My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

With their concentrated sword, it is not difficult to defeat Pei Yiqiu, but Pei Yichou and others are not weak, and once they take action, they will not be merciful. Swords and guns have no eyesight, and I am afraid that Pei Yiqiu will be seriously injured if he is not careful. This was definitely not what they wanted, and it was very Aotian and Wenwan's wish. Pei Yiqiu voluntarily abstained, which was actually the best result.

As for other people's misunderstandings, let them go. Respect is proven by strength. In tomorrow's competition, they will prove their strength in front of everyone. It's just one day late, so what does it matter?

The disciples of the sect in the audience left one after another, and the envoys on the high platform then left.

"Fenghua, Yaoyao's injuries haven't healed yet. I'll take her back to heal first, so I won't accompany you. I'll come back to cheer you on tomorrow when the competition starts." Wen Wanru said to Gu Fenghua.

"Then you go quickly and don't worry about us." Gu Fenghua said.

She also discovered just now that the little owl was seriously injured. Of course, this is normal. No one should be injured after falling from a cliff. Although Wen Wanru is not weak in cultivation, with her frizzy temper, it is strange to be able to protect the little one.

Originally, she wanted to give Wen Wanru some healing holy pills, but after thinking about it, she didn't lack holy pills at all. Besides, even if human holy pills were not completely useless to monsters, they were not too useful, so there was no waste.

After Wen Wanru and Yaoyao walked towards Chang Aotian, Gu Fenghua and others walked towards the yard together.

"Gu Fenghua!" At this moment, a man rushed up from behind and shouted in a deep voice.

Gu Fenghua stopped and turned around to see Zhan Jiuzhou's imposing face. He didn't say anything, but just looked at him calmly.

"You are quite lucky, but I don't know if you will have such good luck tomorrow. You'd better burn a few sticks of incense when you go back. Please God bless you and don't meet me fighting Jiuzhou next time." Zhan Jiuzhou He said coldly, his expression even more frantic.

By this time, the others had almost dispersed, and there was no need for him to conceal his hostility.

The previous action was blocked by Qin Xiude and others, and the master was forced to apologize to Gu Fenghua, and he was also severely reprimanded. Zhan Jiuzhou was able to hold back his breath.

"This is what I want to say to you. I'm a little curious. With sword skills like Tianxing Luocang, how many swords can you use?" Of course Gu Fenghua would not give Zhan Jiuzhou a good look, coldly He smiled and said without any sign of weakness.

If he had only seen Zhan Jiuzhou's first sword strike but not his subsequent duel, Gu Fenghua might still be deeply wary of him, but after seeing his strength with one sword weaker than the other , she was completely relieved.

At this time, she was more curious about Jiuzhou: the reason why his sword skills were weaker than the other was because, as Weng Yuanming said, there was something wrong with the innate Holy Spirit root, and it was not condensed by himself, but Was it snatched from other people by means of soul-stealing techniques?

"What do you mean by that?" Zhan Jiuzhou's eyes narrowed slightly and his voice became cold.

"You know what it means. Taking away people's spiritual roots and hurting people's lives. How dare you do such an outrageous thing!" Gu Fenghua put away his smile and said with a frosty face, his eyes so sharp that they seemed to pierce people's hearts.

"That's nonsense. I don't know what you are talking about. In tomorrow's competition, you'd better hope that God will bless you and never meet me." Zhan Jiuzhou was silent for a moment, said a cruel word, and then turned around and left.