"Wait."
A shouted command came, and a figure who seemed to have just arrived not long ago strode past the crowd from behind and descended onto the field.
The surrounding crowd stirred somewhat upon seeing the newcomer.
"It's him, Heavy Equipment Association's Yin Niansheng."
"Iron Hawk senior brother."
The sudden turn of events left the onlookers somewhat bewildered.
However, Kun Sheng, with his War Intent Boiling, did not appreciate being interrupted mid-battle. His gaze turned sharply, and he said in a deadly calm voice,
"I don't care who you are or what makes you so confident, but if you interrupt my fight without a proper reason, be prepared to leave behind both legs."
His tone was so calm that at first, one might not detect the murderous intent, but the next second it would send chills down the spine.
For a moment, many in the crowd turned their astonished gazes towards him.
"Brother," Iron Hawk said, frowning deeply,
