Wu Yun had never mentioned this so-called condition to them before.

Moreover, including Wang Tong, he definitely does not think that Wu Yun has the ability to fight Nie Kun.

Just now, Wu Yun raised the other party's bet so high that Wang Tong had a bad premonition.

Unexpectedly, his premonition was really fulfilled, and Wu Yun really took the Dao Wang Sect to bet.

Moreover, the good thing is that Wu Yun bet not only the Dao Wang Sect, but also bet the Dao Wang Sect to the Extreme Sect. If he loses, he will be the younger brother.

How could he accept this?

He didn't say he couldn't believe Wu Yun, but he really didn't think Wu Yun had the ability to be an enemy of Nie Kun.

But Wu Yun said the words again.

At this time, the dilemma was transferred from Nie Kun to his side.

Yue Yiren, who was beside her, murmured with a complex smile on her lips.

"It's interesting. This guy is really going to hit the pole as soon as he sees it. The Extreme Sect is going to be in great trouble."

"That's the same. Nie Kun carried his head and sent it to the stinky brat. Haha, it's interesting, it's really interesting."

Just as Yue Yiren was whispering secretly, Nie Kun's voice came from the stage.

"Zheng Master Wang Tong, Wu Yun has bet you all over the Dao Wang Sect. I wonder if this is your sign or his private decision?"

"If it was his private decision, I wonder if he could make a number?"

Obviously, Wang Tong's delay made Nie Kun see some clues, so this question was asked.

Perhaps, Nie Kun was a little irritated in his words, but in fact, he wanted Wang Tong to nod quickly.

If he could take this opportunity to win the Dao Wang Sect in one fell swoop, then he, Nie Kun, would have really made great contributions.

Nie Kun's words undoubtedly made Wang Tong, who was already hesitant, even more anxious.

It's almost scratching my head, I don't know what to do.

On the side, Yue Yiren noticed Wang Tong's embarrassment and abnormality beside him.

Suddenly I thought that what Wu Yun had always exposed was just the second level of the false saint's cultivation. No wonder Wang Tong didn't dare to agree, and it was reasonable.

But at this time, she could not use other words to talk about Wang Tong. There was no way, so she could only tell the truth.

Soon, Yue Yiren whispered a few words beside Wang Tong's ear.

After saying that, Wang Tong looked at Yue Yiren in shock, then looked at Wu Yun carefully, and finally his eyes fell on Yue Yiren again.

It seems that he is asking Yue Yiren to verify whether what he said just now is true!

With Yue Yiren's firm nodding in his eyes, Wang Tong finally gritted his teeth, turned his head and nodded.

"Wu Yun's decision can be regarded as what I, Wang Tong, said without any doubt."

Simple, simply, Wang Tong clearly stated his meaning.

After saying that, Wang Tong suddenly felt a little regretful.

Just now, Yue Yiren told him about Wu Yun, which made him suddenly feel excited.

Secondly, I was forced to have no way out, so I could only grit my teeth and push up.

But after thrusting up excitedly, he began to regret it again.

Worry about this, worry about that.

However, this is no longer important. Since the decision has been made, then we can only watch Wu Yun perform next.

Any other idea is considered redundant.

"Okay, Master Wang Tong, he is indeed generous."

Nie Kun bowed and bowed to Wang Tong.

But this ceremony was completely full of sarcasm.

Soon, Nie Kun glanced at Wu Yun again, and then his eyes fell on the majestic middle-aged man sitting upright on the high platform of the game.

"Sir, you can hear clearly what you said just now. Later, I will make a fight with Wu Yun. If I lose, I will present the cultivation method of the Extreme Sect with both hands, and there is no other word."

"If Wu Yun loses, then the Dao Wang Sect will immediately bow down to our extreme sect and submit to one of the five sects, and permanently surrender to our extreme sects."

Obviously, Nie Kun's move was to show respect for the majestic middle-aged man.

Secondly, we will also let him be fair as a referee to ensure that Wu Yun, Wang Tong, and even the Dao Wang Sect will not refuse to admit his nonsense later.

But Nie Kun's behavior seemed to be for himself.

But in fact, it also made Wu Yun feel much more at ease.

He was also afraid, afraid of Nie Kun, and afraid that Nie would repent and refuse to admit his confession, so he rarely talked to him.

Even if Nie Kun didn't say it, he would definitely find a way to let the majestic middle-aged man come in and be the referee.

Since Nie Kun said that, it was perfectly resolved the problem for Wu Yun.

And the majestic middle-aged man obviously understood their meaning and nodded, "Yes, I'll be the referee!"

While speaking, the majestic middle-aged gaze fell more on Wu Yun.

Obviously, he seemed to be more interested in Wu Yun.

Indeed, it was not only this majestic middle-aged man at this moment, but even everyone present began to be interested in Wu Yun.

They have just seen Wu Yun’s cultivation and combat power clearly.

The combat power of the cross-level is very strong, but the cultivation level is only at the second level of the false saint.

And why did Wu Yun, who is so powerful, dare to have such a courage that is so great?

After a few words, he bet on the future of a sect.

And such people have only two extreme possibilities.

Or it is a garbage that has never seen the world and is ignorant of the world.

Or, he is a powerful demon who is absolutely sure of defeating Nie Kun, but is this possibility really possible? Obviously no one agrees.

What exactly depends on the actual battle.

Even at this moment, almost 99% and even more people think that Wu Yun has no chance of winning.
Chapter completed!