Chapter 4 Shattering Gamble

No matter how Qu Guangtong looked down on Ling Yun, he couldn't openly say that he was more powerful than the master of the sect.

Many things could be done, but just couldn't be said out loud.

For a while, the expressions on Qu Guangtong's face turned complicated, looking extremely ugly.

"Qu Guangtong, in view of your offending, you will be temporarily suspended. The sect's affairs will be handled by me in person, regardless of whether you have any objections. Go away now."

Ling Yun didn't give Qu Guangtong a chance to refute, saying sternly.

"You..."

Qu Guangtong certainly did not want to agree.

However, Ling Yun had previously instructed Su Wanyu to deal with him, which made him feel threatened.

In particular, when he met Ling Yun's cold eyes, he could not help but chuckled in his heart. "It's not that I don't want you to deal with it. But do you have this ability?"

"It's none of your business."

Ling Yun said politely. "My position, even if I don't sit well, that's still mine. When is it your turn to teach me?"

"Okay, I'll see what you can do to get things done."

Qu Guangtong laughed angrily.

Ling Yun had the title of master. With the inner anxiety and under double pressures, Qu Guangtong could only endure temporarily.

"If you don't want to die, fuck off."

Ling Yun walked to the main position.

Being stared at by countless eyes, Qu Guangtong had no choice but to leave his position.

Ling Yun calmly sat down firmly on the main seat.

This made many disciples look different, and found that the waste master, sitting on the position, was actually a bit domineering.

"Ha-ha! Interesting."

With a loud laugh, Yang Tie of Wanxiang Sect teased, "You are really eye-opening. A waste with broken soul can be the master of the sect, no wonder the Bailu Sect will decline.

The previous performance of Ling Yun was a little extraordinary, which made him really frightened, but that's all.

No matter how, it couldn't change the fact that Ling Yun's soul was broken.

"You are uninvited. Get out of here. What are you waiting for?"

Ling Yun snorted coldly.

Yang Tie flashed a cold expression, and then satirically said, "Of course, I am waiting for you to fulfill the bet. Now it is better for you to be the master and hand over the Bailu Sword immediately."

While talking, he reached out and took out a contract with Ling Yun's handprints on it.

Su Wanyu looked anxious and couldn't help saying sternly, "Ling Yun, Bailu Sword is the hard work of the old masters. If you dare to surrender it, I will not forgive you."

Ling Yun smiled slightly, and said gently, "Sister, rest assured. These people are just talking shit here. How can I take it seriously?"

Su Wanyu was surprised.

Ling Yun always pushed her away before.

In particular when she was furious and was indifferent with Ling Yun, she could detect Ling Yun's disgust to her.

So she never thought that Ling Yun would speak to her so gently.

"Ling Yun, are you trying to deny?"

Yang Xiao said angrily.

Ling Yun said indifferently, "Yang Xiao, what bets were we making at that time, and how did I lose to you?"

"We are all Wu Zhe, and of course we competed on our skills."

Yang Xiao smiled playfully, "Obviously, I win."

This bet was discussed carefully by them.

Ling Yun's soul was broken. Perhaps he could occasionally use external forces, but it would never last.

Therefore, they competed on the martial arts.

"Impossible, the master's soul is broken. How would he bet with you like this?"

Su Wanyu immediately refuted.

"How would I know what he thought? Anyway, the contract can't be fake."

Yang Xiao grinned and said maliciously, "Perhaps it was that he wanted to show off in front of the girls. And he forgot that he was a waste, and felt he could win?"

"Is it difficult to trample on you?"

At this moment, Ling Yun calmly made tea for himself, and said slowly.

After hearing that, Su Wanyu was so anxious and angry at Ling Yun. "Master, can you be mature?"

However, Yang Xiao did not intend to give Ling Yun a chance to change his words, and he smiled. "Su Wanyu, you heard it now. It was Ling Yun who said it. I did not force him."

Ling Yun dropped the tea cup and went to Yang Xiao.

Before Yang Xiao could respond, he had withdrawn the contract from the Yang and tore it into pieces in public.

Looking at the fragments of gambling appointments in the sky, everyone in Bailu Sect was stunned.

When did this waste master become so decisive?

Su Wanyu was stunned too, and felt that Ling Yun in front of her seemed not to be the same as Ling Yun she knew before.

"Ling Yun!"

Yang Xiao had already returned to his mind at this time, shouting.

"Good. Very good."

The contract was torn, and Yang Tie was also angry. "Ling Yun, you thought it would be useful to tear down the contract? There were many witnesses. If you didn't give me the Bailu Sword, you would be provoking the Wanxiang Sect. Have you thought about the consequences?

No use for the carrot, he tried the stick directly.

"Consequences? Just do as you want."

Ling Yun was not afraid at all, returned to the seat, and continued to tasted the tea.

Who was he? The Emperor in the God Realm. If he could not resist just a small Wanxiang Sect, then he would just end himself.

"Ridiculous!"

Yang Xiao was stimulated by Ling Yun and said harshly, "With such a waste master like you, it is just a matter of time for the Bailu Sect to collapse. And you want to fight against our Wanxiang Sect? I think you'd better hand over the Bailu Sword and lead the Bailu Sect to become a loyal follower to us. Then Bailu Sect may still have a way out. Otherwise, in the future, you will not have the qualifications to..."

Crash!

Before he finished speaking, a tea cup flew without warning and smashed into his face.

Tea poured on his face, making him extremely embarrassed.

Yang Xiao looked stiff, slowly wiped the tea from his face, stared at Ling Yun, and said unbelievably, "You actually threw a tea cup at me? How dare you? How dare you do this?"

Ling Yun said with a smile, "Look at you. Would you like to kill me?"

The others in the hall were dull.

The scene in front of them looked nothing, but it was incredible.

Anyway, Yang Xiao was Wu Zhe. How could he be hit by Ling Yun's tea cup?

But this was a piece of cake for Ling Yun.

Even if he didn't have the cultivation, his speed of shots was not something that Yang Xiao could react to.

Yang Xiao had completely fallen into hysteria and roared, "Yeah, you waste. I can't wait to cramp your skin and crush your body!"

"Good, that's right."

Ling Yun said indifferently, "You want to kill me, and I want to trample you to death, which proves that what I said just now that this contract prepared by you is too childish."

Yang Tie was not Yang Xiao. He was calm, and then realized that there was something in Ling Yun's words.

Immediately he stared at Ling Yun and said, "What do you mean?"

"Both sides want to kill each other. So forget about the Bailu Sword. Let's bet on each other's life."

Ling Yun was expressionless.