"Since that's the case, let's do 6v6, and take the best angler's score from each team as the score for the head-to-head fishing round! The final points will be the standard! If it's a tie, the outcome will be decided by the number of fish caught!"

Qian Wenjun had probably thought of the answer before arriving, and he spoke fluently to Zhang Yang.

"Alright, let's go with what you said!" Zhang Yang readily agreed.

"Then it's settled, you guys carry on, and we'll go prepare for the competition!"

Qian Wenjun gave a nod and left with a large group of anglers following behind.

After Qian Wenjun left, Wei Song still felt that the atmosphere of the exchange between the two sides was a bit too tense, and he turned his head to ask, "Are you really okay? I feel like there's something off about this extra head-to-head fishing. The atmosphere is a bit too intense!"

Meng Fan said at this moment, "It is indeed a bit tense; the loser pays ten thousand yuan and also kneels down to apologize!

These bastards messed me up in Jin Garden last time, scoring one point in three rounds, and in the fourth round, they made me land a zero! Brother Yang came to compete this time to stick up for me and get revenge!"

Since they were locals, Wei Song naturally knew what Qian Wenjun and his group were like and what kind of tactics they used. Hearing Meng Fan's words, Wei Song frowned, "Qian Wenjun and Xiao Wei are pretty skilled!

Winning or losing might be unpredictable in outside competitions, but in Sun Bay, when they have the home advantage, their win rate is terrifying!

Especially that Xiao Wei next to him, who is known as the undefeated War God in Sun Bay! Every time there's a formal event, he almost always ranks top, very difficult to deal with!"

After hearing Wei Song's reminder, Zhang Yang grinned, "Undefeated War God? Then I must learn from him today!

Yesterday, Qian Wenjun was not convinced and already gave up two cartons of Soft China this morning during the head-to-head!

Don't worry, we have a secret weapon, dealing with them will be like applying an old salve, easily done! You don't need to worry about anything; we brothers will play with them!"

Wei Song nodded, "Alright then, you go play with them! If anything happens, just call me. In this small community in Wa City, I know everyone in the circle and have some authority!"

"Okay!" Zhang Yang readily agreed without being pretentious.

...

Elsewhere, after Qian Wenjun and Xiao Wei left Zhang Yang and the others, they found a corner to whisper to each other.

"Brother Wei, how did Wei Bighead end up mingling with that Zhang Yang? Judging from their conversation just now, the two seem to be close! He won't meddle in the head-to-head fishing, right?" Qian Wenjun couldn't help but ask.

It's no wonder Qian Wenjun felt uneasy, as Wei Song is indeed a significant figure in the local fishing circle of Wa City.

This evaluation is not just about his exceptional fishing skills but also his status in the circle.

Despite Wei Song's financial difficulties in the latter half of last year, he had made a lot of money before.

This guy used to run a trading company with his friends, got hooked on fishing, and let the company go idle, leading to his business going downhill.

When he had money, he was very generous to fellow anglers around him, always the one paying when going out fishing or eating. Organizing competitions and looking for sponsors, they liked to rely on him, and he never hesitated.

Qian Wenjun also mooched meals and drinks with Wei Song for some time, and the nickname 'Wei Bighead' speaks to his big-heartedness and not being stingy about money.

Xiao Wei shrugged, "Who knows? It's none of his business anyway, we'll just follow the original plan! In Wa City, can a few outsiders really make a mess?"

"Uh, what if Wei Song sticks up for those people?" Qian Wenjun still had some uncertainty in his heart.

Despite agreeing confidently about the bet in person, Qian Wenjun and Xiao Wei actually had no intention of keeping their promise!

Everyone would be happy if they won, but if they lost, they would just deny it. After all, on their own turf, they weren't afraid of Zhang Yang and his team making trouble. In this small community in Wa City, a few outsiders are insignificant!

Now things were a bit different from the original plan, with Wei Song unexpectedly stepping in.

"Wei Song is nearly down to nothing now; why worry about him? The deputy chief of the local police station is my cousin-in-law, and I've let him know already! It's fine!" Xiao Wei shrugged and said with certainty.

Qian Wenjun: "Alright, we'll listen to you! Brother Wei, you're skilled at fishing here, let's see if we brothers can share the bounty with your help!"

"No problem!"

...

Fifteen minutes later, the loudspeaker on the temporary stage at the competition venue sounded. All participating anglers gathered at the small square for the opening ceremony!

The opening ceremony for this regional-level Category 4 event followed the usual procedures.

Speeches by relevant leaders, oath-taking on stage by athletes and referee representatives, a short set of procedures, and soon the draw and entry for the competition began.

With shrimp bait prepared in the fishing boxes, Zhang Yang's team was relatively relaxed. Upon hearing the call to start drawing lots for entry, they mingled with the crowd and wandered towards the lot-drawing station.

While queuing, Zhang Yang nudged Meng Fan and Liu Zi beside him with his shoulder and asked in a low voice as they turned to look, "Chased after seven or eight contests by now, any nerves about this draw and entry?"

Liu Zi instinctively scratched his head and looked at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan was much better, grinning, "Felt a bit jittery when grabbing the first lot on stage, but after that, nothing much!"

Zhang Yang nodded, then looked at Liu Zi, "And you, Liu Zi?"

Liu Zi instinctively shrank his neck, somewhat lacking confidence, and said, "Always a bit nervous when the first draw affects the score for the target fish!"

"Thinking of having an advantage when drawing the target fish for the first round and ranking by total score, right?" Zhang Yang asked understandingly.

"Yeah! Last time the total score was the same, but we ranked behind by several fish in the target fish score, falling one place short!"

"Relax, the fish density here at Sun Bay is higher than in most competition venues. With our secret weapon, it will be fine! If you're nervous, close your eyes and take two deep breaths, stand tall and straight, and hold your posture!"

"Got it!" Liu Zi nodded, really closed his eyes, and after taking two deep breaths, adjusted his posture significantly, with expressions and status much different than before.

...

"Zhang Yang!"

A moment later, the staff on stage called Zhang Yang's name.

"Here!" Zhang Yang responded, striding towards the lot drawing station.

He casually grabbed a lot from the box, opened it, and glanced.

A001

Wow, don't know if it's because I didn't wash my hands when I went out today, but my luck is amazing.

In the first round, he drew a prime A pool target fish 001 edge spot!

The competition area at Sun Bay doesn't have set entrance paths, allowing staggered entry from both sides and the middle, so the number one fishing spot isn't at the traditional entry point.

Zhang Yang getting this prime edge spot is definitely among the luckiest kinds of positions.

Zhang Yang joyfully gave the record on the lot to the staff, then leisurely strolled off the stage, carrying his fishing box towards the entrance.

A few minutes later, the other team members who registered together also finished drawing lots.

With a high fish density in the pond, fishing conditions are less affected by the terrain and fishing spots, so overall, the quality of the spot is less crucial.

Among Zhang Yang's six-man team, except for Han Qiang, who unluckily got a spot by the entrance, others had decent positions. From a probability standpoint, Zhang Yang drawing the prime edge, with others having decent spots, was already quite lucky.

After a few more minutes, with all athletes done drawing, the referee called for entry!

Everyone carried their fishing boxes and made their way to their assigned spots.

Zhang Yang's spot was 001, so he reached his place lazily in a few steps, set down his fishing box and rod bag along with a series of equipment, and patiently prepared.

He placed a commercial fish bait and a fresh shrimp bait together in the food box, then arranged the fishing set, rod, water basin, line, and other gear used for the competition into suitable positions.

All set and ready, a whistle blew, signaling the start of the competition!

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