My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

This heavy sword, in the hands of the petite Gu Fenghua, is even more huge.

Obviously, Gu Fenghua's sword was taken from her storage bracelet.

For a moment, the surroundings fell silent.

Isn't Gu Fenghua a beastmaster?

She can make a sword?

Is she a saint?

Is this possible?

"Are you a saint teacher?" Fan Anbing looked at the sword in Gu Fenghua's hand, but became even more excited.

Gu Fenghua didn't answer his question, but smiled sweetly and said calmly: "Congratulations on your success in angering me and making me want to avenge my kindness with my own hands."

"Enen?" Fan Anbing was puzzled, and immediately sneered, "Just my last opponent. Stupid woman, she is weak, she deserves it. I didn't kill her, what revenge do you have?"

"That's why I won't kill you." Gu Fenghua still smiled softly, but what he said had an unspeakable sternness. But I'll give you back ten times the pain you raised on Lorne.

"Just you?" Fan Anbing wanted to look up to the sky and laugh.

However, the next moment, Fan Anbing's laughter stopped abruptly, as if a duck was strangled by the neck. Eyes wide open! Because of Gu Fenghua in front of him, he swung his sword straight to his face! The speed surprised him. After an afterimage, Gu Fenghua had appeared in front of him.

Fan Anbing raised his sword to block.

"Qiang!" The weapon handover made a crisp sound.

Fan Anbing took two steps back to stabilize his body.

He looked at Gu Fenghua in astonishment, and felt a little relieved when he saw eight white holy beads appearing on Gu Fenghua's forehead.

Although he was surprised that Gu Fenghua was actually a saint, but seeing that Gu Fenghua's strength was the same as his, he was not afraid.

The two separated and stood still again.

However, the audience was already exclaiming.

"Gu Fenghua is a holy teacher!"

"Eighth-Rank Dousheng, am I right?"

"Who said that Gu Fenghua is a useless person who can't cultivate?"

"Is she a beastmaster, or a saint? My mother, I'm really not dreaming... It hurts, why are you pinching me on a horse?"

"Are you in pain? Then I'm not dreaming."

"Crazy, you pinch yourself."

Wu Yongjun sat next to Jiang Ziyi, and he was much calmer than the excited Jiang Ziyi. Hehe, eighth-rank fighting saint? Gu Fenghua is not an eighth-rank fighting sage, she is a real law sage! Gotta play!

There was no trace of blood on Zhong Wanying's face standing in the crowd. Gu Fenghua was actually an eighth-rank Dou Sheng, far exceeding her strength. As her only "close friend", she didn't know it at all.

"Wanying, don't you have a good relationship with Gu Fenghua? You always said that she couldn't cultivate and let us not look down on her. Are you teasing us before?" A girl next to Zhong Wanying glared at Zhong Wanying and asked unkindly. .

Zhong Wanying opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

What can she say? She said that she never thought of getting along with Gu Fenghua, she just pretended. Gu Fenghua had already known about it, so she had no idea of ​​Gu Fenghua's true strength at all?

Can she say this?

Fatty Bai sat next to Wu Yongjun, who was also the bottom six in the top ten. At this moment, he looked at Fan Anbing on the stage with a cold expression. That day, Lorne's body was covered in blood and his eyes full of stubbornness was still vivid in his mind. It was this Fan Anbing who beat Ron En and is still recovering in bed. Fan Anbing could obviously beat Ronen to the test stage and win, or let Ronen admit defeat. But he didn't. Ronen, who was speechless tormented by his sword after sword, didn't even give Ronen a chance to admit defeat.

Fatty Bai remembered very clearly the tragic situation of Lon'en at that time, and even remembered the anger that Gu Fenghua tried to suppress with a calm face at that time.

Today, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

This week, the recommended ticket reaches 15,000, and one more update will be added on weekends