As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Lingtian signed his name and left his fingerprint on the Death Pact under Yang Wen's incredulous gaze.
"The Death Pact is formed!"
As soon as Duan Lingtian signed the Death Pact, the Bronze Flame Elder from the Palace of Death who was holding the Death Pact said loudly, "Yang Wen and Duan Lingtian will enter the Death Arena in a little while and have a Death Duel!"
"A little while?"
Duan Lingtian was stunned. A puzzled expression appeared on his face. He did not know why they had to wait until a little while before the Death Duel.
Was there a need to wait until so late?
"In the next hour, the Palace of Death will be the banker and launch a bet for the Death Duel between you and Yang Wen! If you're confident, you can bet all your contribution points on yourself, and bet that you'll be able to survive until the end … Of course, if you die, even if you don't bet on yourself, your contribution points won't be of any use to you. "
As though he could see Duan Lingtian's confusion, Nie Zui, the custodian of the Palace of Death, explained nonchalantly, "For this reason, those who enter the Death Arena will usually bet all their Contribution Points on themselves!"
Duan Lingtian finally understood. He did not expect the Palace of Death to have such a tradition even though it was a solemn place.
"The Palace of Death won't take any of the Saint Land's disciples' Contribution Points. We'll only act as the middleman and mix all of your Contribution Points together before calculating the odds based on your Contribution Points.
Naturally, if the elders from the Palace of Death think highly of someone, they can place a bet as well, "Nie Zui said.
Duan Lingtian nodded.
"Elder Nie Zui, you mean the other Saint Land's disciples can place a bet as well?"
Duan Lingtian asked in surprise.
"Of course!"
Nie Zui replied. "Otherwise, what do you think the spectator seats around the Death Arena are for?
If you want to place a bet, you can look for the other two Bronze Flame Elders in the Palace of Death. After you've placed your bet and entered the Death Arena, the other Saint Land's disciples will be able to enter the Palace of Death to place their bets and enter the spectator seats around the Death Arena.
"Before I give the order, even though the two of you are in the Death Arena, you are not allowed to make a move! Otherwise, the first to attack will be severely punished by the Hall of Life and Death! "
Speaking up to this point, Nie Zui's tone became more severe, "The traditions of the Hall of Life and Death cannot be overturned by anyone!"
Duan Lingtian nodded. He then walked out and looked for the other two Bronze Flame Elders to place their bets.
"What a pity … I only have 100 contribution points."
When he placed his bet, Duan Lingtian could not help but sigh to himself. At the same time, he muttered in his heart, "I only hope that the others will place their bets on Yang Wen … That way, I can still win quite a bit."
"Yang Wen! Why aren't you going to bet? "
After Duan Lingtian placed his bet and stepped into the Death Arena, Nie Zui looked at Yang Wen, who was still standing in place. His expression darkened as he shouted in a low voice.
Yang Wen could not help but shudder immediately. When he regained his senses, he hastily placed his bet.
After placing his bet, Yang Wen flew up to the Death Arena and stared at Duan Lingtian. His eyes were filled with hostility as he stared at Duan Lingtian.
"Duan Lingtian, although I don't know where you got your courage from to sign the Death Arena Contract for a Death Duel with me, Yang Wen, I still have to tell you that I'll definitely kill you today to avenge my brother! To avenge my father! "
Yang Wen's expression was gloomy as he enunciated each word clearly.
"Everyone knows how to boast … Whether you can kill me or not depends on whether you have the ability to do so!"
Unlike Yang Wen, Duan Ling Tian's expression was calm. After hearing Yang Wen's harsh words, he took his time to reply.
"I'd like to see if your expression will still be as calm after an hour!"
Yang Wen sneered.
"Then you can wait patiently."
Duan Lingtian said nonchalantly. At the same time, he shifted his gaze to look outside the Death Palace.
Almost as soon as Duan Lingtian shifted his gaze, the group of Saint Land disciples outside the Death Palace seemed to have received some kind of order and immediately swarmed in. At once, the Death Palace seemed to have turned into a noisy marketplace.
"Duan Lingtian actually signed the Death Arena Contract?"
Many Saint Land disciples had an expression of shock and disbelief on their faces. Until now, they still had not recovered from the shock of Duan Lingtian signing the Death Arena Contract.
"I really don't know where he gets his courage from! To think he actually signed the Death Arena Contract … He's seeking death! "
Some Saint Land disciples immediately said disdainfully. They felt Duan Lingtian had overestimated himself by signing the Death Arena Contract.
"I think this Duan Lingtian is a little strange … Ever since he came to Zoroastrianism, he has been fighting with the Black Turtle Sanctum's First Silver Flame Elder, Li An, since the beginning, but he didn't suffer any losses! Based on what he did after that, he doesn't seem like someone who would suffer losses! "
A Saint Land disciple could not help but say when he recalled Duan Lingtian's experience after he came to Zoroastrianism.
Many Saint Land disciples began to laugh at this Saint Land disciple's words.
