At the same time when Liu Xiaoyun forfeited the competition to discuss with friends about the jelly bait Zhang Yang and his team used, the fourth match was five minutes away from the draw.
Zhang Yang briefly communicated with his teammates to gain a general understanding of everyone's performance.
Overall, Liu Zi and Meng Fan performed quite well, with no apparent critical mistakes in the first three matches; if they played well in the fourth game, getting into the top five in total points shouldn't be a big problem.
However, Liu Zi and Meng Fan were a little unlucky. In the last match, Zhang Yang was fishing for target fish, while Liu Zi and Meng Fan were in the mixed breeding section.
The mixed breeding fish condition was already tough in the third match, and after another fishing round, the fourth match would be even tougher.
"In the third round of mixed breeding just now, I used the method of dough bait with double hooks to find the fish layer!
But I don't recommend you two use this method in the last match!
When I was next to Master Liu, I deliberately tricked him with this trick! Not being able to find the correct fish layer greatly affects the catch results.
If the fish condition hasn't significantly changed from the third round, I suggest you two use the full flight lead, lure bait to search the entire water column, and target potential bites during the process!
Don't use too big of a float; adjust the K-03 number one float I gave you to about six or seven points, that's enough!"
Facing the final match, Zhang Yang shared his judgment on the fish condition in the third round and his fishing methods with his two teammates without holding anything back.
"Understood! We will follow the captain's instructions!" Meng Fan nodded decisively after listening.
"Still nervous? What's your takeaway from the competition so far? Especially you, Liu Zi, you usually don't express your thoughts much, so give it a go now!" Having explained the essentials, Zhang Yang switched to some casual chat.
Liu Zi scratched his head and said, "Hehe, pretty good! The fish condition in real competition is more variable than practice! Also, it seems that the anglers participating aren't all that skilled!"
"This is just an entry-level category 4 competition, the true experts far exceed this level! Gaining confidence is good, but it can also be bad, don't get carried away!"
Liu Zi nodded, "Got it, Brother Yang!"
A few minutes later, the draw for the final match started, and everyone ambled over to the workbench.
Having finished the first three matches, the anglers still sticking with the competition had a fixed project for the last match, and the draw only determined the seat number, making the draw process relatively simple.
According to Zhang Yang's prediction, the total score from the first three matches should be around two points from two matches and four points from one match, with an estimated temporary total of around six points.
If they could secure one point in the last match, their final total score could likely win the championship.
Based on this situation, Zhang Yang felt a bit anxious before the draw, secretly praying that the draw position wouldn't be a disaster, otherwise all the efforts from the first three matches would be wasted!
Soon, the staff called Zhang Yang's name, and he took a deep breath, walking briskly to the front of the stage.
Reaching into the number box, he grabbed a number slip.
Opening it in front of the crowd, Zhang Yang's tense heart finally relaxed.
Number one target fish pit, A17.
Located at the 17th position on the south bank, three fishing spots away from the eastern edge.
This fishing spot wasn't great, but it was decent enough; for Zhang Yang, it was sufficient!
After finishing the draw, Zhang Yang reported his position and stepped off the stage.
"How did you do? Which number did you draw, Brother Yang?" Meng Fan and Liu Zi crowded around.
"South bank 17, not bad!" Zhang Yang replied casually.
"That's solid! Get ready for the celebration drinks!" Liu Zi clenched his fist in a victory gesture.
"Don't get cocky! Stay grounded!" Meng Fan tugged at Liu Zi, a bit displeased with his behavior.
"Hehe! With Brother Yang's skills, as long as it's not the entrance spot, any other spot is fine, right Brother Yang?"
"You, guy, you really have grown! A few days not seen, and you've learned to flatter!" Meng Fan glanced at Liu Zi and teased him with a bit of annoyance.
Soon, the staff called Liu Zi's name, and he eagerly trotted onto the stage.
In a good mood when he went up, but coming down, Liu Zi looked worse than crying.
"Don't even mention it, it's damn unlucky! I drew the number two spot at the entrance of the mixed breeding pit!" Liu Zi rubbed his cheeks, and his demeanor clearly fell a notch compared to when he was on stage.
"It's okay; the last match won't yield much fish anyway, just take it steady! The tougher the fish condition, the more it tests your skills! Showcase what you've practiced recently! It's just your first competition, focus on gaining experience!"
Fearing that Liu Zi would lose heart before even getting started, Zhang Yang offered comfort.
"Alright, I'll do my best!"
Ten minutes later, the draw was complete. Meng Fan's luck wasn't bad, securing a spot at the middle of the north bank in the mixed breeding pit.
The three of them each carried their fishing boxes and entered the venue.
Zhang Yang found his fishing spot and settled in, quickly completing all the preparations before waiting patiently.
Having completed the first three consecutive matches, almost all the fish in the pond had been caught, so the foreseeable fishing condition wouldn't be great; the small crucian carp, due to their high density, might have a slightly better bite than the mixed breeding section.
However, Zhang Yang didn't set high expectations for the fish condition; with the small hook, thin line, and jelly lure setup, he adjusted flexibly based on the actual fish condition as he fished.