A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Come on, after talking nonsense with that old man for so long, the Wu family bastards even finished painting the Tianyuan Curse!

"My master has finished the painting, please invite Master Qing!" Enjoying the enthusiastic gazes of the people, the head of the Wu family generously hung the enlarged version of the Tianyuan Curse in mid-air for people to watch, and then said to Wu Qing.

Wu Qing dusted her fingers and flicked away the pastry crumbs on her fingertips. She stood up with a flick of her clothes, walked to the head of the Wu family with light steps, glanced at Tianyuan Curse for a few times, nodded and said, "It's really good."

Although the bastard of the Wu family is not a good character, he is still a Silver Frost Talisman Master, and he does have some skills, otherwise he would not dare to step into the Moyan Pavilion.

The old man who was hiding in the dark almost lost his temper when he heard this. I dare you to let this little kid let his opponent play first and watch for a long time while sipping tea and snacks. In the end, not only did he not show off his power, but he actually praised him!

"But..." Before the head of the Wu family could express his pride, Wu Qing suddenly changed her tone. Just when people were surprised and pricked up their ears to hear what was going on, she suddenly raised her hands and sleeves and said loudly, "Wei Xiaoyang, I am at your service with pen and ink." !”

"I obey, little one!" Zuo Shi, whose name had been changed to cute, was not angry at all, but responded with a smile. Then, with a pen in one hand and an inkstone in the other, this economic tycoon whose business world would be shaken if he sneezed casually ran to slap someone.

People glanced into the stone inkstone reflexively, and suddenly their eyes were as wide as ostrich eggs.

black?

Take another look.

Hey, is it really black? !

black! What a mess!

"Master Qing Pavilion, are you kidding me!" The head of the Wu family was the first to question. Who doesn't know that cinnabar must be used to draw spells? The black color in the stone inkstone is obviously ordinary ink!

The old man in the dark slapped his handsome face. For the first time in his six hundred and ninety-nine years of life, he felt like he had no face to see others. Although he doesn't have high hopes for the little baby, isn't she too amateurish?

Wu Qing did not explain. She spread her fan solemnly and half-covered her lips, with a rare look of seriousness on her eyebrows: "I am serious."

Everyone was vomiting blood. If Wu Qing had been serious, all the crooked seedlings in the world who spend a lot of money just to make a beauty smile would be dead! No matter how awesome or surly she is, it can't change the fact that she is essentially a dandy prince!

Wu Qing spread her hands, she was telling the truth seriously, so why didn't anyone believe her?

Why does this person like to be smart so much?

"Master Qing Pavilion, I am not joking with you. If you are not proficient in spells, my master... ah!" The master of the Wu family was about to pretend to be generous and show off, but he stopped talking. Halfway through, a paper ball flew through the air and was accurately stuffed into his mouth.

"Wei Xiaoyang, throw this person down." Wu Qing waved to the Zuo envoy. After the Wu family leader was gagged and turned into a parabola and was thrown off the ring, he slowly ordered someone to send a new one. Talisman paper.

The head of the Wu family, who fell to the ground and left a mess on the ground, immediately blushed. He was angry and hurt from the fall. However, Wu Qing used skill, and the paper ball just happened to get stuck in front of his throat and could not go up. For a while, he could not spit it out, so he could only hesitate and curse in words that he could only understand.

No longer paying attention to this bastard, Wu Qing slowly dipped the tip of his pen into the thick ink. When the ink completely penetrated the brush bristles, she raised her wrist and gently scraped off the excess thick ink on the edge of the stone inkstone. Every move is done casually and without any ripples.

Holding the pen in the air with his wrist raised, Wu Qing's mysterious two-color pupils narrowed, reflecting the scorching sun that had risen in the sky, and he slightly examined the talisman paper suspended in mid-air with his magic power.

The discussion gradually died down, and people subconsciously concentrated their attention. Although what Wu Qing did had nothing to do with spells, His Highness Prince Qing's painting skills were top-notch. It is said that the pictures of beauties created by her are like seeing real people, which are hard to buy, so it is good to feast your eyes on them today.

After thinking for a moment, a bright color suddenly flashed at the end of Wu Qing's narrow and charming eyes. Without warning, she raised her pen, ink dots flew, and the wolf hair fell heavily on the talisman paper.

