Under the gaze of the nine, the prison painting stretched out two hands, easily inserted into a grid, and then opened a large opening, propped it up with one forearm, and freed the other hand, and directly reached in and took out a hard-shell Oxford dictionary. The whole process took less than four seconds.

"Look, that's it. At this time, it is not the strength that is tested, but the eyesight. She glanced at the stunned nine and asked, "None of you can see it?" ”

Everyone shook their heads, but Bai Shu frowned and said, "I can see a little, but it's very vague." I can only feel the energy fluctuations you are talking about, and as for the gaps, it is even more impossible to see. ”

Prison Painting put the book back down, withdrew his hand and shrugged, "Then there is no way." You can ask each of your masters, and there may be a way to learn it. ”

In fact, prison paintings already understand the reasons they have not seen or heard of. Enchantment is a high-level technique that can only be set by cultivators who have reached a certain level. They can't see it, it's just that the level is not enough, and when they encounter an enchantment, they can only walk around, and the master can't teach it even if he knows it, so naturally he won't tell them.

I don't want to tell them this kind of talk, otherwise with the arrogance of these nine people, it is estimated that she will think that she is bragging again.

"Okay, I won't talk to you about this, you said you have to rely on brute force, right? Okay, let's get started now. "Prison Painting.

Baizhu woke up from the shock just now, and his mood was a little heavy. He had really underestimated prison paintings before. A non-cultivator can clearly see the barrier set by a cultivator, and can easily find an entry point to break through, which he has never encountered. He is the youngest disciple of the head of Kunlun, because of his high talent, although his own skills are not enough to see in the senior brothers and sisters, but since he started, he has always been regarded as a key training object. So although he is very modest in front of the teacher, he still has the capital of pride when he goes out of the mountain gate. Those outer disciples could only snort at him, let alone an ordinary person who was not in the cultivation realm. After entering the world, he came into contact with mortal mortals in the flesh, which made him even more inflated. But now, he really felt a little creepy. If there really are these things in this world that he doesn't know, then he should be glad that what he did before didn't get into trouble.

Ying Wu's idea is diametrically opposed. She didn't think there was anything great about the prison painting, but felt that the prison painting was deliberately showing his hand in order to win their attention, reduce hostility, and gain favor. Indeed, she was also envious of the prison painting that could easily remove the enchantment, but she hated to see the prison painting accepted by everyone even more.

When she saw that the prison painting was about to begin, she hurriedly said, "Wait! You can open it with skill, how do we know how you opened it? We're really angry now! ”

As soon as she reached in, she felt the enchantment squeeze on her arm. This strength is not great, and the hardness is average, so when everyone is not paying attention, he quietly exerts his strength, and wades through the water with his invisible power, and now he has a number of the degree of this enchantment in his heart. Seeing Ying Wu questioning like this, Prison Painting sneered: "From the beginning, I will talk to you first, just care about the result, regardless of the process, because I am not a cultivator, and it is different from those supernatural powers you know." But since you mentioned it, that's fine. I don't expect you to believe me, do you? I'll prove it to you later. ”

Bai Zhu nodded after finishing the prison painting, cleared the stopwatch on his phone, and said to the prison painting, "Start now." ”

As soon as Baizhu's voice fell, the prison painting took three steps back, facing the bookshelf. The nine people don't know why. If you want to go to the bag to get something, you should step forward, what is she going to do backwards?

But soon, they all sensed that something was wrong. Because standing behind the prison painting, they obviously felt a huge amount of energy gushing out of the prison painting's body, so that the space in front of them was distorted a little. The hair and hem of the clothes are windless and automatic, and the back looks like a kind of fairy air with a chill, which is daunting.

This person is really not a cultivator? Such thoughts were born in the hearts of the nine people at the same time.

Prison Painting opened his hands wide, did not pinch the trick, did not chant mantras, just simply lucked qi, and released an invisible huge power in an instant. Just listen to the crisp sound of "clang", it seems that something has been knocked out.

Before the nine of them knew what was happening, they saw that all the books in the bookshelf were being grabbed by an invisible force, and they were placed on the ground in a row, and the whole picture looked like it was haunted.

