After a moment, after finishing the rules, the old man said to Lin Yang and Duan Tianwen.

Things used for gambling need to be handed over in advance and are under the supervision of the martial arts venue to ensure fairness!

"Can!"

Lin Yang did not hesitate.

He looked at Duan Tianwen and handed over his white light sword.

Until the fish scale armor fell into the old man's hands, even the old man couldn't help but sigh.

Good stuff.

"Since that's the case, now..."

When the bet was received, the old man was preparing to announce the start of the competition.

"Slow down!"

However, before the old man could continue to speak, Lin Yang suddenly interrupted the old man.

Amid everyone's surprised expressions, in the old man's frown, and in Duan Tianwen's confused eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yang's mouth.

"Are you scared?"

Duan Tianwen sneered.

Now, is this boy from Wandan Pavilion starting to be afraid? Want to retreat?

But it's too late!

No one can let him escape after losing face.

Today, this kid has to pay a heavy price.

"Scared? I don't know how to write this word!"

Lin Yang curled his lips.

"You proposed the bet. The White Lightsaber as the bet, and it was you raised it! I want to raise the bet!"

A flash of light flashed in Lin Yang's eyes.

His words were loud and loud!

boom……

Among the countless eyes, Lin Yang's words exploded like a bolt from the blue, causing the martial arts venue to be in an uproar again.

Who would have thought that the boy from Wandan Pavilion would raise the bet at this moment?
Chapter completed!