"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!