"What? Don't tell me you think he's stronger than Senior Brother Yang Wen? Do you think he'll be able to kill Senior Brother Yang Wen in this Death Arena? "
"Stop joking! The reason Duan Lingtian has not suffered any losses since he came to Zoroastrianism is because he's quite strong, and he hasn't encountered any tough opponents yet! As for Elder Li An, he didn't dare to make a move on him because of his status. Otherwise, do you think he'd be able to survive until now? "
"That's right! If you think Duan Lingtian can survive today, you can bet on him. However, I'm afraid you'll lose everything! "
"That's right. Since you're so confident in Duan Lingtian, you can bet on him. This way, we'll be able to earn more Contribution Points. "
…
Perhaps, even this Saint Land disciple did not know his words would cause so many Saint Land disciples to laugh at him.
He immediately shut his mouth.
As for betting on Duan Ling Tian, he was not stupid enough to bet on him!
What he said just now was purely an irresponsible guess. It was not his real thoughts.
In his opinion, Yang Wen had a higher chance of surviving today's Death Arena.
After all, Yang Wen was a true disciple of the Saint Land of Zoroastrianism. Moreover, he was a Saint Celestial Stage powerhouse!
As for Duan Lingtian, although he had mastered a few high-grade Divine Abilities and was quite strong, it would be difficult for him to catch up to Yang Wen since he only possessed a yellow Innate Spiritual Root, let alone kill him.
"I'll bet 300 Contribution Points on Senior Brother Yang Wen!"
"I'll bet 500 Contribution Points on Senior Brother Yang Wen!"
"I'm going all out! I'll bet 3,300 Contribution Points on Senior Brother Yang Wen! "
…
As the group of Saint Land disciples entered the Death Arena, the two Palace Of Death Bronze Flame Elders who were in charge of collecting the bets became busy as well.
Fifteen minutes had passed, but not a single Saint Land disciple had bet on Duan Lingtian!
Based on this, one could see how much they did not think Duan Lingtian would win.
"Nobody's betting on Duan Lingtian?"
This situation quickly attracted the attention of some Saint Land disciples. "If this continues, how are we going to earn any Contribution Points?"
"That's right. The wager in the Palace of Life and Death is calculated based on the bets placed by both parties. If everyone placed their bets on Senior Brother Yang Wen, we would only be able to take back our own Contribution Points. We wouldn't be able to earn a single Contribution Point! "
"Otherwise, who's going to bet on Duan Lingtian? If this continues, we won't be able to earn any Contribution Points at all! "
"Do you think we're stupid? Betting on Duan Lingtian? Wouldn't that be equivalent to wasting our Contribution Points? "
…
The group of Saint Land disciples fell into an uproar again. None of them thought Duan Lingtian would win. All of them felt Duan Lingtian would definitely die today!
"Although Duan Lingtian is quite strong, he only has a yellow Innate Spiritual Root. Due to his innate talent, it's difficult for him to achieve anything great even if he has mastered a few high-grade Divine Abilities!"
"That's right. Under such circumstances, only a fool would bet on him. "
"This can't go on. If we all bet on Senior Brother Yang Wen, we won't be able to earn any Contribution Points at all!"
"There's nothing we can do about that. Why don't you bet on Duan Lingtian instead? "
"I'm not a fool!"
…
Meanwhile, the group of Saint Land disciples continued to discuss among themselves. Nobody was willing to bet on Duan Ling Tian after a long time.
A voice suddenly sounded and attracted the attention of the group of Saint Land disciples.
"I'll bet 100 Contribution Points on Duan Lingtian!"
A Saint Land disciple took the lead and placed his bet on Duan Lingtian.
Although it was only 100 Contribution Points, many Saint Land disciples' eyes lit up immediately. They felt it was good that someone took the lead. There would definitely be many people who would follow suit.
In that case, they would not have to worry about not earning enough Contribution Points.
It did not matter if they did not earn much. It was fine as long as they earned some Contribution Points.
As the saying went, 'A mosquito is still meat!'
"Isn't he Sun De?"
"Sun De? The Saint Land disciple who successfully comprehended the Black Turtle Sanctum's most treasured Divine Ability, the Black Turtle's Barrier, before Duan Lingtian and came to our Saint Land? "
"That's him! I heard the reason he managed to comprehend the Black Turtle's Barrier was because Duan Lingtian inadvertently helped him. No wonder he would bet on Duan Lingtian. As it turns out, he wants to return the favor to Duan Lingtian! "
"He's smart to know that this is his last chance to return the favor to Duan Lingtian. After today, even if he wants to return the favor to Duan Lingtian, he won't be able to do so anymore."
…
Many Saint Land disciples recognized the Saint Land disciple, Sun De, who had bet on Duan Lingtian.
"Junior Brother Ling Tian, I've just arrived at the Saint Land, and I only have so many Contribution Points."
Sun De smiled wryly as he looked at Duan Lingtian who was in the Death Arena.
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