Shangguan Ning held two swords in his hand, facing the two remaining disciples of Wudang Taoist Temple. She was wearing a black Taoist robe, with a heroic look on her face. In the drizzle, she felt even more proud and solemn.

Wang Shuang and Shi Ying were still standing there, but were already shocked by Shangguan Ning's momentum, and were at a loss for a moment. All the magic weapons they could use had been wiped out. They looked at Wang Chunlan and others who had fallen around them. They knew that it was their turn next.

"Absent! Wudang Taoist Temple admits defeat!"

Suddenly, a young man's voice sounded.

This sound came from the stage. When he heard the sound, Shangguan Ning, Wang Shuang and Shi Ying subconsciously looked at the stage.

They followed and saw that Zhang Yu, who was sitting next to Yuan Zhenren, had already stood up. His expression was very calm and calm, especially when he was wearing a white gossip fairy dress, he felt a sense of freedom and freedom. It seemed that the outcome here had no connection with him at all.

"Master..." "Master..." Wang Shuang and Shi Ying saw Zhang Yu stand up and said they would admit defeat, and they couldn't help feeling sad and disappointed. The two of them didn't understand. The reason why Zhang Yu took the initiative to admit defeat was that they could not succeed. If they continued to take action, the two of them would be beaten up like the other six people.

When Shangguan Ning saw Zhang Yu admit defeat, there was no expression on her face, so she just took away the two swords.

All the sects and sects watching from the audience also heard Zhang Yu's voice. They all looked at the stage at the same time, muttering, "I admit defeat!" "I admit defeat!" "I admit defeat!" "This seems to be the first one to admit defeat in today's competition." "In fact, I must have lost too! You can't watch all the disciples be beaten down." "That's not even scaring people to death!" "This is a fight, not a street fight." "The winner has been decided, so why bother to force me?" "I think Zhang, who is the Wudang Taoist Temple, has been decided, so why bother to force me?" "I think Zhang, who is the Wudang Taoist Temple, is

Real people are reliable! They are free and easy!" "Do you think that, otherwise you would be the abbot of the Wudang Taoist Temple, the vice president of the Taoist Association, or the great master of Wudang! We are at his age and have not graduated from university yet." "This is really, I suspect that he was practicing Taoism when he was a womb." "Actually, to be honest, Zhang Zhenren's method of teaching disciples is also very powerful. Wang Chunlan and the others have achieved their current achievements after less than a year of becoming a disciple. We are still one class earlier than them, but they did not learn anything."...

Although Zhang Yu admitted defeat, no one thought that Wudang Taoist Temple was a loser. After all, it was normal for everyone to lose to Baimei Palace. However, everyone admired Wudang Taoist Temple's performance today.

Everyone has also seen the power of Wudang Taoist Temple. If it weren't for the more perverted Shangguan Ning of Baimei Palace, Baimei Palace might have lost.

Yuan Zhenren, who was standing next to Zhang Yu on the stage, turned his head and looked at Zhang Yu. She won, naturally, she was very happy when she was happy. She said gently: "My nephew, I'll give in."

"My master is too humble, and the disciples of Baimei Palace are even more capable, so they really want their disciples to cooperate." Zhang Yu said humbly.

"Thank you for the praise." Yuan Zhenren smiled slightly, but she also secretly called luck in her heart. To be honest, if it weren't for the nuclear weapons of Shangguan Ning, she would have lost.

"Cough cough..." Yuan Zhenren deliberately coughed twice and then said: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, who is Wudang Taoist Temple, took the initiative to admit defeat. Now I will announce that the champion of the Huashan Taoist Finals is my Baimei Palace!"

"Baimei Palace!" "Baimei Palace!" "Baimei Palace!" "Baimei Palace!"... As soon as Yuan Zhenren's voice fell, a shout sounded from the audience. Not only the Baimei Palace family were shouting, but other sects of the Zhengyi Sect also shouted.

Hearing the sky-high shouts, Zhang Yu's expression was still calm, still as if nothing had happened. However, the disciples in the Wudang Taoist Temple square formation were very low. In their opinion, this contest was really a pity, and it was just a little short of it, so I could win.

Wang Shuang and Shi Ying, who were standing on the court, were even more depressed. They were like defeated generals. In the eyes of the two, they represented the Wudang Taoist Temple, and the other companions had fallen. The master took the initiative to surrender because he didn't want them to suffer. Tears were unconsciously shedding tears in their eyes, and there was a sense of unwillingness in their tears.

In fact, it was not just the two of them. Wang Chunlan and others who were lying on the ground were not in a coma. Zhang Yu took the initiative to admit defeat. At this moment, the sky-high shouting on the mountain hurt their eardrums. This was the first time they participated in such a high-standard contest. You must know that the scale of this contest was far greater than the last Huashan Discussion. In this contest, they reached the final and even improved their cultivation. But in the final contest, they lost.

The tears of Wang Chunlan and Yuan Xiaoxiao and others were also shedding their tears, and their faces were also full of reluctance. In their opinion, this failure should be more of their incompetence. However, they believe that if they were given another chance, they would definitely win.

"Baimei Palace!" "Baimei Palace!" "Baimei Palace!" "Baimei Palace!"... The shouts of tsunami sounded for a long time.

Listening to these shouts, Yuan Zhenren also showed pride and arrogant expression on his face. This time she did not go to see Zhang Yu, but turned to look at Lu Zhenren.

Zhenren Lu's face was full of bitter smiles. Originally, he thought that this scene would be the last one to get. The result was good, and the one who ended up laughing was still Baimei Palace.

Yuan Zhenren did not show any sympathy for Lu Zhenren. In Yuan Zhenren's opinion, these are all caused by Lu Zhenren's own deeds, and no one else's fault.

The shouting finally stopped. Yuan Zhenren glanced at the audience and said loudly: "This time the Huashan Taoist Discussion has ended successfully. Everything is fair and just. The champion is Baimei Palace, the runner-up is Wudang Taoist Temple, the third place is Lu Zu Pavilion, and the fourth place is Yangchun Temple. It is not too late at this moment, so you must be tired, so I won't say much about this. Tomorrow at 10 o'clock, the Taoist meeting will be held in Baimei Palace as usual. Please attend on time!"

After saying this, Yuan Zhenren turned around and walked downstairs. From turning back to stepping down, her body was filled with a sense of pride. Every step she took seemed so calm and elegant.

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

Shangguan Ning was still in the formation, and the eight disciples who fell beside him had not yet risen. When Shangguan Ning saw Zhenren Yuan coming, he immediately bowed and bowed, "Disciple, please see Master!"

"No gift!" Yuan Zhenren said with satisfaction: "Xiao Ning, you did a good job! Master did not misunderstand me!"
Chapter completed!