The group of men in black robes who had arrived at Unrivaled Square were none other than Round Dance and his men from the Wolf Heaven Mercenary Corps.
Round Dance had followed his subordinate’s suggestion: wait for Tang Yi to appear, capture him, then draw out the influence behind him and use Tang Yi as leverage against them.
It was a plan to kill two birds with one stone, and Round Dance thought it was quite feasible. That was why he had now come to Unrivaled Square, intending to enter the arena and make a move against Tang Yi.
But what gave Round Dance pause was that this was the West Mansion’s examination grounds. It would be fine if the West Mansion didn’t interfere, but if they did...
Opposing the West Mansion in broad daylight was not a good choice.
But...
In order to capture Tang Yi, to draw out the influence behind him, and to avenge Feng Hua, Round Dance couldn’t be bothered with such concerns right now.
Round Dance had spent half his life as a mercenary, and he had spent half his life bickering with Feng Hua. Feng Hua was the only brother he had who he could trade barbs with. Now that Feng Hua had been killed and he couldn’t even find the murderer, what was the point of living?
So, upon hearing Wang Zongyao’s words, not only did Round Dance not leave immediately, but his attitude shifted from its initial reverence to something cold and hard. He said resolutely, "I’m sorry, but I won’t be leaving. Sir, we have no intention of opposing the West Mansion. We just need to go in and find someone. Once we’ve found him, we will naturally leave."
"Finding someone is not an option either! If you don’t leave, then you are making an enemy of my West Mansion! I don’t care what influence you belong to, as long as you make an enemy of my West Mansion in the Western Domain, I can guarantee you will not have a good end!" Wang Zongyao said coldly.
His voice was filled with menace.
Although Wang Zongyao’s strength was slightly inferior to Round Dance’s, his status was on another level entirely. He was a member of the West Mansion Inner Mansion and the Chief Examiner for the assessment in Fengyue City, a position of great prestige.
For a moment, his words gained the upper hand, as did his imposing aura, faintly suppressing Round Dance’s own.
However, after hearing Wang Zongyao’s threatening words, Round Dance suddenly met his gaze, glanced at him with disdain, and then began to laugh.
He seemed to have come to some sort of realization. His laughter was unrestrained and contemptuous, and in an instant, his imposing aura soared, turning the tables and suppressing Wang Zongyao’s in return!
"Sir, I call you ’sir’ out of respect. Without that respect, you are nothing! So what if it’s the West Mansion? In this world, the strong are respected. Only the powerful have the right to speak. The weak can only shut up and get out of the way! And in my eyes, you are one of the weak. So, I’m going to find my man now. Are you going to move or not?!"
Round Dance’s voice became ice-cold, causing the temperature of the air to plummet.
Though his face was masked, the pair of eyes he revealed were incomparably sharp, like daggers. It seemed as if Wang Zongyao dared to utter a single word of refusal, those eyes alone could pierce him through.
"Is that so? You think I don’t have the strength? In that case, I’ll have to ask for your instruction and see if *you* have the qualifications to tell me to get out of the way!" Wang Zongyao sneered, his Battle King aura erupting from his body and surging toward Round Dance.
Round Dance also released his own imposing aura, letting it collide with Wang Zongyao’s. "Whether I’m qualified or not, we’ll know once we test it."
Instantly, the wind surged and the clouds churned; the very sky seemed to change color.
The two invisible, intangible auras collided, creating a series of crackling sounds that were incredibly piercing to the ear.
The clash between the auras of two Battle Kings was not something an ordinary person could withstand. Both the men in black robes and the members of the West Mansion immediately and unconsciously retreated, moving far away from the center of the collision. It wasn’t until they were nearly ten meters away that the pressure lessened slightly, making it much more bearable.
The distant spectators, however, were having a hard time.
Although they were quite far from Wang Zongyao and Round Dance, the imposing aura of a Battle King was so powerful that even feeling it from a distance made one’s chest tighten, as if crushed by a giant boulder. It was an unbearable feeling.
"Holy shit, it looks like they’re about to fight! That’s the Chief Examiner, right? What’s his strength Level? And what about the guy in black? They both seem so damn awesome!"
"What are they doing now? Why are they just standing there? Argh, my head hurts so much."
"You’re ignorant. They’re clashing with their imposing auras. It’s normal for you to feel uncomfortable. A clash between the auras of Battle Kings is not something an ordinary person can withstand."
"But we’re nearly a hundred meters away from them!"
"So what if it’s a hundred meters? That’s just how terrifying the power of a Battle King is!"
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
The auras of the two Battle Kings intertwined in mid-air. It was as if one had transformed into a dragon and the other into a phoenix, both locked in a fierce struggle. A series of thunderous explosions echoed throughout Unrivaled Square.
The candidates on the arenas had long since stopped their matches. The pressure on the arenas was even greater than in the spectator stands.
However, the crowd of candidates showed no signs of discomfort or fear. Instead, they looked thrilled, excited, and... envious?
They were merely Battle Master Level Martial Artists. Whether they would ever have the chance to become a Battle Spirit was uncertain and a distant prospect.
As for a contest between Battle Kings, it was something they had never witnessed before.
How could they not be ecstatic to witness such a spectacle now? Who cared about a little pressure?
"So this is what it’s like when a Battle King Powerhouse makes a move? It’s truly amazing!"
"Just with their imposing aura alone, a Battle King Powerhouse could crush us. I feel so insignificant under this pressure."
"I’m so envious. I hope that one day I can reach this Level too."
"I heard that to graduate from the West Mansion’s Inner Mansion, you have to reach the Battle King Level."
"You’re already thinking about graduating from the Inner Mansion? Why don’t you first figure out how to even get in!"
Meanwhile, Mu Xianling watched the figures of Wang Zongyao and Round Dance, a determined light flashing in her eyes. She said, "One day, I will reach their level, and even surpass them."
"Don’t worry, Little Sister Xianling, I’ll reach that level for you and protect you," Su Sidao said fawningly from the side.
However, Mu Xianling ignored him.
"What’s a Battle King? If I were the same age as the Chief Examiner, I could become a Battle King without even having to cultivate diligently," Fan Wei said proudly.
Yuan Qiong, on the other hand, said nothing, simply staring at the two Battle Kings in the square with eyes full of envy.
"BOOM!"
"THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD...!"
Another explosive sound erupted in mid-air, and the clash of auras between the two Battle Kings in the square finally ended. Wang Zongyao stumbled back more than a dozen steps before coming to a stop.
Then, with a PFFT, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He was clearly injured!
In this battle of auras between Battle Kings, Wang Zongyao was a notch below and had been defeated by Round Dance!

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