After finishing all this, he wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, pointed to the book on the ground and said, "The time has not yet come, has it?" But in total, there are only these books, and there are no more. These are Mr. Jun's books, and I don't know if there are any valuables, and it's really not easy to grasp the weight, in case you accidentally use too much force and destroy the book, but it's not easy to explain to Mr. Jun. ”

After that, she spread her hands again in the stunned eyes of the nine people and said, "But I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't be able to do this game in the future." This barrier has been destroyed, and I won't do it, or you can ask the old man to set up another one. ”

Ruined? The nine were even more stunned. For them, this enchantment is both a game and a kind of cultivation. For them, being able to take out objects from this enchantment with their bare hands was already something to be proud of, after all, it was an enchantment set up by the cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm. However, the prison painting was destroyed in less than two minutes, and he even said that he wanted to control the force. What if you don't control it?

Thinking of this, all nine of them had a chill down their spines. Just like this, they are still ashamed to compare their strength with prison paintings? Isn't this a shame to be thrown to grandma's house?

"What's wrong? What do you think I'm doing here? I'm telling you, you want me to break this barrier, and I won't set up a new one, and it's even more impossible to lose money. If you don't have money, you have to die. ”

Everyone: "......"

At the same time, in a hotel in a northern city, an old man with silver-gray hair was sitting cross-legged on a bed and slowly opened his eyes.

"Who is it?" The old man frowned, his eyes slightly startled. "Could it be that the little ones? No. ”

He closed his eyes again, trying to capture the wisp of power he had just felt. But the power was controlled too carefully, but the attack was extremely domineering and terrifying, and the barrier he set was easily broken, and he couldn't tell the strength of the other party.

Who the hell is it?

"Miss Prison, you said you weren't a cultivator?" After a moment of consternation, Baizhu couldn't help but ask.

Several other people also looked at the prison painting. This woman can't be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to tease them, right?

The prison painting raised his eyelids and glanced at him. Of course she's not a cultivator anymore, she's an earth immortal. Although it is an earth immortal with the lowest level of combat power, it is also an earth immortal, and the realm is several grades higher than their master, okay? But she can't say it, these guys don't know what to think after saying it!

"I'm different from you. What do you think? Now can I prove that I'm not clever? "Prison painting said." What else is the project, and then come. ”

The nine looked at each other. The first one was served by someone else, can the second one still be able to handle it? But the arrow has to be sent, and the words are all out, and now stage fright, it's a little late, right?

"Okay. Miss Prison, the second project, called the third hand, is more about flexibility. "Baizhu stubbornly reported the second project." The project is very simple, the competition is to tie a string of bells around each side, and whoever steals the other first wins. It's stealing, not robbing, otherwise the competition will lose its meaning. ”

This is a test of the comprehensive quality of the cultivators. Because if you want to succeed when the other party is on guard but doesn't know it, you have to call on a lot of magical powers, and at the same time, you have to prevent the other party from stealing your bell, and your attention is easily distracted. For cultivators, even if they can teleport the Divine Object, they still need to concentrate. Half-heartedness is a requirement for flexibility, coordination and control.

This time, there are no stupid questions like last time. This kind of exercise that requires a lot of flexibility is not for her. But if she wants to defend and steal the objects on the other party's body, she has the confidence to win.

"Okay, let's get started."

Baizhu nodded. This time, they sent out a loose cultivator named Xiuzhu. This man is very fast and extremely accurate. It's a pity that the prison painting uses her invisible qi to directly wrap and absorb the bell around him, he can't touch it at all, and the prison painting doesn't need to worry at all, as long as he concentrates on taking the bell from the other party's body. In this round, the prison painting won faster, and he didn't even have thirty seconds to take down the opponent's bell.

Just kidding, the third hand? If she wants, five, six, seven, eight, or ten!

At this time, all nine people wilted, and even Ying Wu didn't question it out loud. They had already realized that the prison paintings were different from theirs, and although they didn't know what realm they were in the cultivation realm, it was more than enough to crush them. In less than an hour, they had already lost seven of the nine items, and only Ah Jiu and Baizhu were left without a duel with the prison painting.

"It's just about strength, flexibility, resilience, defence, pressure resistance, air shielding, and control. I won seven out of nine, and it stands to reason that I only need to win three to win. Now, I've already won. Later, do you want to continue? ”

Baizhu and Ah Jiu looked at each other. At first, they all came with the mentality of wanting to compete with each other, but now that the other party's strength is much stronger than their own, they have lost the mood of the competition, and they just want to end this nightmare as soon as possible.