With his command, more than thirty disciples in brocade rushed out of the main hall.
These people all remained silent, quietly setting up the death match arena in the open space in front of the hall with wooden stakes and ropes. Judging from their skilled movements, these were not ordinary low-level disciples of the Seven Profound Sect.
Watching the dueling arena being delineated, Li Feiyu couldn't help but feel uneasy and asked Han Li, "Are we just going to hide here and watch them fight without doing anything? It doesn't seem right!"
"What's wrong with that? Your little sweetheart is not in any danger now, she's safe. After the duel between them is over, we'll take advantage of the chaos when the Wild Wolf Gang retreats and secretly take Zhang away. Then you two can flee and find a place where they can't find you, so you won't be made a scapegoat by those above and forced to bear a burden you can't handle," Han Li said indifferently, showing that he didn't have much attachment to the Seven Profound Sect.
"Isn't that eloping? No, Sleeve won't agree!" Li Feiyu shook his head vigorously.
"Then knock her out, forcibly take her away, and then it'll all be settled," Han Li replied casually.
"You..." Li Feiyu was rendered speechless by Han Li's words, glaring at him angrily.
Just as the two were entangled in their disagreement, the Sect Master Wang solemnly received two blood-red documents from a disciple, which were the Life and Death Contracts. He kept one for himself and had the other one handed to Jia Tianlong across from him.
When Jia Tianlong received the document, his expression also became solemn. He carefully opened the document, browsed through it cautiously to ensure there were no issues, then nodded and closed it before proceeding to select the warriors for battle.
After some selection, he picked thirteen elite warriors from the Wild Wolf Gang. To minimize losses, he also selected a dozen or so capable members from smaller gangs. Regardless of whether these people were willing to contribute, as long as they signed the Life and Death Contract, they would fight for their lives. As for the remaining candidates, they would be composed entirely of his well-coordinated Iron Guards. Of course, Jinguang would definitely join the fray; he was counting on his powerful sword techniques to dominate.
While Jia Tianlong was busy, Wang Juechu on the opposite side had returned to the stone hall at some point and had yet to emerge, presumably also racking his brains over the selection of combatants.
When the death match arena was finally completed, Sect Master Wang led three to four hundred people out of the hall.
Among them were both young and old, men and women, but each one had a determined look in their eyes and steady strides. They were obviously the elite of the Seven Profound Sect. Among them, the three individuals closely following Wang Juechu caught Jia Tianlong's attention the most.
These three individuals—a scholar in flowing robes exuding scholarly aura, a burly man with a fierce look and a face full of stubble, and a person in gray clothes carrying a long sword with a cold expression—all looked like middle-aged men in their thirties or forties at first glance. However, upon closer inspection, one would sense a profound sense of vicissitudes in their brows and eyes, making them seem much older than they appeared.
Jia Tianlong understood that these three individuals must be Wang Juechu's three senior martial brothers, indicating that the other party was truly willing to risk everything to keep him here.
Thinking of this, he turned to the dwarf Jinguang beside him and pointed at the three individuals, asking, "Master, what do you think of those three? Can you handle them?"
"They are just a few ordinary mortals. Once my flying sword is out, their lives will be over! What's there to worry about? Don't you trust me?" Jinguang glared, displeased and somewhat hostile in tone.
"No, no! I was just asking casually, Master, please don't take it to heart," Jia Tianlong hastily accompanied with a smile, afraid of offending his current biggest reliance.
"Hmph!" The dwarf's anger gradually subsided after hearing this.
Jia Tianlong breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that this great immortal was really not easy to serve!
He smiled bitterly inwardly and quickly turned around, shouting loudly, "Are you ready? Start signing the Life and Death Contracts!"
With this reprimand, the members of the Wild Wolf Gang participating in the death match began to solemnly write down their names and sign the contracts on the Life and Death Document, expressing their determination.
At the same time, Wang Juechu, unwilling to be outdone, coldly declared, "Sign the Life and Death Contracts!"
Immediately, dozens of pre-selected elite warriors from the Seven Profound Sect walked out of the crowd, also ready to sign the contracts on the document.
As these people stepped forward, Han Li naturally cast his gaze in their direction, hoping to see if there were any acquaintances among them. He also saw Wang Juechu's three senior martial brothers, but he didn't pay much attention to them. After a cursory glance, his gaze fell on an elderly man in a blue shirt.
As soon as he saw the face of this elderly man, Han Li couldn't help but exclaim, "Elder Li!"
This person turned out to be Elder Li, whose life Han Li had saved, the master of Ma Rong. Unexpectedly, he was also one of the participants in the death match, which was quite unexpected.
After Han Li came back to his senses, he quickly turned his head and slapped Li Feiyu's shoulder hard, saying, "Did you see that? Elder Li is also there, he's going to sign the Life and Death Contract too!"
Li Feiyu stood motionless with no expression, staring into the distance as if he hadn't heard anything, looking extremely numb.
"Huh! What's going on?" Han Li was somewhat surprised.
"Even if Elder Li wants to sign the Life and Death Contract, there's no need to react like this, right?" he asked strangely.
After hearing this, Li Feiyu finally withdrew his gaze, staring blankly at Han Li and uttered a sentence that made Han Li lose his senses for a moment.
"Sleeve... Sleeve, she's also there, she's also going to participate in the Life and Death Contract duel!"
After saying this, Li Feiyu's face immediately turned extremely ugly.
