"It's here! The halo of the new rod is firing up!"
He didn't lift the rod immediately but instead let his wrist sink slightly. Following the force, he released a little more of the fishing line, giving the fish enough time to completely swallow the bait.
The next second, a small force came from underwater, instantly bending the slender tip of the bamboo rod!
"Got it!"
Lin Yu'an shouted in a low voice, lifting his wrist upward in a short, precise motion!
"Splash!"
The splash wasn't big, but a sleek, shimmering silver fish arced through the air and landed precisely on the grass by his feet.
It was a Mountain Lightlip Fish, just over the length of his palm, about fifteen to sixteen centimeters. In the wild stream fish category, this size was already quite decent.
Its body was spindle-shaped, with tight muscles, and its silver scales reflected a metallic luster under the setting sun.
