"It's true that the action of the lure is very large, larger than that of other anglers, and the splash is also so large that it seems to produce bubbles, is it that his lure has been specially modified? Will there be special equipment? The host contacted the broadcast director, and compared Hong Tao's bait action with other hand-to-hand comparisons in slow motion, and finally saw some clues, and then asked Daniels in a low voice.

"It's hard to say, it's not going to be like this, this kind of cheating is easy to expose, a few years ago, there were indeed anglers who added foaming gas to the bait, but they couldn't pass the inspection of the tournament." Daniels was still holding a telescope to observe Hong Tao's fishing techniques, noncommittal to the host's questions.

"Okay, let's go check his bait, of course, we can't just say it, let's be tactful." The host laughed evilly, and then personally controlled the electric propeller and approached the broadcast boat to Hong Tao's side.

"Wait a minute, he's on the fish, this one is not small!" Daniels suddenly lowered the binoculars.

Hong Tao finally waited for a big fish, and when he threw the third rod directly into the underwater ravine, he did not rush to reel in the line, but let the lure fall freely under the surface of the water for a few seconds. This was not Hong Tao's intention, but his fingers were a little cold, and he was going to put them in his clothes to cover them, although the temperature in Florida was not low, but it was still cold when it rained.

Just as he took his hand out of his belly and had just collected two coils of line, he seemed to see a bright light flash from the dark waters, and then the end of the line suddenly had a feeling of falling.

When the bright light flashed, the muscles on Hong Tao's body were already instinctively tensed, and with the feeling coming from the fishing line, his right arm flung to the left back, and the fishing rod was immediately bent, and the fishing line also made a buzzing sound, and the water on it turned into a layer of mist due to the high-frequency vibration, surrounding the fishing line.

"Hahaha. Boy, come up honestly, I've been waiting for you for a long time! Hong Tao no longer has to wait for the fish to emerge from the water to tell whether it is a bass or not. Through these two competitions, he has mastered some of the habits of the perch, each fish will behave differently after being hooked, through the way they struggle in the water, Hong Tao can roughly judge that this must be a perch, and it is not small.

As far as the fish are concerned. Hong Tao doesn't think there is anything fun about fishing for bass, no matter whether this fish has great strength or not, whether it will suddenly jump up and wash its gills, and in terms of its size, it is not destined to become the most competitive fish. Because it is too small, no matter how much it tosses, it is impossible to toss the feeling of a dozen catties, dozens of catties, or hundreds of catties of big fish.

If bass fishing is enjoyable, it is better to fish for silver carp and bighead carp, which are also freshwater fish that live in the middle and upper waters, and they are larger. A dozen catties is considered very ordinary, and a few dozen catties are adult strong men. When they are hooked, they open their mouths half the size of their heads, and their gill covers, which are like small basins. It is used to increase the resistance of water.

No matter how strong your rod is or how tough your line is, you will feel a sense of powerlessness in your heart, and you will always feel that the hook, rod or line will go wrong at some point.

But Hong Tao has not yet found this feeling of walking on thin ice. The bass made an attempt to escape into the deep water just as it was stung by the hook, and then it was no longer in charge. Like a dead dog, Hong Tao relies on relatively oversized rods and lines. dragged the fish meter by meter to the side of the boat, and before it could reflect its situation, it was already copied by Irene's big net.

"Wow! This fish is so big! Come on, Mr. Host, look what my husband has caught! When Erin saw the fish in the net, she jumped up on the fishing boat, and then tried to lift the net up and signal to the camera boat.

"Oh, you are God's favorite, and you have caught the fish god." The host, named Cole, was already approaching the fishing boat, and Daniels's eyes were the sharpest, and he could see the whole picture of the fish through the net, even if he was a professional angler, after seeing this nearly half-meter-long largemouth bass, he couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hand, so as not to grow too big and be seen what he was eating at noon.

If this bass had not been identified by Daniels in advance, Hong Tao probably wouldn't have been able to identify it as a largemouth bass, because it was already completely different from ordinary Florida bass. It has dark spots all over its body, and only a little dark yellow color is revealed in the gaps of the black spots. The bones on the entire dorsal fin are already as thick as chopsticks, like iron thorns, and the longest one is more than 3 inches long.

