But with Lin Yun’s current gaze, he may feel that it is very rare, because his cognition and vision are different.

"How much money is there to be held in the 'other'?" Lin Yun asked curiously.

"It's only more than two million." said the head of Wanbao Pavilion.

Currently, there are 7.6 billion yuan bets, and only more than 2 million yuan bets, which is a huge gap.

"Then I bet on the 'other' option is two million. If I win the prize, wouldn't half of the prize pool be my?" Lin Yun said.

"Fellow Daoist Beichen, if you bet on something else, it is almost impossible to win the prize, so basically not many people bet on this option." The Pavilion Master said with a smile and shook his head.

The Pavilion Master continued to explain: "And there is a capping mechanism for winning the prize, which is no more than fifty times the amount of bet. Even if you win, if you bet 8 million, you can only get 400 million at most. The undivided money in the prize pool will accumulate to the next peak competition."

"So that's it, then I'll just press 200 million, just press 'other'." After Lin Yun finished speaking, he turned his hand and showed a storage ring.

Lin Yun bet on the ‘others’, to put it bluntly, he is betting on himself, because this other thing includes himself.

If you can win the championship, most of the prize pool of 10 billion will belong to you!

If you lose, you will lose these 200 million.

Lin Yun thinks he can still take a try, after all, the loss caused by winning or losing is very big, and the cost-effectiveness is very high.

"What? He bets 200 million? And he bets 'other'?"

When Lin Yun said something, the betting platform suddenly became an uproar.

Even a true holy weapon can't cost so much money!

This is definitely an astronomical existence in the eyes of people around you.

At the treasure appraisal meeting of Chuxin City, a considerable number of the auctioned treasures could not be sold for 200 million yuan.

What's more, buying treasures, buying real holy tools and betting are not the same nature.

It’s like a person has one million, and if you buy a house, you can take it out, but if you take it for entertainment, it’s a generous way to spend tens of thousands of dollars.

Most of the holy realms and Tongtian realms around them use tens of thousands of Haoyue crystal stones to play, and some even just use a few thousand to play casually. There are few who can use hundreds of thousands to bet out.

I have to be so rich that I dare to bet with 200 million.

What they couldn't understand most was whether these 200 million bets were "other"?

As we all know, betting on other things is almost certain to lose.

A pair of incredible eyes fell to Lin Yun.

"Haha, what a ill-brained guy." A harsh voice rang out.

Lin Yun turned his head and saw that it was the young master of the Nether Palace. He also came to bet and played, and happened to meet Lin Yun.

"How can I bet on my money? Nothing about you!" Lin Yun replied coldly.

"You..." The young master of the Ming Palace's face suddenly changed.

There was even more amazement around.

Who is this guy? He dares to directly confront the young master of the Ming Palace? Why is he so brave!

"Boy, wait, I will make you pay the price!" The young master of the Ming Palace said viciously.

Lin Yun no longer paid attention to him and looked directly at the Lord of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist Beichen, you... are you sure you will spend 200 million to bet others?" The Lord of Wanbao Pavilion also seemed incredible.

"I'm sure, even if I lose, I can afford to lose." Lin Yun smiled and answered very confidently.

"This..., OK."

Although the Lord of Wanbao Pavilion could not understand, since Lin Yun was sure, he would not say much anymore.

After all, he had already explained the rules to Lin Yun clearly, and he believed that Lin Yun knew what it meant to bet like this.

After the Wanbao Pavilion Master took Lin Yun's storage ring, he ordered his subordinates to register.

"People, I'll say goodbye first."

After Lin Yun said that, he folded his fists and said goodbye.

There was silence around the betting platform, and everyone looked at Lin Yun's back as he left.

"This guy is simply giving money to the prize pool. Who is he? What exactly is he thinking?"

"Okay, the bigger the prize pool, the more everyone gets."

...

The monks around were talking in a low voice.

The young master of the Nether Palace stared at Lin Yun's back with a slight gaze.

...

While these top forces entered the venue, three men with straw hats also came to the scene silently.

There were too many people at the scene, and there were even more people wearing hats, so naturally no one paid attention to them.

But if Lin Yun lifts his hat and leaves, he will recognize the three of them, namely Feiying Jinjun, Wu Shen, and his senior brother.

The God of Martial Arts arrived a few days ago, and Feiying Jinjun and the eldest brother only arrived at Chaos City today.

Feiying Jinjun is the supreme, but unfortunately no one has noticed his entry.

During this period, the Dao Alliance and the teams of the six major forces have all arrived and sat in front of them.

All contestants from other forces have come to the scene.

"It's almost time."

The Lord of Wanbao Pavilion looked up at the sky, then turned around and jumped to the open space under the beating.

"All participants, go to the stage immediately to gather for lottery draws." The loud voice of the head of Wanbao Pavilion resounded throughout the audience.

The error-free chapters of "Top Rich" will continue to be updated on Qingdou Novel Network Novel Network. There are no advertisements on the site. Please collect and recommend Qingdou Novel Network!
Chapter completed!