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Chapter 3223

It's just that with Lin Yun's current eyesight, he may feel that there are very few. It's just because his cognition and vision are different.

"Then how much money did you put in 'other'?" Lin Yun asked curiously.

"Only more than 200 million." The owner of Wanbao Pavilion said.

At present, there are 76 billion bets, and only about 200 million other bets, which is a huge gap.

"Then I bet 200 million on the 'Other' option. If I win, wouldn't half of the prize pool be mine?" Lin Yun said.

"Fellow Daoist Beichen, if you bet on other things, it is almost impossible to win the prize, so basically not many people bet on this option." The pavilion master smiled and shook his head.

The owner of the pavilion continued to explain: "Moreover, there is a capping mechanism for the winning amount, and the maximum amount cannot exceed 800 times the bet amount. Even if you win the bet, if you bet [-] million to win the prize, you can only divide up to [-] million. There is no prize in the prize pool. The money after distribution will be accumulated to the next peak competition."

"So that's the case, then I'll put [-] million, just 'other'." After Lin Yun finished speaking, he flipped his hand and revealed a storage ring.

Lin Yun's betting on 'others', to put it bluntly, is betting on himself, because this other includes himself.

If he can win the championship, most of the 100 billion prize pool will belong to him!
If you lose, you will lose [-] million.

Lin Yun felt that he could still give it a go. After all, the gap between winning and losing was huge, and the price-performance ratio was very high.

"What? He's betting on [-] million? And he's betting on 'other'?"

When Lin Yun's words came out, there was an uproar around the betting table.

Even if it is a true holy weapon, it won't cost so much money!
In the eyes of the people around, this is definitely an astronomical existence.

At the Xincheng Treasure Appraisal Fair, a considerable part of the treasures auctioned could not be sold for [-] million yuan.

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

It's like a person has 100 million. If you can spend all of it on buying a house, but if you spend it for entertainment, it is considered generous to spend tens of thousands.

Most of the holy realms and heaven-reaching realms around took out tens of thousands of Haoyue crystals for fun, and some even just took out a few thousand to play casually, and those who could bet hundreds of thousands were rare.

You have to be rich to dare to bet [-] million.

The most incomprehensible thing for them is whether the two billion bets are 'others'?
We all know that betting on other things is almost guaranteed to lose.

Pairs of incredulous eyes fell on Lin Yun.

"Haha, what a sick guy." A piercing voice sounded.

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

"My money, how can I bet it's none of your business!" Lin Yun replied coldly.

"You..." The face of the young master of the Underworld Palace suddenly changed.

There was an uproar of amazement all around.

Who the hell is this guy who dares to confront the Young Master of the Underworld Palace directly?Why is he so courageous!
"Boy, just wait, I will make you pay the price!" The young master of the Underworld Palace said viciously.

Lin Yun also stopped talking to him, and looked directly at the owner of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist Beichen, you... are you sure you want to spend [-] million and bet on others?" The Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion also seemed inconceivable.

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

"This..., okay."

Although the owner of the Wanbao Pavilion couldn't understand it, since Lin Yun was sure, he didn't say much.

After all, he had explained the rules clearly to Lin Yun, and he believed that Lin Yun knew what it meant to be held in this way.

After taking over Lin Yun's storage ring, the owner of the Wanbao Pavilion ordered his staff to register.

"My lord, I will take my leave first."

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he cupped his fists and left.

There was silence around the betting table, and everyone looked at Lin Yun's leaving back.

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

"Also, the bigger the prize pool, the more everyone will share."

……

The surrounding monks were discussing in low voices.

The young master of the Underworld Palace even stared at Lin Yun's back with venomous eyes.

……

Just as these top forces entered the arena, three men wearing bamboo hats also came to the scene silently.

There were too many people at the scene, and there were quite a few people wearing bamboo hats, so naturally no one paid attention to them.

But if he took off the hat, Lin Yun would be able to recognize the three of them when he left, they were Feiying Jinjun, Wushen, and his elder brother.

Martial God arrived a few days ago, while Jinjun Feiying and the senior brother arrived in Chaos City only today.

Feiying Jin Jungui is the supreme one, but unfortunately no one noticed his entry.

During this time, the Daoist League and the teams of the six major forces had all arrived and sat down in front.

All the contestants, including those from other forces, have also arrived at the scene.

"It's almost time."

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

"All contestants, immediately gather under the ring to draw lots." The resounding voice of the Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion resounded through the audience.

(End of this chapter)