"We lost this match, damn it, we've been played!" Leng Xiaojun, although very reluctant in his heart, had to admit that the situation on the field was beyond redemption.
The upcoming fifth round of the competition, as expected, went without a hitch.
Wang Zhen, who was last to take the stage, seemed completely green at competitive matches, recklessly throwing loose powder for floating fishing, his whitish bait creating a very distinct spread in the water.
The cloudy areas on the water surface were like handprints slapped onto Tianyuan's face, completely shattering the pride of Tianyuan's entire team.
