At this moment, the atmosphere felt somewhat tense. Nangong Xuan stared at Yue Wushuang, and in his eyes, besides coldness, there was also a trace of disgust.

Yue Wushuang was the same.

She gazed at Nangong Xuan, a hint of disdainful sneer at the corner of her mouth.

"Your strength is indeed strong, but your leadership ability is not that great. I think the responsibility of leadership shouldn’t fall on you. It might as well be given to me."

Yue Wushuang slowly walked to the front, her tone carrying a hint of mockery.

Nangong Xuan’s eyes grew colder and colder as he listened to Yue Wushuang, his fists clenched tightly.

Then he sneered, relaxed his hands, and gently patted his waist.

A cold gleam flashed, and a black long sword was held in his hand, reflecting waves of cold light under the illumination.

"The old rules, I don’t want to waste words with you," Nangong Xuan said slowly, "Let’s have a duel, whoever wins will be the leader of this mission."

Actually, as the mission leader, although one can share a part of the glory, most Forbidden Land Envoys are unwilling to be the one sticking out.

Because the little bit of glory comes with a huge responsibility—one could say it’s a thankless job, requiring brainpower, and failing could easily lead to a downfall.

But now Nangong Xuan is willing to step up, just to complete the task as soon as possible.

And Yue Wushuang has also stepped forward, not just to complete the task but more to contend with Nangong Xuan.

If someone else had opposed him at this moment, Nangong Xuan might have agreed quite decisively and even given up this position without any hesitation.

But since it was Yue Wushuang, Nangong Xuan disagreed.

As his words fell, Nangong Xuan had already drawn the long sword from his waist.

He was determined to settle the score with Yue Wushuang.

Yue Wushuang shook her head, sneering, "You’re still the same as before, seeming like a master, appearing calm on the surface, but not calm at all."

"In that forbidden land mission back then, if it wasn’t for you insisting on doing what everyone opposed, why would so many have died?"

With this sentence, veins popped up on Nangong Xuan’s forehead. He gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with a hint of anger, as if he would explode at any moment.

The surrounding Forbidden Land Envoys heard this and started discussing.

"I know what she’s talking about. It was a forbidden land mission a long time ago."

"Tell me more. I want to know too."

"It’s said that back then, Nangong Xuan was the leader of this mission, and Yue Wushuang was also part of the team."

"Nangong Xuan made a decision mistake, leading to most of the Forbidden Land Envoys dying, even though Yue Wushuang had warned him beforehand. However, Nangong Xuan was very arbitrary, insisting on his decision without giving them a chance to refute."

"I see, no wonder Yue Wushuang is opposing Nangong Xuan today. If it were me, I’d oppose him too."

The murmurings started small but soon became extremely noisy.

Qin An stood among the crowd, listening to the discussions, and couldn’t help but shake his head slightly.

Being a leader is an arduous and unrewarding position.

If done well, everyone will praise your name; if done poorly, even just one mistake will be talked about for a long, long time.

He didn’t say much, just continued watching the changes in the field, waiting for the two to decide a victor and then enter the Reincarnation Forbidden Area to complete the mission.

Nangong Xuan’s face grew uglier as he listened to the discussions around him, the veins on his forehead rising.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly turned his head, shouting, "Everyone shut up!"

With these words, the previously market-like noisy environment instantly returned to silence, as if one could even hear a pin drop.

Seeing this situation, Yue Wushuang chuckled, "Yes, just like that, you yelled at us back then too, but what was the result?"

"You shut up too!" Nangong Xuan raised his black long sword, pointing at Yue Wushuang, "If you want the leader’s position, fight me for it. If you win, I’ll hand it over willingly; if you lose, stop talking."

Yue Wushuang furrowed her brows slightly, "You clearly aren’t suitable to be a leader, so why be so stubborn? Just give it to me and save us the strife."

"What do you know?" Nangong Xuan clenched his fists and roared, "I will never easily give you this position."

Seeing Nangong Xuan’s appearance, Yue Wushuang showed a sudden realization, "I see, you want to prove yourself with this leadership, right?" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Nangong Xuan said nothing, falling silent.

Yue Wushuang confirmed her guess, shook her head slightly, and took a step forward.

As Yue Wushuang took this step, the aura within her surged, and the aura of Tripod Aspiration Realm Perfection flowed continuously at this moment.

Then, a cold gleam flashed at Yue Wushuang’s waist, and she held two short swords in her hands.

Her aura was evenly matched with Nangong Xuan, and the aftermath of the confrontation between the two stirred up a violent wind, rushing towards the surroundings.

The tension between them was at breaking point, and a fight could break out at any moment.

But at this moment, another voice slowly arose.

"Why are you going to such great lengths? This mission is a major task and a mandatory one. A lot of thought has been put into it from above. If something goes wrong because of this, no one can bear the responsibility. Am I right?"

As this voice rose, many immediately turned their gaze toward the source of the sound.