Below the surface, the fish didn't even bother to look up, it just started struggling fiercely, pulling on the fishing rig.
The eight-meter rod trembled non-stop as it was pulled, but Lin Yang wasn't at all relaxed or off guard, his arm muscles bulged, ready for a tough showdown.
After a stalemate lasting more than ten seconds, the big fish finally gave up trying to bolt and turned around.
Having neutralized the first wave of attack, Lin Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Hmph, with a big hook and thick line, I'm not afraid of you. How's that, turned around for me, didn't you? This is the thrill of battling the fish."
After speaking, he turned his head to look at Yue'er next to him, "Yue'er, time me, I'll see how long it takes to land this fish if I go all out."
"Alright, Brother Yang," Yue'er nodded in response, then took out her phone to start timing.
