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Li Banfeng followed Ma Wu across the newly built road and stopped before a stretch of ruins.
The site had only just been demolished. Broken bricks and scattered rubble still covered the ground, untouched since the work began.
By now, a row of iron bars had been set up around the perimeter, with guards posted to keep out anyone who had nothing to do with the fight.
"This is a rule of the Song Family. It’s called sealing the field. Before a bloodcall, they shut the entire area down. The Song Family picks the site a day ahead of time, and once it’s sealed, no one is allowed to enter or pull any tricks."
Li Banfeng was taken aback. This was far more formal than he had expected.
Through the iron fence, Li Banfeng spotted Song Jiasen, the head of the Song Family.
Song Jiasen wore a short, front-clasping blue cotton jacket. Behind him stood his two sons, Song Zhigang and Song Zhiyi, and further back were two or three dozen guards.
The crowd of onlookers grew larger. At ten o'clock sharp, Song Jiasen gave the order, "Beat the drum."
Dong, dong, dong~
The drumbeats burst through the air, loud enough to rattle teeth. The two main fighters hired for the bloodcall match marched into the arena with heavy, deliberate steps.
They were called “main fighters,” but in truth they were simply the bruisers each side had paid for. They were picked like prize livestock and pushed forward to do the smashing.
At Skygreen Field, the daytime fight with wagers followed a very simple rule. The two sides staked their wishes on the outcome, and whoever won had the right to make the other obey. Since the real quarrelers often had no desire to get their own noses broken, they simply hired someone else to take the blows for them.
The ones who started today’s bloodcall were the owners of two inns who had gotten into a business dispute. One of them sent out a tall, burly man who stood nearly one meter ninety. He was solidly built, and it was obvious from the way he carried himself that he had trained in martial arts.
The other inn chose a middle-aged man who looked rather skinny. Judging by his physique, he was clearly at a disadvantage, which only meant he was...
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