Wu Yun had never mentioned this so-called condition to them before.
Moreover, including Wang Tong, they absolutely did not think that Wu Yun was capable of fighting Nie Kun.
Just now, Wu Yun raised the opponent's stakes so high that Wang Tong had a bad feeling.
Unexpectedly, his premonition came true, and Wu Yun actually bet on Dao Wang Zong.
Moreover, the good thing is that Wu Yun not only bets on the Dao Wang Sect, but also puts the Dao Wang Sect under the Extreme Sect. If he loses, he will become his younger brother directly.
How could he accept this?
It's not that he can't trust Wu Yun, but he really doesn't think Wu Yun is capable of being an enemy of Nie Kun.
But Wu Yun said it again.
At this time, the dilemma shifted from Nie Kun to his side.
On the other hand, Yue Yiren on the side had a complicated smile on her lips and murmured.
"It's interesting. This brat really attacks the enemy at the first sight. The Extreme Sect is going to be in big trouble."
"Then Nie Kun, too, carried his head and gave it to the brat. Haha, it's interesting, it's really interesting."
While Yue Yiren was whispering secretly, Nie Kun's voice came from the stage.
"Master Wang Tong, Wu Yun has put your Tao Wang Sect in custody. I don't know if this is your signal or his private decision?"
"If it is his private decision, I wonder if it can be counted?"
Obviously, Wang Tong's hesitation gave Nie Kun some clues, so he asked this question.
Perhaps, in his words, Nie Kun meant to be unhurried, but in fact, he was eager for Wang Tong to nod quickly.
If he could take advantage of this opportunity and conquer the Dao Wang Sect in one fell swoop, then Nie Kun would have truly made a great contribution.
Nie Kun's words undoubtedly made Wang Tong, who was already hesitant and difficult to decide, even more anxious.
I'm just scratching my head, not knowing what to do.
On the side, Yue Yiren noticed the embarrassment and abnormality of Wang Tong beside him.
It suddenly occurred to me that what Wu Yun had been exposing was only a false second-level saint cultivation. No wonder Wang Tong did not dare to agree, and it was reasonable.
But at this time, she couldn't use other words to move Wang Tong. She had no choice but to tell the truth.
Soon, Yue Yiren whispered a few words in 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 seemed that he was asking Yue Yiren to confirm whether what he just said was true! Under Yue Yiren's firm eyes and nodding, Wang Tong finally gritted his teeth, turned around, and nodded.
"Wu Yun's decisions can be taken as what I, Wang Tong, said, and there is no need to question them."
Simple and straightforward, Wang Tong clearly stated what he meant.
But after saying that, Wang Tong suddenly felt a little regretful.
Just now, Yue Yiren told him about Wu Yun, which made him suddenly emotional.
Secondly, I was forced to have no way out, so I could only grit my teeth and press forward.
But after he pushed it excitedly, he began to regret it again.
Worry about this, worry about that.
However, this is no longer important. Now that the decision has been made, the next step is to watch Wu Yun perform.
Any other thoughts are redundant.
"Okay, Sect Leader Wang Tong is indeed very generous."
Nie Kun bowed his hands to Wang Tong.
But this ceremony was completely filled with mockery.
Soon, Nie Kun glanced at Wu Yun again, and then his eyes fell on the majestic middle-aged man sitting on the high platform watching the battle.
"Sir, you heard clearly what I just said. Later, I will have a battle with Wu Yun. If I lose, I will offer you the cultivation method of the Extreme Sect with both hands without saying a word."
"And if he, Wu Yun, loses, then the Dao Wang Sect, from top to bottom, will immediately surrender to our Extreme Sect, withdraw from one of the five sects, and permanently surrender to our Extreme Sect."
Obviously, Nie Kun's move was to show respect for the majestic middle-aged man.
Secondly, it is also to let him act as a fair referee to ensure that Wu Yun, Wang Tong, and even the Dao Wang Sect will not talk nonsense and deny their accounts.
But Nie Kun's behavior seemed to be for himself.
But in fact, it also made Wu Yun feel at ease a lot.
He was also afraid, afraid of Nie Kun, afraid that Nie Zibai would regret it later and refuse to admit it, and it was rare for him to talk nonsense with him.
Even if Nie Kun didn't say anything, he would definitely have to find a way to let that majestic middle-aged man come in as the referee.
Now that Nie Kun said it, this problem was solved perfectly for Wu Yun.
And the majestic middle-aged man obviously understood what they meant and nodded: "Okay, I will be the referee!"
As he spoke, the eyes of this majestic middle-aged man fell more on Wu Yun.
Obviously, he seemed to be more interested in Wu Yun.
Indeed, at this moment, not only this majestic middle-aged man, but also everyone present became interested in Wu Yun.
They had just seen clearly about Wu Yun's cultivation and combat prowess.
He has very strong cross-level combat power, but his cultivation is only at the second level of Pseudo-Saint.
And why does Wu Yun, who is so powerful, dare to have such incredible courage?
In just a few words, he bet on the future of a sect.
For such a person, there are only two extreme possibilities.
Or, he is a piece of trash who has never seen the world and knows nothing about the world.
Or, he is a heaven-defying monster with monstrous strength. He is absolutely sure of defeating Nie Kun, but is this possibility really possible?
Apparently no one recognized it.
Exactly how this will happen depends on the actual practice of the meeting.
Even at this moment, almost 99% or even more people think that Wu Yun has no chance of winning.
But with such a bet, they still started to get excited and look forward to it.