The moment the tip of the pen touched the talisman paper, the aura on her body suddenly changed. The usual leisure and laziness disappeared, and she was filled with madness, like a hundred thousand wild flowers coming into a dream, and their petals fluttering across the building!

"This little baby..." Sensing this sudden change, the old man in the dark let out a soft sigh. A flash of light flashed across his clear eyes. His expression turned serious and he stared at Wu Qing. Every move.

Wu Qing turned his wrist, and the tip of his pen brushed across the soft talisman paper like catkins brushing against his face. The thick ink seeped into it, and in an instant, a rough but soft ink mark was drawn out.

The two slender eyebrows were slightly raised, and Wu Qing's energy was concentrated to the extreme. The mental power surging from her mind was pulled into threads under her exquisite control, and blended finely with the thick ink on the pen, leaving mysterious traces on the slightly yellowed paper.

The so-called talisman uses ink as a medium to preserve and fix the power in the talisman paper. When necessary, spiritual power is injected into it to destroy its balance and release the power sealed in it.

The spiritual power blended into the ink and drawn on the talisman paper must be uniform, otherwise the drawn spell will be a waste. Therefore, there is no room for distraction during the process of drawing the spell.

What's more, Wu Qing chose the talisman that stands at the pinnacle of red sandalwood this time!

In a daze, she suddenly recalled that night that was like splashing ink, the man in green clothes was like ink painting, the man was splashing ink, each stroke was like bright snow describing the ice face, the flying flowers withered brocade strings, and the evil spells leaking out one after another. It jumped out in those calm eyes.

Just a back view, as beautiful as a picture scroll!

The white sleeves are fluttering, like the bright moon and frost flowers swirling and flying, leaving behind the complicated thoughts, Wu Qing holds the pen and dances like a swimming dragon.

Gradually, the relaxed and joking expressions on the faces of the spell masters at the judges' table dissipated. A pair of eyes stared at the ink patterns that kept popping up on the paper. The emotions in their eyes ranged from calm to astonishment, from astonishment to disbelief. , and finally turned directly into shock!

The fluctuations contained in those winding ink lines are clearly spiritual power!

The same spiritual power as the talisman!

This boy who seems to treat competition as a child's play is really drawing a spell!

is that a lie?

Is this a lie?

Isn’t it true that only cinnabar can be used to draw curses?

Ordinary ink cannot be used as a medium to fuse spiritual power. How could this evildoer who was sent by heaven not be repulsed? !

"This...this..." What's going on? One of the judges pointed a trembling finger at the sleeve of his robe and flew to Wu Qing, who was wrapped in ink. He was so shocked that he couldn't even finish his sentence.

"Quiet!" The judge sitting next to him gave him a slap in the face unceremoniously. The spell master cannot be disturbed when performing spells. If he disturbs the master of the Moyan Pavilion, can he bear the responsibility?

Moreover, his family is concentrating on stealing the teacher, this guy is too noisy!

At this time, Wu Qing seemed to be in the chaotic world, with nothing outside his mind. Every stroke of his brush flew like clouds and flowing water, revealing a sense of smoothness that was better than any words, and ink gushed out like a spring.

The black hair that was as loose as a waterfall flew and fluttered with Wu Qing's movements, and the golden and silver eyes that were comparable to the sun and the moon were so bright that they seemed to burn the soul.

The pen moves the dragon and the snake, and the madness is taught by heaven!

A stroke of a brush touches the sky, but that's it!

Everyone was dazzled by the sight, and they didn't know whether their eyes should fall on the strange yet fascinating rune pattern that seemed to come from eternity, or whether they should focus on that magnificent person.

While people were in a daze, Wu Qing's pen had reached the end of the talisman paper. She suddenly made an upward hook with her hand, and the last stroke appeared on the paper.

Crazy!

Cold!

It’s like clicking a heavy exclamation point!

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Wu Qing looked at the vigorous and domineering runes in front of him, and an imperceptible surprise slipped through his cold phoenix eyes.

It was her first time to draw the Blood Curse, and she had just decided to choose it to break the Wu Family Master's Tianyuan Curse. Even she herself was not sure whether she could draw it in one go.

