Some people have awesome aura as soon as they appear.
Not to mention anything else, the temperament must be tightly grasped.
Just like the young man who fought before.
This old man looks ordinary, but how could he be ordinary?
As soon as he came out, he just smiled lightly at Su Mu, nodded, and said nothing.
Feng Siming actually bent his waist slightly towards the old man.
Su Mu's heart tightened.
And the old man was so at ease that he just smiled at Feng Siming.
Feng Siming straightened his waist and then introduced to Su Mu:
"This old man's surname is Yuming. He is the wisest senior of my Zhuque clan. His IQ is as high as 431, and he is also the genius with the highest IQ in the blood group in nearly ten thousand years."
As soon as this statement was spoken, the eyes of the people present looked at the old man again.
Su Mu's pupils directly shrink to the size of a needle tip.
What is Einstein's IQ?
One hundred and sixty-five.
You know, if an IQ of more than 16 is a genius.
A person's average IQ is only between eighty and one hundred and two.
Leonardo da Vinci's IQ is as high as 23.
In human history, only three hundred people with the highest IQ are recognized as William James Sids.
But this old man Yu Ming actually has an IQ of up to 431.
This is simply a fantasy.
Pei Mingqiu looked at Su Mu and smiled extremely gloomy:
"In the third game, I will ask this noble Mr. Yuming to compete with you."
Before Su Mu could speak, Jiang Wangshu behind him shouted in extreme anger:
"This is unfair, where is there any fairness?"
If I had known this, it would be better to let Su Mu fight with that opponent just now in the battle cage.
At least, with Su Mu's perverted ability to resist beating, the worst thing is to get in the game.
Anyway, the opponent can't beat him to death, and he can't beat him to death.
In this way, even if the third game is tied, the two sides will tie.
Su Mu became extremely unhealthy.
Damn it.
If Fatty Master helps cheat, he should win the second game directly.
The current situation completely forced him to a dead end.
But the more the edge of life and death, the greater the pressure, the more calm and calm Su Mu will be.
He even had the interest to joke with Pei Mingqiu:
"What do you want me to compare with? Who has higher IQ?"
Pei Mingqiu was stunned.
yes.
It's better than this one.
"Haha, do you dare to compete?"
Su Mu spread his hands and said scoundrelly:
"Dare, why don't I? My IQ will be as high as 1,000 in a hundred years. If you don't believe me, just wait for the time to come and compete."
Pei Mingqiu blocked his throat in one breath, neither up nor down, and was so uncomfortable that he was not suffocated to death.
Strolling on the horse.
You might as well say that it will be fine in ten thousand years.
But then I thought, this might be a good idea. Everyone doesn’t have to bet on houses and property.
Anyway, the war is about to begin, and the grandson is dead, so why bother to fight for a while at this time?
The old man named Yu Ming smiled slightly at Su Mu and said gently:
"My friend, I play a game with you. It's a game I played when I was three years old. If you can crack it, then you won, what if you win?"
The old man's words immediately showed shock on Pei Mingqiu and others' faces.
What's the meaning?
Is this a joke?
If it weren't for the fact that this old man Yu Ming was too high, Pei Mingqiu would have turned against him.
A faint look of excitement appeared on Feng Siming's face. When he looked at Su Mu, he looked at the show.
Su Mu couldn't help but take a deep breath.
He almost blocked all his thoughts, concentrated all his energy, looked at the old man with a firm look, and nodded.
Others were also extremely curious.
What kind of game is this old guy talking about?
Jiang Wangshu was so nervous that he was sweating all over, and even his forehead was shiny, so he didn't know how to reach out to wipe it.
The Yu sisters also felt something was wrong with the atmosphere, and held hands and pinched them very hard.
The old guy smiled and ordered:
"Who is there a little friend who helped me bring six wine glasses and a bottle of wine.
Soon, someone from Mulanchang respectfully delivered the things the old man wanted.
In front of everyone, the old man casually arranged six wine glasses into a row on the table in front of him.
Then, he poured half a glass of wine into the three wine glasses on the left.
Putting down the bottle, he smiled at Su Mu and said:
"A very simple trick, you can only move one wine glass and separate the three wine-filled cups and three empty cups from each other."
The old man looked at Su Mu with a smile:
"I cracked this little game in one minute. I gave you half an hour, how about it?"
Su Mu's face became extremely ugly.
However, the faces of Yang Jiyou, Pei Mingqiu and others became extremely solemn.
The others looked at the six cups in a daze and fell into silence.
Jiang Wangshu, the sister of the Yu family, stared at the row of wine glasses with three pairs of eyes, and his brain started to run wildly.
Just move one, but you want to separate the three wine glasses that were originally leaning against each other and the three empty glasses that were leaning against each other?
Is it that simple?
How could it be that simple?
This old guy has an IQ of more than 400, and he is known as the most genius of the Bloodborne Society in the past ten thousand years.
Moreover, even the arrogant Feng Siming respected him very much. How high is the other party's identity?
Everyone began to think about how to do it.
Su Mu's face became more and more serious.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Three minutes.
Five minutes later, sweat was dripping from the tip of his nose.
His IQ is as high as 18, and he is a genius among real geniuses. Otherwise, he would not have been stuffed into the sect like a cram.
But his IQ of 180% was completely unsolvable when facing this game.
The more you think about it, the more complicated it becomes.
The more I think about it, the more I get entangled.
What kind of damn game is this?
To meet the request made by the other party, you must move two cups.
You can do it by exchanging positions with the second cup without wine and the fifth cup with wine.
But this old guy could only move one cup when he proposed it.
Su Mu finally knew that this old guy is not just as simple as having a high IQ.
As time passed by minute by minute, Su Mu stood there blankly, and white mist began to emerge all over his body.
Sweat like rain.
Could it be...!
Lost?
No!!
I will never lose.
There must be a way.
Jiang Wangshu finally couldn't help it and shouted angrily:
"This is simply impossible, it's obviously a joke."
The old man Yuming smiled slightly at Jian Jiang Wangshu:
"Young man, be calm. Time is up, I can unlock this game. If I can't do it, then I'll lose."
Jiang Wangshu opened his mouth immediately, but had nothing to say.