CHAPTER 1011: CHAPTER 992: SETTING OUT FOR SUZHOU

This "triple jump" promotion rule was just added the year before last in the previous session. Currently, there are only two Special Level Competitive Fishing Masters in the country, both upgraded after winning the championship at the First Level. If you climb up bit by bit from the Third Level, it takes a very long cycle, at least three to five years!

But although this route is theoretically feasible, it’s extremely difficult. In addition to strength requirements, you also have to rely on luck."

Yue Feng nodded after listening, "Got it, this rule suits me! Looking at it this way, wasn’t it tailor-made for me!"

(Actually, you can’t jump directly from Third Level to Special Level. The fastest record in the country from Third Level to Special Level was set by Mr. Liu Songsong, who succeeded in just over two years, and not even three years. The Chinese Fishing Association modified the rules thereafter. The rule setting in the book is customized by the author for a tight storyline and timeline, and it’s quite different from reality, so no need to be serious!)"

Niu Ben nodded, "The original intent of this rule is to shorten the time cycle for young anglers with high fishing skills to reach competition ratings. For a freak like you who has won the Fishing King title but doesn’t have the Competitive Fishing Master title, saying it was tailor-made for you isn’t an exaggeration!"

Yue Feng: "Alright then, just for this news, it’s worth another toast! Come on, brothers, let’s fill up our glasses of beer, I’ll raise a cup, let’s all drink!"

Under Yue Feng’s call, even the kids filled their glasses with beer and joined in the fun, downing a glass of beer. In a little while, their cheeks turned rosy red.

...

In the following two days, Yue Feng entered a resting and recuperating state, sleeping early and getting up early, spending the days in the shop, taking occasional walks to the club, recovering from the fatigue of prolonged travelling, and after several days, adjusting both his physical condition and routine to a fairly good state.

On the early morning of September 16th, Yue Feng, along with all the club members, team leader Niu Ben, and the new season filming crew of Black Pit Jianghu, set off in a grand convoy of five cars with more than a dozen people, heading to Wushan Ecological Park Fishing Base located in Suzhou.

They departed from W City in the morning and arrived at the destination near dusk.

The venue for the King of Kings Master Tournament is in an ecological park at a tourism resort area, providing comprehensive accommodation and food services with excellent competition base conditions.

Arriving a day in advance, they checked in and settled down.

According to the competition schedule, athletes are to sign in from 13:00 to 17:00 on the afternoon of the 17th, so Yue Feng and the others arrived a night earlier.

This is also a normal time arrangement for attending a competition. If you hastily rush by the time point, it’s easy for minor issues to impact subsequent events. Arriving a night earlier not only allows selecting preferred hotel rooms but also enables a night’s rest to recuperate.

Through the night without anything significant happening, the next morning, Yue Feng got up early and went out for morning exercises. Being situated in an ecological resort area, the greenery is far better than the environment in the capital,

Yue Feng jogged while observing the surrounding situation, unwittingly arriving at the competition area which was still marked with lines prohibiting closeness.

From afar, Yue Feng briefly looked at the venue of the Fishing Base over here.

The entire competition area is roughly divided into two parts. The first area is a semi-artificial natural water zone, resembling a man-made small reservoir.

The side near the North Shore is approximately several hundred meters of straight bank, upon first glance, the small reservoir’s water surface extends several hundred meters with winding curves, appearing quite large in area.

The other part is more structured, with two standard competition ponds each 100 meters long and 25 meters wide, and a smaller pond 30 meters long and 20 meters wide.

All three ponds are standard east-west aligned pits, with water quality showing a slight greenish-yellow hue, appearing well-maintained usually.

After a brief observation circle from the outside, Yue Feng had a rough judgment in mind. He checked the time and headed back leisurely for breakfast.

The hotel Yue Feng stayed at was the internal hotel responsible for lodging in the resort area, with five floors. Downstairs, there was a cafeteria offering regular buffets for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, along with a smaller cafe that could prepare dishes.

After calling the whole crew up, they grouped downstairs for breakfast, then stayed back at the hotel, idle with nothing to do.

Actually, being idle was only relative. From eight-nine o’clock in the morning, Niu Ben had been busy all along. Yue Feng received several unfamiliar calls too.

Some competitive fishing experts who were either nearby or left earlier had already checked in. With some free time before the competition starts tomorrow, various invitations for meals and socializing occurred.

As the Great Demon King in everyone’s eyes, Yue Feng was naturally the sought-after favorite everyone tried to woo, employing people, thinking of strategies to get in touch, even directly intrusively inquiring his room number and knocking on his door, giving Yue Feng quite a headache.

Forced with no choice, Yue Feng grabbed his "needle and thread kit" for tying hooks and configuring fittings and retreated to the kids’ room for peace, blocking unfamiliar anglers with Coach Niu.

Even so, ultimately the seclusion wasn’t thoroughly attained.

Around ten o’clock in the morning, Yue Feng received a call from one of the earliest friends he made in the competitive circle, Zhou Ziqing.

"Hey? Brother Zhou, any instructions?" Zhou Ziqing’s calls were ones Yue Feng would definitely pick up; after all, he was one of the few friends in Yue Feng’s circle, maintaining contact regularly with good relations.

"Where are you? Do you have any plans for lunch? Let’s eat together and I’ll introduce you to a few friends!"

"Uh, no plans! I was just preparing to grab a quick bite downstairs at the buffet!"

"Then come down around eleven, I’ll wait for you at the entrance!"

"Alright!"

...

At eleven sharp, Yue Feng went downstairs, and not far away, Zhou Ziqing honked the horn, and Yue Feng walked over with big strides.

Having not met for half a year, Zhou Ziqing had swapped his previous Jeep for a Grand Prado, still sporting his dark skin, a cigarette perched at his lips, eyes smiling.

"Get in!"

Yue Feng opened the passenger door and sat in without hesitation.

"So, I heard there’s been some issues at the club recently, you seemed rather stressed chasing competitions everywhere for the past few months? Want a smoke?" Zhou Ziqing casually asked as he drove.

Yue Feng waved his hand, declining the cigarette: "Xiao Min got into some trouble, had his hand injured by a team member from Tianyuan, I went to demand justice, but Deng Gang flaunted his seniority and connections to give me the cold shoulder, and that’s how the grudge started!

I challenged him and he said I’m not qualified, so in frustration, I pursued several category four competitions for months! Honestly, I’m here to participate in the King of Kings to have a showdown with him!"

"How’s Xiao Min’s hand recovery going? He’s a promising talent, young but highly perceptive!"

Yue Feng replied helplessly: "His tendon functions have basically recovered over ninety percent, but the nerve damage is quite serious, except for his thumb, the other fingers on his right hand have no sensation! He’s now practicing casting with his left hand, still in the recovery period!"

"I see, got it!" Zhou Ziqing nodded, not continuing with the topic.

"What’s the matter? If you have something to say, just say it, no need to hold back!"