Of course, Wu Qing never considered that this was in the ring. Her spell drawing was not a practice, but a competition! This guy never cares much about the consequences of his work. If the painting is ruined, he will have to do it again. Anyway, the time of one stick of incense is more than enough to paint it two or three times.

What people didn't see was that the moment Wu Qing put away his pen, the twists and turns of the pattern flashed secretly, and a scarlet color suddenly flashed with a violent aura. Before people had time to catch it, it quickly disappeared. Nowhere to be found.

"This is..." The old man in the dark murmured softly, and something flashed in his mind. When he thought about it carefully, he could no longer think of it.

The water-colored crimson lips are slightly pursed, and the bright red color is gorgeous. From an angle that people couldn't see, Wu Qing's eyebrows and eyelashes had a strange color.

This is... a killing curse!

Like the levels of spell masters, spells are divided into entry level, red gold, amber, silver frost, and red sandalwood. What few people know is that there is another unique type of existence among the red sandalwood - forbidden spells!

Almost all forbidden spells have powerful lethality, and the attack spells that are usually sought after by people are nothing compared to them. But among the Talisman family, there is someone who is above the forbidden curse, and that is the killing curse!

She had been itching when Huang Yin gave her the killing curse talisman. After thinking about it for several days, she finally managed to understand the essence of the Blood Curse, the last of the seven killing curses. How could she not use it to scare people today? ?

As for the forbidden spells listed in the realm of red sandalwood in the "Encyclopedia of Spells"... I'm really sorry, Wu Qing, who had an elegant and violent killing spell, had forgotten them long ago.

Putting away his thoughts, Wu Qing casually threw the wolf hair to the left, without introducing the spell he drew, and simply said: "Master Wu, I have also drawn it."

However, at this time, people's attention was no longer on the spell, and they all looked at her as if she was a ghost. A series of skillful movements such as holding a pen and inking, pulling and turning, are simply not something that a novice can do!

Moreover, her strong spiritual power evenly penetrates into every ink. One point more is too thick, one point less is too thin. Her amazing control power makes countless famous spell masters feel inferior.

Wu Qing doesn't know how to spell! She is simply a master of it! They all made a mistake!

Realizing this, everyone felt a little pained. Being proficient in magical power and the art of controlling sounds was not enough. Now even the spells were involved. Could it be that she wanted to develop into an all-powerful person?

"Master Qing Pavilion, I would like to ask, what is this ink of yours..." The spell master at the judges' table couldn't help it. His eyes kept looking at the crazy black spell, and questions were popping up in his heart one by one.

"It's just ordinary ink." Wu Qing took the tea cup handed by Zuo Shi, flicked the lid, lowered his eyes and took a sip. He answered concisely and had no intention of continuing to explain.

Not everyone is like her, whose body was reduced to ashes twice but whose soul remains immortal, and whose spiritual power has been condensed into substance. Without the backing of a powerful spirit, using ordinary ink instead of cinnabar will 100% cause backlash. If she said it, she would harm others.

If these guys tried it because they listened to her words, and their character exploded and they were turned into idiots, wouldn't she become a sinner for all eternity for no reason?

Thinking of this, Wu Qing touched her chin, as if she still had a conscience!

There's no telling which magical direction someone's thoughts are going in. It's completely different from what the judges are asking. The spell master was embarrassed to ask further. After all, this was a personal cultivation experience and a sensitive issue.

However, the way the spell masters looked at Wu Qing was completely different. At first, it was respect for ordinary strong men, but now, it is fanaticism for fellow masters!

It is the only one in the human world that can use ordinary ink to draw spells instead of cinnabar! For such a person, would her spell master level still be low?

"Master Qing Pavilion, what level of Silver Frost Talisman Master are you...?" After waiting for a long time, the judge finally asked the question completely. As soon as he said the word "Yinshuang", his whole body was filled with excitement. Trembling with excitement.

The series of movements that are done in one go clearly indicate that he is an experienced person. This His Highness, who is always a blockbuster, is definitely a Silver Frost Talisman Master who is admired by thousands of people!

People's breathing quickened. Their guess was one thing, but Wu Qing himself admitted that it was another thing. If her Chrysostom is opened, it means that a spell master will be born in the human world!

