Stepping onto the central dueling platform within the meeting house and arriving at the center of the spacious, majestic circular arena, the blue magic lamps were still dazzling, but Yang Yu no longer experienced the dizziness and blurred vision he had felt during his first visit.
Surrounding the area, the number of spectators had nearly tripled compared to last time. There was not a single empty seat in the stands, and even the aisles were packed with people.
The moment the audience saw Yang Yu, they began to size him up with curiosity and whispered discussions, then shifted their gaze towards the examiners' seats.
Among the eight examiners was one extremely familiar face—cloaked in a purple long robe, with black hair and blue eyes, a distinguished appearance—he was among the best of the younger generation and also the examiner who had lost to Yang Yu last time—Dian Wen.
Standing next to him was an imposing middle-aged man.
