other party continued to inquire when Zhang Yang didn't say anything.
