My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"Bless me, junior brother, we in Xuanji Realm are proud of you!"

"Come on, let's show them how awesome they are!" So, the crowd, who originally had no hope for this competition, was completely excited, and the cheers of cheering were even more earth-shattering.

Amidst the cheers, Qi Yutang turned around and attacked Luo Yuxuan.

Defeating Han Qingxue with one sword, he was also a little surprised, and at the same time, he was also secretly afraid. Although the sword strike just now, as everyone guessed, was already in their plan, but as the saying goes, God is not as good as man. Before the final result comes out, who knows whether the plan can succeed.

Although Han Qingxue's strength is the weakest among the four disciples of Changsun Luocang, it is still much stronger than him. If there is a slight difference, he may fall into the abyss of eternal destruction. In other words, the sword strike he just made was a gamble with his life.

Fortunately, he won the bet, but recalling the danger hidden behind the sword just now, his heart was still beating wildly, and a strange blush appeared on his face. He was so excited that he just wanted to look up to the sky and scream.

However, he knew very well that now was not the time to celebrate victory with loud shouts. They had not yet achieved a real victory. In fact, even if they defeated Han Qingxue by surprise, he knew very well that there was no way they could win this competition. This is not done for the sake of winning, but for another purpose.

Seeing the two golden holy beads flashing between Luo Yuxuan's eyebrows, Qi Yutang suppressed the excitement in his heart and slashed out with his sword again.

The sword strike just now had consumed most of his holy energy. Without a moment's pause, he immediately struck out a second time. He felt as if the holy energy in his body had been drained out of his body in an instant, and his strangely crimson face turned pale. However, his hand holding the sword was still so steady, and his eyes were still so determined.

Opposite him, Luo Yuxuan's face also turned a little pale.

No one would have thought that Qi Yutang would be so decisive when he took action, and no one would have thought that Han Qingxue, whose cultivation level was clearly much higher than his, would be so easily hit by his sword.

Seeing the scene of Han Qingxue's blood arrows flying out of the competition platform, his mind went blank for a brief moment. It wasn't until Shi Yingyan's snow-cold sword light came into view that he suddenly woke up, and then his heart suddenly sank.

Although his cultivation level has reached the second level of Emperor Saint, Shi Yingyan is the strongest among the four disciples in Yungu. Even if his cultivation level is only the first level of Emperor Saint, it is difficult for him to win for a while.

The most important thing was that it was not only Shi Yingyan who was attacking him at this time, but also Qi Yutang who had just defeated Han Qingxue with one sword!

"Flying sword, cloud dance!" Qi Yutang's clear drink sounded in his ears.

The sword skills he displayed were exactly the same as before, the same without hesitation, the same risk of death and survival.

"Tianyun, Jian Mie!" Shi Yingyan's long sword also came towards him.

Like Qi Yutang, this sword was intended to attack but not defend. It was aimed at destroying each other. There was an aura of destruction in the sky-shattering sword light, which was so heavy and depressing.

Crazy, these guys are crazy! Luo Yuxuan's heart trembled violently.

Compared to Han Qingxue, his temperament is much calmer and more determined. If Qi Yutang is the only one who takes action, even if the other party is determined to die together, they will never get the slightest advantage, and may even die miserably. But the problem is that what he has to face now is Shi Yingyan and Qi Yutang.

If he just clicked the target, he could still deal with the opponent for a while, but as soon as the opponent made a move, they would all die together, so how could he have any room to maneuver?

He had no choice but to fight head-on and risk his life.

"As for it, isn't it just for Chengyun Valley? Do you need to fight so hard? Besides, even if they risk their lives on me, do they think they can win? Madmen, a bunch of madmen!" At this moment, Luo Yuxuan was so angry that he wanted to go crazy.

It's a pity that anger can't kill anyone. If you really want to die, you can only burn yourself, but not others. He could only hold the sword tightly and stab it straight towards Shi Yingyan's heart.

Don’t you want to die together? Okay, let’s see who dies first! Luo Yuxuan was driven almost crazy by the crazy fighting style of the two people, and his blood rushed straight to his forehead, and he gave up.

Under the stage, the cheers and cheers suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes showed horror.

I thought that the strength gap between the two sides in this competition was too big. There was no suspense at all, and there was nothing to see. No one had any expectations. Who would have thought that as soon as they started fighting, the two sides would collide like meteors, and the situation on the field would be so intense... No, it wasn't intense, it was clearly tragic.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats when they saw the cold sword light of Shi Yingyan and Luo Yuxuan piercing each other's heart at the same time.

Although Shi Yingyan and Qi Yutang were two against one, Qi Yutang was a little weaker after all. He had just defeated Han Qingxue and suffered a lot of losses, so his speed was naturally much slower.

Shi Yingyan's cultivation level was also inferior to Luo Yuxuan's. If nothing unexpected happened, by the time Qi Yutang's sword struck, Shi Yingyan would have died tragically under Luo Yuxuan's sword, while Luo Yuxuan would only be able to Just severely injured.

Of course, Luo Yuxuan like that may not be able to block Qi Yutang's fatal sword, but it is not without a chance, but Shi Yingyan is still destined to die.

"What are they doing? Are they crazy?" Luo Enen clutched the lapel of her clothes tightly, her expression extremely nervous.

"It doesn't make sense. Even if they are lucky enough to defeat the others, they will never be able to defeat Zhan Jiuzhou. Why are they working so hard?" Fatty Bai also said inexplicably.

Ye Wuse frowned and said nothing, but looked at Gu Fenghua thoughtfully.

Gu Fenghua seemed to have thought of something, and frowned slightly. He stared at the stage intently, his face was cold, and his fingers tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The sword light moved rapidly, making a frightening whistle, and two cold stars pierced the opponent's heart like lightning.

Shi Yingyan's expression was still so solemn, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes. Abandoning life and death, an extremely high fighting spirit emerged from his body, and his tall and thin figure seemed to look majestic.

The aura of destruction and death enveloped Luo Yuxuan at the same time. His eyes began to become panicked.

His will was indeed much more determined than Han Qingxue's, but like Han Qingxue, he had never experienced the experience of life and death. Only when he was on the verge of death did he realize that he was not as brave as he thought.

Yes, he was afraid, he was really afraid.

He knew very well that with this sword blow, he could indeed kill the crazy Shi Yingyan, but he would inevitably be injured. At that time, what could he do to deal with the equally crazy Qi Yutang? Facing that sword that kills both of them, do they really have a chance to survive?