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Not to mention the puzzled faces of the Wu Shenglings in the audience.

Even the deacons of the high-level forces in the referee's seat were puzzled.

They clearly wanted to help Wu Yun out.

But who would have thought that he would dig a bigger hole for himself.

As for Li Ziyuan, he would naturally not miss this opportunity.

Moreover, he was also having a headache at the moment.

Although he could suppress the five deacons of high-level forces.

But if they insisted on asking for a rematch, once a dispute really broke out, the matter would be out of control and it would be difficult to end.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yun actually said this, and he was overjoyed.

It seemed that he was afraid that someone would stop him or that Wu Yun would regret it later.

As soon as Wu Yun finished speaking, he immediately slid down the steps.

Said: "Okay, this is what you said, but since it is a bet, there must be a bet. Tell me, what is your bet?"

"Humph!"

Wu Yun smiled indifferently and looked at the Wu Shenglings in the audience.

Then he turned around and said coldly: "The bet is very simple. You have spent so much effort to target Tianlong Academy, right? In this case, I will help you!"

"If we lose, all the people in Tianlong Academy, including the dean and me, will be at your disposal without any complaints."

As soon as these words came out, Li Ziyuan was overjoyed.

For him, this was a lamb delivered to his door.

The rest of the people were dumbfounded and looked at Wu Yun with a look of a lunatic.

Is this kid crazy? Such a big bet?

Even Yu Yunzi in the audience said to Wu Shengling: "Brother Wu, is this... okay?"

Wu Shengling was also full of doubts at this moment, but no matter how puzzled he was.

They must believe Wu Yun.

Now the survival of Tianlong Academy depends on Wu Yun and the others.

Looking back at Yu Yunzi, he opened his mouth several times, wanting to say something but stopping.

But when everyone was shocked by the bet Wu Yun placed on them, Wu Yun's next sentence shocked everyone again.

Wu Yun said, "If we win, you!"

Wu Yun pointed at Li Ziyuan angrily, "I want your head, you must not have any complaints or resistance!"

"I will bet the entire Tianlong Academy on your head! Do you dare?"

"You..."

Li Ziyuan obviously did not expect Wu Yun to dare to talk to him like this.

He was stunned and wanted to scold Wu Yun, but he didn't know how to start.

"What? You are willing to accept the loss, but you don't dare? You dare to play some conspiracy behind the scenes, are you afraid?"

Wu Yun teased meaningfully.

In fact, this is also Wu Yun's helpless move.

Li Ziyuan is going to deal with Tianlong Academy, which is a foregone conclusion.

Even if Wu Yun and others can accept the challenge of these five second-class forces this time, Li Ziyuan will definitely not give up in the future.

It's better to go all the way.

If you want to play, play a big one.

Behind him, on the referee's seat, Manager Yun and the deacons of the high-level forces looked at each other.

Especially Manager Yun.

What he was thinking was.

If Wu Yun won by chance, and Li Zongguan really wanted to fulfill the bet.

If something happened to Li Zongguan in the examination field under his jurisdiction, once the Third Prince blamed him, he would not have enough heads to chop off.

After a moment of silence, the Yun steward said: "Wu Yun, Li Zongguan is of noble status, how could he make such a bet with you? This time, you win the duel for the proposal of everyone. There are four more games to come, so let's follow the previous rules!"

Yun steward had good intentions to help Li Ziyuan out.

Seeing that Li Ziyuan was slow to speak, he thought he had backed down.

It was just that he was embarrassed to speak in public.

But he never thought that his words would directly anger Li Ziyuan.

"Manager Yun, it's not your turn to interfere in my affairs. I think you are getting impatient as a manager! I'm afraid of this yellow-haired boy. Wu Yun, you said this, the entire Tianlong Academy is the bet, don't deny it."

As he said this, Li Ziyuan looked at Wu Shengling.

He made so many plans for this moment. At this moment, Wu Yun jumped into the pit himself, and he just saved trouble.

At that time, he could even destroy Tianlong Academy directly with a legitimate reason.

In this way, why not do it?

Seeing Li Ziyuan looking at him, Wu Shengling knew what he meant.

Gritting his teeth, he said: "Li Ziyuan, Wu Yun's words can represent me in full. As long as you dare to bet, I will bet on the entire Tianlong Academy!"

Wu Shengling's words once again set off the entire examination field.

They originally thought that Wu Yun was just young and hot-tempered and would say such things, and Wu Shengling would definitely stop him.

But who would have thought that Wu Shengling actually agreed.

This...

However, how could they know that, in fact, whether there is such a bet or not, Tianlong Academy has already made the bet.

"Okay..."

"Manager Li, remember, if you lose, it's your head that will be lost!"

Li Ziyuan was about to speak, but Wu Yun spoke first.

"Humph, you guys!"

Li Ziyuan snorted disdainfully. He may have thought about the consequences of losing.

But he would never believe it.

With the strength of Wu Yun and the others, they could fight against the ten top disciples of four second-class forces.

This is simply a fantasy.

It's more unreal than a dream!

"Manager Yun, all the deacons of the high-level forces, then, today you, and the millions of spectators in the audience, are our witnesses. If any party regrets, they must not regret it!"

For a sinister villain like Li Ziyuan, Wu Yun naturally had to choose the safest way.

All the people from these high-level forces must be dragged along.

In this way, it is expected that Li Ziyuan will not dare to regret it.

And those people from the high-level forces looked at Wu Yun and then at Li Ziyuan.

The hot-tempered deacon Guo from Ziyuan College said: "Wu Yun, I can bear witness for you, but you have to think clearly about this matter. There are only two of you, and the opponents are ten top talents from the other four colleges."

As soon as he finished speaking, Deacon Liu from Huayang College also tried to dissuade him.

"Yes, this college elimination match is to give these second-class forces a chance to be promoted to the top forces. The four colleges will compete together. Whoever wins will win. I think this matter should be..."

"No need!"

Li Ziyuan stopped him directly and said, "Deacon Liu, your concerns are not a problem at all. I think these four forces will handle these matters by themselves."

"Isn't it?"

Seeing Li Ziyuan throwing the topic over.

The deans of the four second-class forces all bowed and said, "Everyone, you don't need to worry about this matter. We will handle it by ourselves when the time comes!"

The five deacons frowned, and had nothing to say, so they sat back in their seats.

"Okay!"

Li Ziyuan smiled coldly.

With his eyes as cold as a knife, he stared at Wu Yun, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only Wu Yun could hear.

"Wu Yun, remember your blasphemy against me today. Soon, I will make you regret coming to this world!"

"That depends on whether those trash under your command have the ability!"

Wu Yun replied fearlessly.

The Supreme Martial God Technique