"I am not in the realm of silver frost." However, under the countless expectant eyes, Wu Qing frowned and responded in the negative with a steady tone. She has broken through the realm of red sandalwood, so she is naturally not a silver frost spell master.

The judges who didn't know the inside story quite naturally misunderstood Wu Qing's meaning. Their excited old faces were poured cold water on them, and everyone also showed a faint feeling of disappointment.

How come you haven't reached the realm of silver frost yet? His Royal Highness Prince Qingming clearly looks like a master!

The referee who had just asked the question awkwardly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He obviously wanted to praise Wu Qing, but who knew that she was not a Silver Frost Talisman Master. His wrong overestimation made Wu Qing a little unable to do so. Taiwan.

It's over now, he won't offend this evil god, right?

Drenched in cold sweat, the judge comforted him with guilt and fear: "Master Qing, don't be anxious. With the master's talent, I believe he will win the title of Silver Frost Realm soon!"

"Yes, yes! The Pavilion Master is young and accomplished, and the Silver Frost Realm is by no means a problem!"

Looking at this group of old spell masters with expressions like "Pavilion Master, I'm sorry for you", "Pavilion Master is not allowed to be angry", "Pavilion Master is not allowed to kill people", Wu Qing was at a loss. What kind of group is this one doing? What's the fuss about?

"I..." Wu Qing was about to explain, but one of the judges was afraid that she would open her mouth and attack them, so they quickly interrupted: "Pavilion Master, there is no need to be humble. You are still young, and your future development space is immeasurable. The Silver Frost Realm is just a piece of cake for you, blablabla, blablabla..."

A chicken talks to a duck!

Wu Qing twisted his eyebrows and glanced at Zuo Shi in confusion. Could it be that her brain waves had evolved to the point where she couldn't understand normal people's speech?

Zuo Shi touched his nose and said nothing.

Just when someone was wondering whether he should find a psychiatrist to take a look at him, a sudden voice suddenly broke in: "Master Qing Pavilion is so brave. It's not that the Silver Frost Talisman Master dared to accept the challenge of my family leader! It's just that he doesn't. Do you know if you have the skills to win?"

At this time, the head of the Wu family had dug out the ball of paper stuck in his throat, repaired his appearance, walked onto the ring with his head held high, and taunted her with a look of disdain.

When Wu Qing showed off his talents in the ring, his heart was already cold. When the referees guessed Wu Qing's level, he was already despairing. Unexpectedly, Wu Qing was not the Silver Frost Talisman Master! He still keeps her in check!

Wu Qing is not an idiot. Combined with the strange reactions of the Wu family leader and the judges, she finally realized it. After working on it for a long time, it turned out that I was underestimated!

Wu Qing looked up at the sky speechlessly, saying that she was a nobody, and it was understandable that she was looked down upon by others. But everyone in the world has been frightened by her so many times, why don't they always have a long memory?

Pulling back his wandering thoughts, Wu Qing glanced at the Wu family leader and said leisurely: "Wu Family Master, if I have what it takes, just open your eyes and see. What's the rush?"

"Okay! Today, the head of my family will teach you a lesson for this ignorant junior!" The head of the Wu family picked up the talisman and poured spiritual power into it like a maniac.

The white light surged, and the Tianyuan Curse in the hand of the Wu family was swallowed up by the brilliance emanating from it. The next moment, like a fountain of white flowers emerging from the ground, more than ten points of light flashed out of thin air on the ring.

The fist-sized light spot grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually reached the size of an adult. The light dissipated, and the things wrapped in it suddenly appeared clearly in front of everyone's eyes.

"Puppet Curse?" Wu Qing raised his eyebrows, finally having an impression of this so-called Tianyuan Curse.

The thing that grew out of the white light was obviously a human being, but it was not a real person. It was just a human body condensed by spiritual power. It had blurry eyes and a stiff face. It was only controlled by the master and had no thoughts. Therefore, the Tianyuan Curse is also called the Puppet Curse. .

Although the puppets were condensed with mental power, they were tangible entities. Each one had the cultivation level of a Xianghuang magician. The Wu family leader's combat power, which was originally just one person, increased more than ten times in an instant.