My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Hearing Lin Yuantang's words, everyone around was startled, and then secretly wiped a cold sweat: after all this time, you are still uttering arrogance, you are really afraid that you will not lose badly enough later, and you are afraid that Chu Yuange will not be cruel enough to humiliate Yu. You?

"Hahahaha, regret it. Do you think I will regret it? That's all. I'm too lazy to show off my rhetoric with you. Let's do it quickly. Three moves, remember. I only give you three moves. Don't do it after that. It's my fault for being so ungrateful." Chu Yuange laughed even more when he heard this, and didn't bother to say more to him, but just said impatiently.

I was still thinking before that if I left a little bit of a line in life so that we could meet each other in the future, would it save some face for Lin Yuantang? I didn't expect him to be so ungrateful. Chu Yuange had now made up his mind. Lin Yuantang must be completely disgraced today and would never have the face to come out to see anyone again!

"Well, since Mr. Chu said so, I will be disrespectful." Lin Yuantang bowed slightly as a salute, and then clapped his hands.

"Well done..." Chu Yuange shouted loudly, running his holy energy to protect his whole body.

To let others take three moves is just to say that you will not take the initiative, instead of standing there without any defense and allowing others to attack.

Of course, if the two sides are similar in strength, even if they are several levels higher than the opponent, it will be difficult to withstand the opponent's attack by standing motionless like this.

However, Chu Yuange was confident enough: the gap between Lin Yuantang and him was not as simple as a few grades, but a gap in realm.

Obviously, he was wrong, very wrong.

The next moment, Lin Yuantang shot out his palms, and the shadows of his palms were like dark clouds, rolling like waves in front of Chu Yuange. And two dazzling rainbows appeared between his eyebrows.

Hey, according to the information obtained by his disciples, hasn't he been stagnating at the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Saint these years? Why are there only two holy rainbows? Could it be that the information is wrong? But it doesn’t make sense. Even if Qingyuan Taoist Palace declines and no matter how poor it is, it won’t be so poor that Tangtang Palace Master can be so poor. After practicing for so many years, how can Lin Yuantang be only the second-grade Supreme Saint?

Chu Yuange subconsciously had some doubts in his heart.

Soon, he noticed something was wrong: between Lin Yuantang's eyebrows, there was no holy bead, only a holy rainbow.

He was promoted to the second level of Holy Transformation!

How can this be? You must know that although Tianxin Taoist Palace has never been able to return to its peak, it is still on the verge of revival thanks to the hard work of generations of ancestors, and its strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary Taoist temples. But as a prince himself, he relied on a steady stream of cultivation resources and practiced hard for most of his life, but he had only reached the second level of becoming a saint. How could Lin Yuantang have such a cultivation level?

Chu Yuange had no time to think too much. The shadows of his palms were like waves under a storm, one wave higher than the other, reaching his chest like a mountain. In his haste, he didn't even have time to stop him - he was too boastful and couldn't stop it, so he could only retreat hastily.

But it was too late. He completely underestimated Lin Yuantang's strength. He was caught off guard and had no time to retreat.

"Boom!" Amidst the loud noise, the palm shadows hit the chest one after another.

Even if they are both saints, even if their cultivation is two or three levels higher than the other person, it would be difficult for them to remain motionless like this and forcefully bear the opponent's palm with all their strength, let alone the same level?

"Ka!" There was a clear cracking sound in Chu Yuange's ears, the protective air shield broke, and the majestic power ruthlessly blasted into his chest and inside.

Without any suspense, Chu Yuange flew up like a kite with its string broken. While he was in mid-air, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then hit the ground heavily.