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"Ah..." "Oh my god..."

Two painful cries immediately rang out. The two disciples of Yangchunguan were hit by the Taomu Sword respectively and were knocked to the ground on the spot. They grimaced in pain.

"Lost!" "Yangchun Guan lost!" "Yangchun Guan was defeated by Lu Zuge!" "Yangchun Guan was defeated by Lu Zuge!" "Yangchun Guan lost!"... Various factions in the audience looked around. The disciples were all stunned after seeing this scene.

These people would never have dreamed that the always aloof Yangchun Guan could not help but not get the first place in this Huashan Taoism, and did not even earn the third place. He was beaten to the fourth place by Lu Zuge.

According to the previously signed rule agreement, the fourth-placed Taoist temple could not even get the position of vice president.

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"Win!" "Win!" "Lu Zuge wins!" "Lu Zuge is awesome!" "Lu Zuge is mighty!" "Lu Zuge is domineering!"... All the square formations on Lu Zuge's side in the audience exploded.

They actually don't have much confidence in this Huashan Discussion, and their goal is to reach the top eight. If you can enter the semi-finals, you have already exceeded your mission. They really didn't expect that they could defeat the always aloof Yangchun Guan and get third place.

With such achievements, how could the disciples of Lu Zuge not be excited? Even senior Lu Zuge who accompanied him couldn't help but cheer along with him.

"Lu Zuge is mighty!" "Lv Zuge is domineering!" "Lv Zuge is mighty!" "Lv Zuge is domineering!"... These are the disciples of Wudang Taoist Temple applauding Lu Zuge.

The disciples of Wudang Taoist Temple knew about their relationship with Lu Zuge. Many of them knew Xiong Jian and had even been to England together.

Seeing Lu Zuge defeating Yangchun Guan at this moment, how could he not be happy? Everyone knows that these idiots were caused by Master Lu. This time Yangchun Temple was defeated, which also made the disciples of Wudang Taoist Temple extremely excited.

The excitement on these two sides intersects, and everyone on this side of Yangchun Guan is like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Lu Daoren suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. He stood there numbly, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

"We lost... we lost..." Lu Daoren stammered.

None of the people around him said a word. They all lowered their heads, as if they were about to face the end of the world.

Lu Zhenren stood on the stage and witnessed all this with his own eyes. At this moment, his body was trembling. Lu Zhenren's face seemed to be ashen, and his eyes were full of despair.

This time, he really shot himself in the foot. He failed to win the president and lost the vice-president. From now on, he would become the laughing stock of all the Taoist sects in Zhenhai. Not just Zhenhai, it is estimated that this incident will soon spread to all Taoist sects across the country, and he will become a joke to all Taoist sects across the country. Maybe, even other sects will regard him as a joke.

The abbots and abbots of other sects and sects are now focusing on Master Lu. Some people felt sorry for him, and some thought he had brought it upon himself.

Yuan Zhenren turned to look at Lu Zhenren, and then said loudly and deliberately: "The third and fourth place finals are over, let me announce that the third place is Lu Zuge!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Zhenren's body couldn't help but swayed, and he fell back to the chair weakly while standing. He no longer had any energy at all, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

Zhang Yu never got up, because in Zhang Yu's opinion, this was the only thing he could give advice on in this contest. Whether he could win or not was not actually important. Winning is a joy, losing is no big deal.

When the three Lu Zuge disciples standing in the audience heard Master Yuan announce that they were third, their bodies softened and they fell to the ground weakly.

Although they won the game, all their energy and potential were exhausted in this contest.

"Hurry over and help them back!" "Senior brother!" "Junior brother!" "Is everything okay!"...

On the other side of Lu Zuge's phalanx, seeing these three people also falling down, more than 20 people hurried over to help them. In the eyes of everyone, these eight disciples are simply the heroes of Lu Zuge.

In groups of two or three, they lifted up the eight disciples and returned in triumph like heroes.

And the seven disciples of Yangchun Temple were unable to get up for a while because of their injuries. But there was no one at Yangchun Temple to help him.

"Crashing..." "Crashing..." "Crashing..."...

At this moment, it suddenly started to rain lightly in the sky. The rain is very moist, and when it falls on people, they feel very comfortable.

"Why is it still raining?" "Yes, why is it still raining inexplicably?" "Where did this rain come from?" "It looks like it is sunny and rainy!" "It will probably stop after a while!"... Everyone I saw it was raining, but I didn't do anything.

But right now, the seven disciples of Yangchun Temple are still lying on the ground and haven't gotten up.

Master Yuan has now sat back on his chair. When he saw Yangchun Guan, he must have become anxious about losing. He even ignored his injured disciple. However, we can't keep people here forever.

Master Yuan looked at his disciples and said, "Let someone carry the disciples of Yangchun Temple back."

"Yes, Master." The disciple waiting on the stage agreed, and then ran off the stage, calling for the disciples of his own sect to come over and carry away the disciples of Yangchunguan.

In this way, the seven injured disciples were carried back to the formation.

Lu Daoren was still standing there, with a disgraced face. When he saw the disciples being carried back, he hit the door with anger, pointed at the seven injured disciples, and cursed angrily: "Trash! Trash! How can you have any face, trash?" return!"

The disciples of Baimei Palace didn't care about this. They put the person on the ground, turned around and left. They are all in high spirits. After all, Baimei Palace has entered the finals. This championship competition is basically just a formality.

Moreover, it was you, Yangchun Guan, who started this matter. Now that you lose, you have to admit that you are unlucky. See if you still dare to fight with our Baimei Palace in the future, you will probably lose your face in the future.

After the disciples of Yangchunguan were carried away, Master Yuan on the stage turned to look at Master Lu. Seeing Master Lu's slumped appearance, he could not help but shake his head slightly and said in his heart: "You really deserve it... This is The consequences of looking for trouble..."

Of course, this kind of thing can only be said in the heart, and it is really not easy to say it openly.

Master Yuan then turned to look at Zhang Yu, and she said gently: "My dear nephew, my dear nephew, although it is raining, it is not raining heavily. Let's see if the finals can start."

At the moment, Zhang Yu didn't have any hope for the finals. He nodded and said, "Of course."

"Okay..." Master Yuan nodded with satisfaction, and then said loudly: "The finals begin!"