Zhang Yu suddenly stood up. Yuan Zhenren on the stage was originally thinking of surrendering. When he heard his voice, Yuan Zhenren was delighted.

After all, surrender is a shameful thing, and it is absolutely impossible to say it. Of course, it is even more embarrassing to stand up and take the humiliation after knowing that it is impossible.

Now that Zhang Yu is standing up, Yuan Zhenren knows that although Zhang Yu is young, he is not the kind of person who has no brains and is young and energetic. Zhang Yu is generally very confident in doing things. Perhaps this time, he can also give people some surprises.

Since Zhang Yu stood up, he didn't have to rush to surrender. If Zhang Yu also lost, it depends on the situation. Maybe he could draw some experience from it. If it really doesn't work, he surrendered again. If Zhang Yu wins, it would be best, but everyone is from the Zhengyi Sect, and this battle is of great importance. Even if the monk wins, the foreign devils won.

She looked down at the stage, Zhang Yu raised his chest and walked up to the stage.

Zhang Yu had a lot of sweat on his body, but it had been blown dry long ago. The breeze was gentle and Zhang Yu's gossip fairy clothes were whirling slightly.

Although he is young, he is quite handsome.

Everyone who watched the fun on the spot knew what Zhang Yu did, not only the chairman of Wudang Group, but also the abbot of Wudang Taoist Temple.

But Zhang Yu is too young, and it is inevitable that people will be wondering.

"Old Wang, did you see that? Zhang Yu has gone. What's the use of getting on? I think it's also a loss. That's right. Zhang Yu is only old, and he is practicing Taoism while doing business. So many masters have lost. Even if he starts practicing in his mother's womb, it's only been many years. You say that the Feng Shui exchanges between the East and the West. In the past, this Feng Shui was said to be passed down by our ancestors, but how come the things passed down are not even comparable to foreign devils today. There are so many things passed down by our ancestors, and the gunpowder is still passed down by our ancestors, and it is not as advanced as foreign weapons. That's right, football is still passed down by our ancestors. Gao Qiu is so powerful that today, let alone Europeans, he can't even beat the neighbors nearby."

Anyway, they are all watching the fun, and they all say anything.

The disciples under Zhang Yu's disciples are now very excited. Master is about to take action. So many people were defeated by Duluf before. If Master could win, the title of Wudang Taoist Temple would definitely be even louder.

The most exciting people here are naturally Xiong Jian, Peng Xiao, Qing Meizi, Qing Songzi, and Tu Yazi.

This contest is really important and is related to the reputation of the Feng Shui of the Oriental Astrology and cannot be missed. For them, returning to Lu Zu Pavilion is even more important. Only when Zhang Yu wins can they return with glory.

It can be said that this contest has reached its most critical moment. If Zhang Yu loses again, the consequences will probably be unimaginable.

The Zhengyi School has no longer cared about Zhang Yu's robbery of their students. He was worried about Zhang Yu, hoping that Zhang Yu could win this game. For them, the incense was average and the business was not much, but it was still sufficient. If they lost, once Western astrology poured into the domestic market and entered the domestic market, their business would plummet, and they would not have to mess around in the future.

If you can make do with the Great Dao Temple, the Small Dao Temple will be completely finished.

The Quanzhen Sect has their own thoughts, and there are hopes that Zhang Yu will win, and there are also those who do not want Zhang Yu to win.

The one who least hopes that Zhang Yu can win is of course Hong Yuanpo from Lu Zuge.

Hong Yuanpo saw Zhang Yu coming to the stage, and he curled his lips and said carelessly: "This is really overestimating his abilities. Even Master Hao from Chongyang Palace and Zhenren from the Tianshi Mansion lost. Zhang Yu actually dared to go there. This is really a mess, for fear of not being embarrassed!"

His voice was not small, and many people around him heard it. The place in Caitai was not big, and the distance between the big guys was not far, especially the locations of all sects were in front.

The people from Wudang Taoist Temple immediately heard the guy's voice. Before Zhang Yu's disciple could make a sound, Qing Meizi said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Hong, you really disregard the honor and disgrace of Taoism! If Zhenren Zhang loses, it will be of no benefit to our Lu Zu Pavilion!"

When Hong Yuanpo saw him confronting him on the spot, he immediately shouted angrily: "You can still count on him for the honor and disgrace of Taoism. I think Taoism is always lost by him. Only he can do such things that are overestimated! In addition, you are even more overestimated. From now on, you will shrink into the remote area of ​​Guangming Town. Lu Zuge no longer has the number of you! You can deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!"

"Don't say this too early. Yuan Zhenren has already said that as long as Zhang Zhenren wins, he will admit that Junior Brother Xiong is the abbot of Lu Zuge!" Qing Meizi said without showing any weakness.

"I'm afraid that Zhang Yu is fine!" Hong Yuanpo shouted immediately.

The two sides started arguing, which made many other Taoist sects frown. This was too embarrassing. In public, Taoist sects were inconsistent with the outside world, and even caused trouble inside themselves.

At this time, Zhang Yu had already arrived on the stage. When Paris saw Zhang Yu coming on stage, her expression became tight. This expression was not embarrassing, embarrassing, or hating. Anyway, it looked very complicated.

Zhang Yu smiled and looked at Paris directly. Paris did not dare to contact Zhang Yu's gaze, so he quickly looked elsewhere.

Zhang Yu was calm and composed, as if nothing had happened. He followed him to look at Duluf, then at the host, and said, "I will appear this time to discuss and communicate with Mr. Duluf."

"Master Zhang, welcome. Last time I heard from Jack Liu that Master Zhang's astrological Feng Shui has outstanding features and I have always wanted to understand it. Today I finally have the fate to communicate, which makes me very honored." Duluff said politely.

"I dare not, thanks to Mr. Duluff's praise." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Have Master Zhang's Feng Shui Bureau been laid out?" Duluff asked.

"I haven't done it yet. I had diarrhea before, but later I was attracted by Mr. Duluff's method of breaking the formation. I forgot it for a while." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"That's okay. Mr. Zhang will set up the formation now." Duluff said.

"Where are you setting up a formation?" Zhang Yu asked with a smile.

This time, without Duluff's answer, Jack Liu on the side said, "Brother Zhang, you have arranged the serial number just now. Your number is thirty, it is a villa, and you are all ready. I'll take you there now."

"It's the villa by the lake, right?" Zhang Yu asked knowingly.

Jack Liu Xin said, aren’t you talking nonsense?

But Jack Liu nodded, "Yes, it's not far away."

"Oh," Zhang Yu deliberately elongated his voice, nodded, and then said, "Then I want to ask, this house must be in the place you designated, can't you choose casually?"

"This" Jack Liu was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what Zhang Yu meant, so he had to look at Duluff.

Duluf smiled slightly and said, "Master Zhang is worried that it is not enough? Then this way, anyway, the formations of other people here have been set up, and I have broken them. There are many houses freed up, so Master Zhang can choose whatever he wants."
Chapter completed!