One win, one loss.
The situation in the arena suddenly became a bit tense, and the many gazes began to focus on Lin Dong, who had yet to make his move, as well as the man dressed in gray.
"Lin Dong, it's your turn... You should be able to do it, right?"
Xia Zhi Lán’s face also tightened at this moment. Her eyes glanced at Lin Dong with some complexity. If Lin Dong lost this round, their Ten Thousand Gold Chamber would inevitably be out of reach from the "Immortal Spring Pool."
Lin Dong pursed his lips slightly, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on the ordinary-looking man in gray who appeared calm. He whispered softly, "I'll do my best."
"The guy's strength should only be about the same as Song Qing's. Bring out the skills you used to defeat Song Qing, and winning shouldn't be difficult," Xia Zhi Lán said quietly.
"Perhaps..." Lin Dong responded ambiguously. He always felt that the seemingly ordinary person wasn't as simple as he appeared on the surface.
"Little friend, this time around the Immortal Spring dispute might just depend on you," Xia Wan Jin smiled faintly towards Lin Dong.
"President Xia, I will do my best," Lin Dong bowed slightly and then stopped talking, slowly walking into the arena.
"Xuan Su, is the person you've chosen... really reliable?" As he watched Lin Dong's back, Xia Wan Jin furrowed his brows slightly and asked in a low voice.
"You should know how important the 'Immortal Spring Pool' is. If our Ten Thousand Gold Chamber can obtain the 'Immortal Spring Pool,' Zhi Lán could break through to the Primordial Yuan Realm within two years. We could even use the remaining energy to cultivate several more Primordial Yuan Realm experts. This would greatly expand our chamber's strength!"
"He's more reliable than Song Qing," Xuan Su smiled faintly, but her words were somewhat vague. The true outcome hadn't appeared yet, so saying anything was inappropriate.
"I hope so." Xia Wan Jin was clear about his sister-in-law's nature and could only helplessly nod. At this point, could he possibly replace the person?
When Lin Dong entered the arena, quite a few gazes from the Blood Wolf Gang side converged on him. However, these gazes all carried a hint of confusion, clearly because they didn’t recognize him.
"I remember the other person should have been Song Qing from the Song family, why has he been replaced by this person?" Beside Yue Shan, a lean elder spoke quietly.
"If he's been replaced, so be it."
Yue Shan casually shook his head, then turned his gaze to the gray-clothed man who had remained silent the entire time, smiling and saying: "Jiang Li, it's your turn."
"Hmm." The man called Jiang Li nodded indifferently, replying: "Remember our agreement."
"Haha, rest assured. If our Blood Wolf Gang can secure this 'Immortal Spring Pool,' not a single reward promised to you will be missing!" Yue Shan laughed.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Li finally smiled, stepping unhurriedly into the arena, stopping in front of Lin Dong. He lowered his head to adjust his sleeves, speaking lightly: "I don't engage in friendly spars. Once I start, my moves will be heavy. If you're not prepared, it might be better for you to leave early."
"Thank you for the warning."