The onlookers began whispering among themselves.
Naturally, they all agreed with what Sikong Jing had said, just as one of the onlookers had pointed out earlier.
Even if an Emperor Martial Stage expert came, the Two-Horned War Demon Tiger would rather die than submit!
Therefore, no matter what means Nan Hedun used to knock down the Two-Horned War Demon Tiger, the latter could never possibly submit.
Bai Xiaojin's eyes immediately lit up as well. Grinning, she said, "Nan Hedun, this black-clothed brother makes sense. If you can make this Two-Horned War Demon Tiger say that it is willing to become your mount, I'll admit defeat."
In an instant, Nan Hedun's expression turned incomparably ugly, the flesh on his face twitching wildly.
He stared viciously at Sikong Jing and said coldly, "Are you courting death?"
He had been just one step away from success.
With Bai Xiaojin's carefree nature, she definitely would not have noticed at first that the War Demon Tiger had not truly submitted.
Leng Sha was also anxious over Bai Xiaojin and was surely too muddle-headed to think straight.
As for the other onlookers, they would not dare expose him, the direct grandson of South Wind Heavenly Decider, so Nan Hedun had thought that once he cheated, he would surely succeed. Yet he had not expected some fool unafraid of death to come forward and expose him.
As long as Bai Xiaojin admitted defeat on the spot, as long as he got past this hurdle, it would be too late even if she realized it afterward.
Right now, Nan Hedun truly wanted to kill the black-clothed youth before him.
Sikong Jing shrugged at that and replied blandly, "Whether I'm courting death or not, what does that have to do with your wager? You'd better hurry up and make