After pondering for a long time, Zhang Yang couldn’t come up with a better method, so he had to put it aside for now. This matter had nearly become a nagging issue for Zhang Yang; it needed to be resolved, but he couldn’t figure it out for the moment, making his head spin a little.

In the afternoon, there was the final match against Zhao Heyi. Under the instructions of the on-site umpire, Zhang Yang returned to the stage and quickly got into battle mode again.

Zhao Heyi was a few years younger than Wang Chao, a very thin and competent angler. Since he wasn’t familiar with Zhang Yang, upon entering the stage, he just nodded and smiled politely at Zhang Yang to greet him. Zhang Yang responded with the same gesture; there was no effective communication between the two.

In the absence of qualification pressure, Zhang Yang played very calmly in the third match against Zhao Heyi. The details he habitually used, such as selecting and shaking the bait to gather fish, were also used by Zhao Heyi. In the first three minutes of the first half of the fishing period, Zhang Yang and Zhao Heyi had almost the exact same fishing rhythm.

Although the pace was the same, there were still slight differences in details, and during the practice, Zhang Yang noticed something.

The bobber used by Zhao Heyi was visibly one size larger than Zhang Yang’s. This detail would be hard to notice for ordinary people, but who was Zhang Yang? His eyes were sharp, and the white nano-material bobber used by Zhao Heyi had a very prominent float body.

After noticing the larger lead capacity of Zhao Heyi’s bobber, Zhang Yang discreetly and carefully observed with the corner of his eyes.

How did the opponent cast the rod, how did the bobber switch stance, and how did it stall when a fish bit? What was the bobber’s floating appearance when a fish took the bait?

Through continuous observation of several casts, Zhang Yang skimmed through all of Zhao Heyi’s fishing details.

After watching, Zhang Yang didn’t think there was much of a difference; however, upon intentionally casting the rod simultaneously for a horizontal comparison, Zhang Yang found the difference.

Damn it, in terms of the basic casting skills and fishing efficiency, Zhao Heyi was slightly inferior to Zhang Yang. However, when fishing simultaneously, one rod each, the subtle time difference was not evident.

Through continuous comparison, Zhang Yang discovered that the performance gap was filled by the bobber’s larger lead capacity. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

How to understand this sentence? It’s straightforward: The movement timing of the entire fishing setup when hitting the water is different for bobbers of different lead capacity and tuning values.

The greater the lead capacity, the higher the descending acceleration after the fishing setup hits the water and the shorter the time for the bobber to switch stance.

The bobber Zhang Yang used had a lead capacity of about 1.5g, and it took 15 seconds from casting into the water to reaching the preset fishing position.

And Zhao Heyi next to him? For the same process, it took just over 13 seconds for the bobber to reach the fishing position.

Don’t underestimate the difference of just over a second for each rod in this one-on-one PK among high-level teams, the impact is quite significant.

Zhang Yang, who was faster in baiting and unhooking fish techniques than Zhao Heyi, could make up for one or two seconds of time; the skill gap was forcibly leveled by this slight lead weight difference.

After understanding this point, Zhang Yang became suddenly enlightened.

Someone might ask, in such a rigorous competition, isn’t the bobber’s lead capacity something that shouldn’t be used randomly?

Indeed, according to common sense, the lead capacity of a bobber should be chosen with care, matching the overall fish conditions.

However, this selection is not a fixed value but a range.

The principle of choosing and using a bobber in actual combat is to match the strategy and fish conditions, with the bottom line being that the bobber can trigger bites when the fish are consuming normally.

Objectively speaking, evaluating Zhang Yang and Zhao Heyi’s choices of bobbers, Zhang Yang used a moderate bobber, while Zhao Heyi used a bobber with the maximum lead capacity that still allowed for the biting action to surface.

The difference in lead capacity of less than one gram compensated for the operational competence gap between the two of them in the basics, something Zhang Yang hadn’t noticed before the PK. It was only through experience and on-the-spot observation in actual combat that he discovered this secret.

Realizing this, Zhang Yang was clear-headed about the strategies for post-semi-final matches.

For the rest of the match against Zhao Heyi, there wasn’t much more to talk about. Zhang Yang almost repeated the mature strategies he used against the other two anglers. At the end of two 15-minute matches, he narrowly won by two fish with a score of 63 to 61.

Thus, the three matches of the eight-for-four stage were completely finished. Zhang Yang, with a perfect record of three consecutive victories, successfully advanced to the semifinals.

When Zhang Yang returned to the rest area from the PK stage, the other teammates had already been waiting for a long time, and a group of people surrounded him all at once.

"Congratulations, boss, on successfully reaching the semifinals!"

"Hahaha, watching the boss’s match is a delight, the performance at the scene was incredibly steady!"

"Boss, you must be feeling big and proud today. The television station’s live commentary spent almost 80% of the time focusing on you! The commentator Yu Wensheng gave you exceptionally high praise!"

"And that female host Sun Yi also gave our boss super high praise! It was almost like she became a small fan girl!"

Facing the teammates’ teasing, Zhang Yang grinned and asked, "Has the list of other semifinalists come out yet? Who else is there?"

Han Mocheng glanced at his phone’s notepad and said, "The official list hasn’t been released, but the qualified individuals already know! You, Huang Zheng, Wang Chao, Zhu Wenbin!"

Upon hearing the first few names, Zhang Yang felt normal, but when Zhu Wenbin’s name was mentioned last, Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.