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Shangguan Ning held two swords and faced the two remaining disciples of Wudang Taoist Temple. She was wearing a black Taoist robe and had a heroic look on her face. In the drizzle, she showed a sense of pride and solemnity.

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

"Admit defeat! Wudang Taoist Temple admits defeat!"

Suddenly, a young man's voice rang out.

The sound came from the stage. Upon hearing the sound, Shangguan Ning, Wang Shuang, and Shi Ying subconsciously looked towards the stage.

They then 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 Bagua Fairy Clothes, he looked free and easy. It seemed that the outcome here had no bearing on him at all.

"Master..." "Master..." Wang Shuang and Shi Ying couldn't help feeling sad and disappointed when they saw Zhang Yu standing up and admitting defeat. The two of them didn't understand that the reason why Zhang Yu took the initiative to admit defeat was because he saw that they couldn't succeed. If he continued to attack, the two of them would be beaten like the other six people and unable to get up.

When Shangguan Ning saw Zhang Yu's offer to admit defeat, there was no expression on her face and she just put away her swords.

The various sects and sects watching in the audience also heard Zhang Yu's voice. They all looked at the stage in unison and muttered, "Admit defeat!" "Wudang Taoist Temple has admitted defeat!" "This seems to be In today's competition, be the first to admit defeat." "In fact, I must have lost! You can't just watch all the disciples being beaten to the ground." "Then you can't scare others to death if you beat them to death!" "This is a martial arts fight, not a street fight." "The winner has already been decided, so why bother to force yourself." "I think Mr. Zhang, who is not a Taoist monk, is reliable! He is also free and easy!" "What do you think, otherwise? At this age, he has become the abbot of Wudang Taoist Temple, the vice-president of the Taoist Association, and the Grand Master of Wudang! At his age, we have not yet graduated from college." "This is really true, I even doubt that he was aborted. When you are here, just practice Taoism." "Actually, to be honest, Zhang Zhenren's method of teaching disciples is quite powerful. Wang Chunlan and the others have achieved their current achievements in less than a year as disciples. We are still ahead of them. After just one term, I learned nothing.”…

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

Everyone has seen the power of Wudang Taoist formations. If Baimei Palace had not produced a more perverted Shangguan Ning, Baimei Palace might have lost.

Standing next to Zhang Yu on the stage, Yuan Zhenren turned her head and glanced at Zhang Yu. After winning, she was naturally in high spirits on happy occasions. She said gently: "My dear nephew, I accept the offer."

"Master, I am too humble. The disciples of Baimei Palace are even more impressive. I really admire them." Zhang Yu said humbly.

"Thank you for the compliment." Zhenren Yuan smiled slightly, but she also secretly said she was lucky. To be honest, if she didn't have the nuclear weapon Shangguan Ning by her side, she would have lost.

"Ahem..." Mr. Yuan deliberately coughed twice, and then said: "Zhang Daoyou, who is not a Taoist temple, has voluntarily admitted defeat. Now it is up to me to announce that the champion of this Huashan Taoism final is me, Baimeigong!"

"White Eyebrow Palace!" "White Eyebrow Palace!" "White Eyebrow Palace!" "White Eyebrow Palace!"... As soon as Yuan Zhenren's voice fell, shouts rang out from the audience. It was not just the Baimeigong family who shouted, but other Zhengyi sects also shouted.

Hearing this shocking shout, Zhang Yu's expression remained calm, as if nothing was wrong. However, the expressions of the disciples in the square formation of Wudang Taoist Temple were very depressed. From their point of view, this contest was really a pity, as they were just a little bit away from winning.

Wang Shuang and Shi Ying, who were standing in the field, were in even lower moods, as if they were defeated generals. In the eyes of the two of them, they represented the Wudang Taoist Temple. The other companions had all fallen. The master surrendered because he did not want the two of them to suffer. Tears shed unconsciously 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 lying on the ground were not unconscious. Zhang Yu took the initiative to admit defeat. At this moment, the sky-high shouts from the mountain stung their eardrums. This is the first time they have participated in such a high-level competition. You must know that the scale of this competition is far greater than the last Huashan Discussion. In this competition, they reached the finals and even improved their cultivation. But in the final contest, they lost.

The tears of Wang Chunlan and Yuan Xiaoxiao also flowed down unconsciously, and their faces were also filled with unwillingness. In their view, this failure should be more due to 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 shouts sounded like a tsunami for a long time.

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

Lu Zhenren's face was filled with a wry smile. Originally, he thought Yangchun Guan would finally get this scene. The result was great, it was Bai Mei Gong who had the last laugh in the end.

For Zhenren Lu, Zhenren Yuan did not show any sympathy. In Yuan Zhenren's view, these are all Lu Zhenren's own faults, and no one else is to blame.

The shouting finally stopped. Yuan Zhenren glanced at the audience and said loudly: "This Huashan Taoist discussion has been successfully concluded. Everything is fair and just. The champion is Baimei Palace, the runner-up is Wudang Taoist Temple, the third place is Lu Zuge, and the fourth place is The name is Yangchun Temple. It’s getting late now, and you all must be tired, so I won’t say much here. At ten o’clock tomorrow morning, a Taoist conference will be held in Baimei Palace as usual. Please attend on time!”

After saying these words, Master Yuan turned around and walked towards the audience. From turning around to stepping off the stage, she was full of pride. Every step she took seemed so calm and elegant.

Soon, Master Yuan who stepped down quickly walked over to Shangguan Ning.

Shangguan Ning is still in the formation, and the eight disciples who fell next to him have not yet gotten up. As soon as Shangguan Ning saw Yuan Zhenren approaching, he immediately bowed and saluted, "Disciple, see Master!"

"No gift!" Yuan Zhenren said with satisfaction: "Xiao Ning, you did a good job! Master did not misjudge the person!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Master!" Shangguan Ning bowed again and said.