Chapter 1750: Admit Defeat

Hearing the voice from the loudspeaker, the big guys looked at the four masters on the screen in unison.

The life and death of the four masters are uncertain, and they still go to verify, how to verify.

"Is this okay?" "I don't think there's any need to verify. Call an ambulance!" "The Qi family must not have prepared a doctor!" "Oh my god, isn't it just a Feng Shui competition? Why are you vomiting blood!" "This is not fun. It’s too big!” “Isn’t it!”.

Everyone was a little confused when they were talking like this. After all, they had never seen anyone vomiting blood after seeing a Feng Shui layout.

Judging from the appearance of the four great monks, it was obvious that they were in danger.

"Little sister, I just heard someone say that heaven, heaven, the world's magic, where does it come from?" At this moment, there are still people who are sarcastic. The person who said this is not someone else, it is the divine eye among the Eight Immortals of Tianqiao. Lu Dongbin and Wu Naihe.

Overpass He Xiangu Mo Li immediately shouted in a weird voice: "The magic in the world comes from Erlin!"

"Yes, yes! The magic in the world is so great that Erlin's feng shui will spurt blood." Wu Naihe raised his neck and shouted.

The other uncles Ning and Ma Tianhei also started shouting, "The world's most powerful magicians are from Erlin, even if you set up Feng Shui, your blood will spurt out!"

After hearing this, the monks wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

However, they were more concerned about the safety of Master Wu Neng. A monk reacted quickly and shouted first, "Hurry to the villa and check on the situation of the four masters!"

"Hurry!" "Hurry!" The other monks followed and rushed towards the villa.

Not only the monks ran that way, but also many Taoist priests and some guests watching the fun also ran that way to see if the monks were okay.

In addition to those who go there, there are also those who go to Dhruv. After all, the Feng Shui situation has been broken, and they also want to see how it is over there.

Zhang Yu stood still and did not move. The disciples were actually quite good and wanted to take a look. It was obvious that the master did not move and they did not dare to move rashly.

Li Mingyue whispered: "Master, should we go and have a look."

"There's nothing to see. The formation has been broken. Next, we have to set up the formation for our master and compete with Dhruv!" Zhang Yu said seriously.

Zhang Yinling stood nearby with a look of disappointment. When she heard that Zhang Yu was going to take action, she immediately became energetic.

The little girl rushed to Zhang Yu's side and said: "That's right, it's your turn to take action. You are also a mage after all. After watching you for so long, you should have figured out something about it. You must give our Zhengyi Sect a voice."

"If my master takes action, he will definitely win!" "That's right, my master has great magical powers, and he is just a foreign devil!" "Just keep an eye on him, my master will definitely win." Zhang Yu's disciples immediately started shouting.

When Zhang Yinling heard how these people were bragging for Zhang Yu, she couldn't help curling her lips and said, "How can we definitely win? That Dhruv is very powerful. My dad."

She wanted to say, 'My dad was defeated in a minute,' but this was so embarrassing that she was too embarrassed to say it.

Fortunately, Zhang Yu's disciples were not stupid and did not directly slander Zhang Zhenren's lack of strength.

Zhang Yu called Zhang Qingfeng in front of him and whispered a few words in his ear.

Zhang Qingfeng's face immediately showed a look of surprise, and he asked curiously: "Master, why are you doing this?"

The other disciples didn't hear what Zhang Yu said, and they all looked curious.

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "You will bring the junior brothers with you when the time comes. Just say this and don't worry about anything else."

"I understand, master, don't worry." Zhang Qingfeng nodded and said.

This round was over. The monks arrived at the villa and confirmed that the four great monks were not dead. Fortunately, they had cultivated deeply enough, which meant that their vitality was seriously injured. When they rushed over, the four monks could barely sit up.

The fact that the four masters were seriously injured was naturally conveyed to Dhruv.

Master Wu Neng's face changed drastically after he heard that four of Wukong's wounds were seriously injured and bleeding. His previous pride disappeared after Dhruv broke the formation, and now they were all injured again, making his face even more livid.

Lu Zhenren became more energetic. He glanced at the great monk with a faint smile and said in a low voice: "Master, these four masters should have used their own true energy to bless the formation. This would be too risky. Fortunately, My life was saved, otherwise, Buddhism would have lost four eminent monks."

Master Wu Neng was originally in a bad mood. This time Wukong lost four, and the Buddhist sect was completely defeated. He knew in his heart that he could not break the formation.

Wu Neng glanced at Master Lu coldly, and said coldly: "Fellow Taoists, don't be too happy. Although my Buddhist family has lost, your Taoist family has won. I think this time, the exchange of Eastern and Western astrology and feng shui Yes, our Eastern Astrology Feng Shui will be completely defeated. If you, Taoist friend, think you can win, you can invite yourself to fight later, and let the poor monk see your Taoist friend's magical way."

His words directly choked Zhenren Lu.

He has no use for him. How powerful this Dhruv is. He can still save some face if he doesn't take action. If he does, he will lose everything.

Zhenren Lu was not willing to stand up for this kind of contest that he knew he would lose.

After confirming that the formation of the four monks was broken, Dhruv and others returned to Caitai. This time, Jack Liu was not the only one beside Dhruv. Martial followed him on stage, and Paris also came over.

This time, Paris changed into a clean black robe and came to the stage. The six notaries sat down, and the host and Qi Tongwei also stood on the stage.

The host said loudly: "In this round, Mr. Dhruv won again. At present, there are only six notaries left on the list and there is no competition with Wudang Taoist Master Zhang. I don't know if you are ready or not. Keep discussing.”

After saying this, the host looked at Master Yuan, Master Lu and Master Wu Neng on the stage intentionally or unintentionally.

The great monk was also a bachelor. He knew he was outmatched, so he simply said: "Amitabha, I have self-awareness. Mr. Dhruv is really good at astrology and feng shui, so I won't come to discuss with him."

What he said was quite nice, but everyone at the scene understood that it was equivalent to admitting defeat.

After the great monk finished speaking, he glanced at Zhenren Lu next to him, his eyes quite provocative, as if to say, Taoist Master, please.

Master Lu smiled slightly and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, since Pindao is acting as a notary, then just do your duty well."

He didn't stand out either, so as not to be embarrassed if he lost. Of course, surrender is not honorable either. But there is nothing you can do, and you will lose even if you compete, so why do you compete with him?

The eyes of several people on the stage then focused on Yuan Zhenren. Yuan Zhenren complained in his heart that she was in the same situation as Lu Zhenren. If you win, you will lose. If you don't win, it can be said in a nicer way, but it is also equivalent to admitting defeat.

Master Yuan hesitated for a moment, and was about to say something about the situation, when he heard a young man's voice from the audience, "It seems there are not many people left. Pindao just had diarrhea and has not set up a formation. Now Pindao will follow." Let’s discuss it Mr. Dhruv.”

This man's voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. In fact, there was no need to look at the person. Just by hearing the voice, many people knew that the speaker was Zhang Yu!

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