Skilled in managing a house

When Yuan Zhenren thought of this, a smile appeared on her face, but she did not say anything. After all, this was something tacitly understood.

She then just said loudly: "The outcome has been decided, this round is won by Baimei Gong! Next, there will be the finals of the third and fourth places. After the third and fourth place finals, there will be the finals! Now, all parties go first Rest for twenty minutes, and when the time is up, let’s start!”

The Lu Zuge disciples and Baimei Palace disciples in the audience returned to their own formations. The disciples of Baimei Palace were very happy and excited, and the disciples of Lu Zuge were not depressed at all. After all, being able to enter the semi-finals was already overfulfilling the task.

The reason why Lu Zuge's disciples did this was naturally Zhang Yu's benefit. When Zhang Yu returned to the stage at that time, he sent a text message to Xiong Jian, asking Xiong Jian to give it to Bai Mei Palace no matter what question he got, just waiting for the decisive battle with the third or fourth place in Yangchun Guan.

Because Zhang Yu knew that Lu Zuge could never be the opponent of Baimei Palace, and the result of a hard fight would only be more consumption. In comparison, if they preserve their strength and face the already damaged Yangchun Guan in the third or fourth place finals, they still have some chance of winning.

When Lu Zhenren saw Bai Mei Palace winning, he was filled with frustration. Now when he heard that the finals for third and fourth place would be held in twenty minutes, his heart also moved. He then realized a problem, that is, Lu Zuge's formation was fast, and the formation was broken quickly by Baimei Palace. It was obvious that he had set up a very simple formation. The purpose, obviously, is to deliberately let Baimei Palace go, preserve his strength, and defeat his Yangchun Guan in the third or fourth place finals.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhenren gritted his teeth with hatred, and his teeth made a "gurgle" sound. He cursed in his heart: "Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu, you bastard, on the one hand, you let my disciples fight against me Yangchun Guan, on the other hand, you asked Lu Zuge to release Baimei Palace, and still want to fight against me Yangchun Guan... Our Liang Zi , this is the end of the knot..."

Of course, the feud between the two families lasted more than a day or two. Even if the feud between the two families ended again, it would not be a big deal to Zhang Yu.

Lu Zhenren felt resentful in his heart, and he also realized a key problem, that is, Yangchun Guan could not afford to lose in these third and fourth place finals. You know, if he wins, at least he, Master Lu, will still be the vice president, and the situation of the various Taoist sects in Zhenhai will be similar to before, except that the power of Baimei Palace will be greater, and he will lose some income from the temple property. That’s all. But if he loses this third-place final, he will also lose his former vice-president position, and he will become the laughing stock of the Zhenhai Taoist Sect.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhenren quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Lu Daoren, "Junior brother, prepare for the third and fourth place finals with all your strength! You must not lose this round!"

When Lu Daoren in the audience heard Yuan Zhenren announced that the third and fourth place finals would be held in twenty minutes, they realized that there was still one more contest.

He looked at the seven disciples who were still standing with their heads bowed in front of him. He didn't know what to say, and his heart was full of anger.

When his cell phone rang, he quickly took it out to check. Seeing that it was a message from his senior brother, he read it carefully. Of course, with just a few words, you can read it right away.

As soon as he saw the content of the text message, Lu Daoren immediately realized the importance of these three or four finals. He also knew that he could not lose this game. If he lost, Yangchun Guan would really become the laughing stock of the Taoists in Zhenhai City in the future. If my senior brother doesn't even have the position of vice president, he's going to explode.

Therefore, he was no longer in the mood to criticize the disciples in front of him, and immediately said: "You seven must have heard it too! It will be the third and fourth place finals in a moment! In this contest, the abbot senior brother has issued a death order and must win!"

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!" "We must take it!" "We must take it!"... The seven disciples, with their heads lowered and gray faces, immediately agreed when they heard Daoren Lu say this.

However, their voices were not loud and they seemed to have not recovered from their previous defeat.

Hearing their listless voices, Lu Daoren immediately shouted angrily: "You haven't even eaten yet! Louder!"

"Yes! We must take it!" "We must take it!" "We must take it!"... The seven disciples hurriedly raised their voices and shouted loudly.

Their voices were so loud that even the disciples of the sect next to them could hear them clearly.

"That's pretty much it!" Lu Daoren said sternly: "The third and fourth place finals are about a vice-president spot! You lost to Wudang Taoist Temple before, which embarrassed our sect. In this final contest, This is your chance to make up for your past mistakes! You must know what will happen next if you lose this battle again and the abbot becomes angry!"

"Disciple understands! We will definitely win!" "Disciple understands! We will definitely win Lu Zuge!" "Disciple understands! We will definitely win!"... These seven disciples naturally knew that they could no longer lose, and they shouted loudly again.

"Lu Zuge doesn't have enough evidence, but we can't take it lightly. You lost the last game because you relied too much on it! This game, give me a boost and win it directly!" Lu Daoren gritted his teeth and said again.

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!"... The seven disciples also answered loudly.

"Didi didi..."

Suddenly, Lu Daoren's cell phone rang again, still with the sound of text messages. He picked up his phone and saw that it was still a message from Zhenren Lu. Just at a glance, the above content is as follows, "The formation of Lu Zuge should have been trained by Zhang Yu, and it is the formation of the Four Symbols and Bagua. According to the previous fight with Dongfu Temple, it is obviously to activate the magic weapon until Take the formation eye. You must emphasize to me that if the disciples of Lu Zuge use this move again, they must not mess up the formation. In addition, we must go all out in this battle and never underestimate the enemy again!"

"Yes, senior brother." Lu Daoren immediately replied with a message.

He then looked at the seven disciples and said: "Brother Abbot gave special instructions. The formation of Lu Zuge is the formation of the Four Symbols and Bagua. You also saw it when they fought against Dongfu Temple before. , is to concentrate the magical weapons and go straight to the formation. If you draw the battle formation next, you must be careful not to mess up the formation! You must go all out and don't underestimate the enemy!"

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!"... The seven disciples quickly bowed and agreed.

"Okay, don't stand here now. Go back and rest for a while, relax. Don't be nervous when you face Lu Zuge. As long as you perform normally, they will never be your opponents." Lu Daoren said. Said softly.

He also knew that he couldn't keep scolding these disciples and getting angry, but now he still expected these disciples to fight in the final battle. It is still a decisive battle that cannot be lost. At this moment, we must encourage these seven disciples. Everything must wait until we win the game and return to Yangchun Temple.