"I now seriously suspect that he is poisoning the bait, attempting to affect my competition results!"

"Bullshit, you're the one poisoning! I didn't poison anything; I just added a fishing additive just now!!" Qian Wenjun hurriedly defended himself.

Upon hearing Zhang Yang openly accuse the other party of poisoning, the referee was slightly taken aback.

Originally thinking the two had some personal conflict or verbal spat that led to a physical confrontation, it now seemed not so simple!

Poisoning and destroying the fishing spot in a competition is a big deal!

If not handled properly, it could lead to a public relations crisis. As a professionally trained referee, it's important to understand the dangers involved.

"How do you know he poisoned and ruined the spot?" the referee asked casually.

Zhang Yang pointed to the scattered bait: "The spot is right there. Test it in the floating pit outside, and you'll know if it's poisoned! The small bottle of his drug is in the right pocket of his pants, and that is a key piece of evidence!"

"What did you use, angler? Answer truthfully!" The referee gave Qian Wenjun a meaningful look and asked steadily.

"Just a fish-attracting additive! My results in three matches were good, and I'm counting on this one to perform well. How could I ruin the spot? That would be sabotaging myself!"

Qian Wenjun had also regained his composure and pretended to be very innocent.

"Why do you say he deliberately ruined the spot? The competition allows the normal addition of fishing additives!" After hearing the explanation, the referee turned again to look at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang shrugged: "In the last competition, my friend was next to their people in Jin Garden. Scored one point in three matches, and in the fourth match, with good fish conditions, the same trick ruined him, and he got a bald head from a ruined spot!

Now I'm requesting full intervention from the competition arbitration group and the chief referee!

If I've wronged him, I'm willing to accept any punishment from the committee. But if not, I demand an explanation!"

Seeing Zhang Yang's understanding of the competition rules, the referee who first arrived felt a bit troubled. This could be seen as both a big and small issue, quite tricky.

Just as he hesitated on how to deal with it, he heard a series of running footsteps from behind.

Several other referees, with badges hanging on their chests, including Chen Guangzu, came running over in a line.

Zhang Yang reiterated his demands, with a burning gaze, requesting arbitration group involvement and supervision!

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Chen Guangzu's left eyebrow involuntarily twitched, and a second later, he spoke sternly: "Zhang Yang, accusations of poisoning and ruining the spot are serious! You mustn't speak lightly of it!

The competition is still ongoing, and you've performed well in the previous matches. You shouldn't let baseless accusations end the competition, as, regardless of the final outcome, your results will surely be affected!"

Zhang Yang looked up and asked, "So, Teacher Chen, what do you think should be done now?"

Chen Guangzu, in a negotiating tone, suggested: "You have doubts about the bait he used and the suspected additive. You can temporarily store these items and examine them after the competition ends!

Anyway, even if he played tricks, it hasn't entered the water yet. It has no substantial effect on you for the time being, at most an attempted one!

For now, continue with the rest of the competition, and deal with this matter after the fourth round. How does that sound?"

At first, this might sound as if it's considering Zhang Yang's position, seeming fair and just. Inexperienced people like Liu Zi might be fooled.

But who is Zhang Yang? He had already previewed all possible scenarios in his mind before acting. How could he be led by a familiar referee?

"I accept your suggestion, but from now until the problem is resolved, that scattered bait cannot leave my sight!" Zhang Yang continued to assert his demands.

"On what basis? Just because you say I destroyed the spot means I did? What if I didn't? Can you compensate for the delay in my match?"

While they were talking, Qian Wenjun, having quickly regained his calm, stated unwillingly.

Zhang Yang shrugged: "Then follow the contingency plan, halt the match, and resume once it's clarified! I'll take full responsibility for what I do!"

Hearing that Zhang Yang seemed to have relented but was now changing his stance, Chen Guangzu gave Qian Wenjun a heavy look.

"Without verified assessment, serious issues cannot simply pause the competition! So many leaders are watching, it wouldn't look good! Your demand puts us in an awkward position.

Qian Wenjun, stop fussing, prepare a new set of bait and continue fishing, the dispute will be dealt with after the competition! The bait stays here!"

Seeing Chen Guangzu's stern tone, Qian Wenjun softened his attitude: "Then I'll listen to the referee! This isn't over for sure!"

"I'll see it through to the end!" Zhang Yang said, smiling with narrowed eyes.

Thus, under the on-site coordination of the referees, the commotion initiated by Zhang Yang returned to temporary calm.

Qian Wenjun prepared a new set of bait and continued fishing, while Zhang Yang returned to his spot, quickly prepping a few more rounds of scattered bait, swiftly catching fish with the fast Flying Copy technique.

After all the drama in the interim, the fourth match, totaling one hour of competition, seemed to fly by particularly fast.

Zhang Yang was calm, in contrast to Qian Wenjun, who seemed distracted and anxious as the match proceeded.

The temporary appeasement from the referees couldn't solve the fundamental issue. As long as Zhang Yang held onto it, resolving it would be tough, even if the referees were friends.

After crossing many lines, today he finally encountered a tough obstacle. If not handled well, it could mean saying goodbye to the competitive fishing circles altogether.

Regarding the incident, Chen Guangzu, as one of the participants, naturally knew the whole story.

Fortunately, the matter of switching fishing spots hadn't been exposed. The poisoning attempt had no concrete standards for establishment, leaving room for maneuver with the referees and arbitration group.

While Zhang Yang and Qian Wenjun were on stage competing, Chen Guangzu was already discussing with familiar leaders on how to suppress the matter.

After some discussions, the conclusion was to find a way to make Zhang Yang drop the charges, allowing the situation to move past. If it was pursued seriously, confirming Qian Wenjun's actions would be uncomfortable.

Chen Guangzu typed on his phone, sneaking a message to Qian Wenjun.

The final match's whistle blew, Zhang Yang calmly set down his fishing rod and began tidying up the fishing line, bobber, and other items used during the competition.

At this moment, after holding back for an entire match, Qian Wenjun spoke up.

"I concede this match; let me off, will you?"

Saying this showed that Qian Wenjun had conceded, lowering his posture entirely to ask Zhang Yang for forgiveness.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang's lips slightly curled up, and he quietly said: "What's this? Not pretending to be innocent anymore?"

"Name your conditions! What do you need for this to blow over?" Qian Wenjun didn't beat around the bush, directly asking Zhang Yang to state his terms.

After all, Zhang Yang held absolute dominance now, and if it came to verifying whether the scattered bait was poisoned, Qian Wenjun would be completely done.

Zhang Yang squinted at him: "Alright, you're a smart person, so I'll give you a chance!

Fulfill the bet on pinching fish with Xiaofan, and compensate for the champion bonus lost in the last trickery.

Lastly, compensate for the championship points I missed out on. It was a rare chance to win a class four championship, worth two hundred points, just gone like that. Compensating some money isn't too much, right? At a rate of fifty bucks per point, two hundred points make ten grand!

With compensation together, it's thirty grand, plus another ten grand for the mental distress caused in this match, a total of forty grand, not too much, right?"

"You..." Hearing Zhang Yang demand so much money, Qian Wenjun's face changed dramatically, anger boiling over.

"Having a hard time? Then forget it. You're the one asking me, I'm the one considering sparing you! I don't need money, or we could follow the normal procedure, whatever works!

Oh, forgot to tell you, I've got video footage on my phone of you adding the drug!"

Finishing his words, Zhang Yang stood up and retrieved his phone from the side pocket of his fishing rod bag.

Seeing Zhang Yang's phone, Qian Wenjun was completely stunned!

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