My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"Brother Hua's handprint moves like the wind and calm like a mountain, flutters like the wind and swiftly like rain, it's like a magic brush, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed." A disciple said repeatedly with emotion.

"Yes, I have benefited a lot from seeing Senior Brother Hua's handprint. Many doubts before were cleared up. Thank you Senior Brother Hua." Another disciple followed up.

"It's a good thing that Senior Brother Hua came first, and I can follow suit. If I'm allowed to make the first move, I won't be able to make such handprints." Others also spoke one after another.

Although they are not stingy with praise, why does it sound so strange?

"Looks good, really looks good." Someone summed up their words. Why it feels strange is self-evident.

Fingerprints are for use, not for viewing. If they are of no use at all, no matter how beautiful they are, they are not for dancing.

The dandy of the sect is still a dandy, like all dandies, what Hua Mingyu values ​​most is face, hearing everyone's cynicism, her face turns red with shame.

"Ming Yu, the way of cultivation is the most fearful and impetuous. This handprint is not for showing off, but for comprehending the Dao rhyme of the strong." Other disciples gave face like this, but Hua Mingyu was so disappointing. Shen Zhengxing Feeling very ashamed, he scolded in a deep voice.

"Yes, I know Master." Hua Mingyu also knew that her performance was too embarrassing, so she didn't have the nerve to argue, so she just responded with a grievance. God proved that he did intend to show off at the beginning, but then he really went all out and didn't have the slightest intention to show off, but why didn't the Liangyi Tiandi Stone respond in the slightest.

"One more time, don't be distracted this time." Shen Zhengxing said with a dark face. If Hua Mingyu just gave up, wouldn't it be too wasteful, he only accepts disciples once in hundreds of years, and this time he accepts a waste as a disciple as soon as he comes up. Of course, there is no glory. Fortunately, there is still time, and he can do it again.

"Yes, Master." Hua Mingyu replied, and made another handprint.

This time, he didn't dare to show off any more. Every handprint was done quite well, but until the last handprint was made, the Liangyi Tiandi Stone still didn't respond at all.

"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense." Hua Mingyu muttered to himself with a dull expression.

His face was pale, his back was drenched with sweat, and he was almost unsteady when he stood up because of the full effort to destroy the holy energy and condense his spiritual thoughts, but even so, he still didn't feel a trace of Dao rhyme.

"Senior Brother Hua, it seems that your handprint is useless." A disciple behind him shook his head and said.

"It seems that Senior Brother Hua is quite tired, why don't you go and rest for a while, let us come first." Another disciple said bluntly.

Previously, he kindly let Hua Mingyu come first, but he didn't know how to appreciate it. He also belittled the other disciples to nothing. Everyone felt sullen, and now they didn't want to give him any more face.

"Let's forget it, even Senior Brother Hua can't comprehend the Dao Yun, why should we waste time." Another disciple said in a strange way.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Hua's handprint is so proficient that he can't comprehend the Dao Yun, what time are we wasting?" The others followed suit.

Hua Mingyu's face, which was originally pale, suddenly became sickly bright red, as if someone had slapped her face hard, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and forget about it.

"Master, let me do it again." Hua Mingyu said unwillingly.