House Management Chapter 3565: Championship

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Shangguanning holds two swords and faces the two remaining disciples of Wudang Taoist Temple. Wearing a black Taoist robe, she has a heroic look. In the drizzle, she is proud and solemn.

Wang Shuang and Shi Ying were still standing where they were. They were already shocked by Shangguanning's aura, and they were at a loss for a while. The magical tools that the two of them could use were all lighted up. They looked at the fallen Wang Chunlan and the others, and they knew that it was their turn next.

"Give up! Don't be a Taoist temple!"

Suddenly, a young man's voice rang.

The sound came from the stage, and upon hearing the sound, Shangguanning, Wang Shuang, and Shi Ying all subconsciously looked towards the stage.

They followed and saw that Zhang Yu, who was sitting next to Yuan Zhenren, had stood up, his expression was very calm and calm, especially when he was wearing a white gossip fairy clothes, he was even more free and easy. As if the victory or defeat here, for him, there is no relationship between half a dime.

"Master..." "Master..." Wang Shuang and Shi Ying saw Zhang Yu stand up and expressed their surrender. They couldn't help feeling sad and disappointed. Where the two did not understand, the reason why Zhang Yu voluntarily gave up was because he saw that they could not make it. If they continue to do it, the two will be beaten up like the other six.

Shangguanning saw that Zhang Yu offered to admit defeat, her face didn't show any expression, so she only took in the swords.

The onlookers in the audience also heard Zhang Yu's voice, and they all looked at the stage in unison, muttering in their mouths, "Give up!" "Would not give up!" This seems to be the first person to give up in today’s contest.” “Actually, he must have lost! You can’t just watch the disciples get beaten to the ground.” Ah!" "This is a fighting method, not a street fight." "The victory or defeat is divided, so why be strong." "I think this Zhang Zhenren who is not a Taoist is reliable! He is also free and easy!" "What do you think? , Or else at this age, I will become the abbot of Wudang Taoist Temple, the vice-chairman of the Taoist Association, or the Great Master of Wudang! We are at his age and have not graduated from university yet." "This is true, I doubt it. When he hit his mother's womb, he was cultivating the Tao." "Actually, Zhang Zhenren's methods of teaching apprentices are powerful enough. Wang Chunlan and the others have achieved their current achievements in less than a year of apprenticeship. Let's return It was one term earlier than them, and in the end I didn't learn anything."......

Although Zhang Yu surrendered, no one thought that Wudang Taoist was a loser. After all, everyone saw that it is normal for Wudang Taoist Temple to lose to the Baimei Palace. However, the big guys admire the performance of Wudang Taoist Temple today.

The power of the formation of Wudang Temple, the big guys have also seen it, if it hadn't been for a more abnormal Shangguanning in the Baimei Palace, the Baimei Palace might have already lost.

Yuan Zhenren, who was standing next to Zhang Yu on the stage, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yu. She who won was naturally refreshed in happy occasions. She gently said, "My nephew, I have accepted."

"The uncle is overly modest, and the sect of the White Eyebrow Palace is even more admirable, which really makes the disciples cooperate." Zhang Yu said modestly.

"Thank you for the compliment." Yuan Zhenren smiled slightly, but she also secretly called a fluke in her heart. To be honest, if it weren't for the nuclear weapon Shangguan Ning by her side, she would have lost.

"Cough cough..." Yuan Zhenren coughed deliberately again, and then said: "Daoyou Zhang, who is not a Taoist temple, voluntarily surrendered. Now it is up to this seat to announce that the champion of the finals of the Huashan Forum is my Baimei Palace!" /

"White Eyebrow Palace!" "White Eyebrow Palace!" "White Eyebrow Palace!" "White Eyebrow Palace!"...As soon as Yuan Zhenren's voice fell, there was a shout from the audience. It wasn't just the Baimei Palace family who uttered the shouts, but the other Zhengyi sects also shouted.

Hearing the cry of the sky-high price, Zhang Yu's expression was still calm, as if he were all right. However, the expressions of the disciples in the Wuduo Temple square array were very low. From their point of view, this contest is really a pity, and it was only a little bit close to be able to win.

Wang Shuang and Shi Ying standing in the field were even more depressed. They seemed to be defeated. In the eyes of the two, they represent the view of innocence. Other companions have already fallen. The Master surrendered because he did not want them to suffer. Tears shed unconsciously in the eyes of the two of them, and their tears were filled with unwillingness.

In fact, it was not just the two of them. Wang Chunlan and others who lay on the ground were not in a coma. Zhang Yu took the initiative to surrender. At this moment, the shouts from the mountain shook their ears. This is the first time that they have participated in such a high-profile contest. You must know that the scale of this contest is far greater than the previous Huashan theory. In this contest, they reached the finals and even improved their cultivation. But it was in the final contest that they lost.

The tears of Wang Chunlan and Yuan Xiaoxiao also shed unconsciously, and their faces were also full of unwillingness. In their view, this defeat should be more of their incompetence. But they believe that if they are given another chance, they will definitely win.

"White Eyebrow Palace!" "White Eyebrow Palace!" "White Eyebrow Palace!" "White Eyebrow Palace!"...the mountain cried out like a tsunami, resounding for a long time.

Listening to these shouts, Yuan Zhenren's face also showed pride and arrogance. She did not go to see Zhang Yu this time, but turned to look at Lu Zhenren.

A wry smile appeared on Zhenren Lu's face. Originally, he thought it would be Yang Chunguan's last scene. The result is good, the last laugh is still Baimei Palace.

For Zhenren Lu, Zhenren Yuan did not show any sympathy. In Yuan Zhenren's view, these are all made by Lu Zhenren, no wonder others.

The shouting voice finally stopped. Yuan Zhenren glanced at the audience, and then said loudly: "This time Huashan Taoism has been successfully concluded. Everything is fair and just. The champion is Baimei Palace, the second runner-up is Wushu Taoism, and the third is Lu Zuge. , The fourth place is Yangchunguan. It’s not early at the moment, and you must be tired, so I won’t say more here. Tomorrow morning at 10 o’clock, the Taoist conference will be held in Baimei Palace as usual. Please attend on time!"

After saying this, Yuan Zhenren turned around and walked towards the stage. From turning around to stepping down, her body was full of pride. Every step she took seemed so calm and elegant.

Soon, Yuan Zhenren, who had stepped down, walked quickly to Shangguanning's side.

Shangguanning is still in the formation, and the eight disciples who have fallen next to him have not yet risen. When Shangguan Ning saw Yuan Zhenren coming, he immediately bowed and saluted, "Disciples see Master!"

"Free gift!" Yuan Zhenren said with satisfaction: "Xiaoning, you are doing a good job! Master did not misunderstand the person!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Master!" Shangguan Ning said with a bow again.