What surprised Hong Tao the most was its size, the fish weighed 12 pounds and 9 ounces, which is almost equal to 5.7 kilograms, 11 catties and 4 taels. Its mouth was all open, and it could easily stuff Hong Tao's fist into it, but Hong Tao didn't dare to stuff it, its mouth had several layers of fine spikes, like a wooden file, while the mouths of other bass were just a little little tooth, and it was like an iron file, just a little prickly hand.

"Daniels, are you sure it's a bass?" Hu Fly was not very relieved, asked again, and then got a definite answer, before stuffing the big fish into the live fish tank, as soon as it entered, the other 4 fish were unlucky, and they were stunned by its tail flick.

"Mr. Hong, can you show me your bait? I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious because your lure moves weirdly in the water. The host saw that the big fish was loaded in, and made a request to Hong Tao with a smile.

"No problem, I'm done with today's game, I'll show you." Hong Tao smiled and handed the fishing rod in his hand directly to the host.

He knew it was going to happen sooner or later, but he wasn't worried, he had already asked Paul before modifying the bait, and he had also checked the rules of the FLW competition to make sure that none of them stipulated that the contestants could not use their own bait.

There are a lot of rules for the FLW competition, and when you put them all together, there's a book that's almost a finger thick and has clear rules for all aspects of the contestants, including sponsor ads on the apparel that govern them. If a contestant violates the rules, the organizing committee has a special referee committee, who will determine what kind of punishment the contestant should receive according to the specific circumstances of the contestant's violation, such as weight deduction, fine, disqualification and even disqualification from all future FLW competitions, etc.

However, the FLW Association does not have very strict rules for the fishing rods and bait of the contestants, which means that the contestants can use their favorite fishing rods and bait. The bait can be either an industrial finished product bought from a fishing gear store or processed by hand, as long as the material is non-toxic, meets the standards of the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency, and does not contain animal or chemical ingredients.

Hong Tao felt that his small modification met the requirements of the FLW Association, the drill hole was only a physical modification, he only drilled a few holes, and some participating anglers' bait was more exaggerated, and the bait also had a small propeller, which could be rotated as soon as the line was reeled. As for the sponge stuffed inside, Hong Tao felt that it was better to explain, and it was just a way to adjust the bait posture.

Even if the organizing committee took these sponges for chemical experiments, Hong Tao was not afraid, this kind of thing Zhou Xiaoli had done, Hong Tao himself had found someone to do it, and the test results were nothing, the fish scale water was colorless and tasteless, and I don't know what ingredients it used to tempt those fish. Hong Tao firmly believes that the Americans have little hope for anything that neither the Japanese nor the Chinese can test.

And the organizing committee can't do this kind of test with its own bait for no reason, Erin is a lawyer, and this kind of lawsuit is not beneficial to the FLW Association, and if you don't get it, you will have to bear the infamy of racial discrimination. Once you are labeled as racist, then you are finished, from the president, to the federal justice, to the common people, to the street people, as soon as they hear that you are a racist, they promise to roll their eyes at you and smack you, and no one will pay attention to you.

"These little holes are your secret weapon?" The host took Hong Tao's bait, turned it over and looked at it for a long time, then put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then handed it to Daniels.

"Since it's a secret, it must not be said, this doesn't violate the rules of the competition, right?" Hong Tao smiled and blocked his words back.

"Of course not, Mr. Hong, don't be careful, I'm just curious." The host heard the thorn in Hong Tao's words, and quickly snatched the bait back from Daniels and handed it back to Hong Tao.

"Okay, I've caught 5 fish, we're going back first, see you in the evening!" Hong Tao didn't say anything, put the fishing rod aside, put the electric drive on the bow of the boat away, then started the engine, gave up the driver's seat to Erin, waved goodbye to the people on the camera boat, and drove towards the dock.

"Daniels, is there a problem with his bait?" Waiting for Hong Tao's fishing boat to drive away, the host looked at the back of the boat and asked the guest in a low voice.

"I don't see anything wrong with it, the little holes are supposed to change the lure's action in the water, and as for the stuffed stuffed inside, I look like a sponge and it doesn't smell like anything. I took a closer look, the number of sponges in it is different, and the depth of those small holes is not the same, this is probably his secret, the location of the small holes, the amount of filling in it determines the posture of the bait, it seems that he doesn't want to say it himself, he is not very good at bass fishing, he is very good at studying bass, he is a cunning guy! Daniels used his professional knowledge to help Hong Tao make up the secrets on the bait, and he said that he was quite a fool, if he made up Hong Tao, I am afraid he would not be able to make up such a technical nonsense. (To be continued......)

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