My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Only then did Luo Enen realize that he was the slowest. If it weren't for him, Mo Qingqiu, Weng Yuanming and others would not be so tired. I felt depressed in my heart, and the joy on my face was suddenly wiped away.

"Well, you don't have to be sad. A ruler is short, an inch is long..." Seeing the frustration in her eyes, Fatty Bai comforted her kindly.

Obviously, he underestimated Miss Luo's psychological quality.

"Tch, what do I have to be sad about? If it had been anyone else, I'd be afraid that it would take ten days and a half to find out the weakness of this artifact. I only used it for three days. How many people in the world can have this kind of talent?" Before Fatty Bai finished speaking, he saw Miss Luo making a long "cut" sound, shaking her head and speaking in a lively manner.

"Don't forget there are still us." He originally wanted to comfort her, but after hearing this, Fatty Bai couldn't help but want to hit her a few more times.

"Don't forget that you are two months older than me, and Wu Color is also a month older than me. What's there to be proud of?" Luo Enen rolled his eyes and said disapprovingly.

Uh... just a month or two older, is there really such a big difference? Not to mention Fatty Bai, even Mo Qingqiu and others were speechless for a while.

It has to be said that Miss Luo's psychology is really strong, and she can explain this reason for self-comfort.

"There is also Fenghua, who seems to be younger than us." Fatty Bai muttered.

As he spoke, he was still thinking hard. Is Luo Enen really two months younger than him and one month younger than Wu Color? Why doesn't he have any impression at all? This guy couldn't be trying to comfort himself, he could even lie to herself.

"Tch, to compete with Fenghua, I might as well just find a piece of tofu and kill her. Why don't you compete with her?" Luo Enen became even more confident.

This is true, let alone myself, even the Eighteen Envoys of the Wuji Holy Heaven, and even the three superior saints, if they had not taken advantage of their age, they would have been deeply affected by Wu Shengqu compared to Gu Fenghua. Fatty Bai was completely speechless.

After taking the holy elixir, several people started to use their mental skills to restore the holy energy and spiritual thoughts.

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A few hours later, Gu Fenghua and others opened their eyes, stood up and walked around the artifact, pointing their fingertips on the tiny runes.

The light in their eyes was restrained, no longer as tired as before, but their expressions were unusually solemn.

Although they all had no doubts about Gu Fenghua's judgment, success or failure depended on this, so they still didn't dare to be careless.

"Are you all ready?" Gu Fenghua asked.

"Okay." Luo Enen and others responded in unison.

"Then let's get started." Gu Fenghua took a deep breath, and a light suddenly bloomed in his eyes.

Four strands of holy energy and four strands of divine thoughts were injected into the artifact at the same time.

"Buzz" Soon, the artifact trembled slightly and hummed softly.

Everyone's eyes lit up. At this moment, they actually felt the unique energy fluctuations of the weapon spirit.

But soon, deep worry appeared in their eyes: the Qi of this weapon spirit was so powerful, violent, and uneasy!

In fact, this is not the first time they have felt the energy of the artifact. They also felt similar energy when Yu Xuanyang and Mo Qingqiu tried to forcefully fit the artifact but failed one after another. But now, the Qi of this weapon spirit is even more tyrannical, violent and restless than then, even more than ten times stronger.

Recalling the previous scene, everyone was still frightened, and they were actually sweating for Gu Fenghua and the others.