The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 82: Martial Universe
Of course, it was impossible for her to give up. She wanted to see how smart this mouse was.
"Go ahead and compete. What do you want to compete in?" Song Qingwan straightened her face and prepared for battle.

Liu Zhongyi's eyes flickered, and he didn't scare the little girl to tears on the spot. After all, he was such a smart and talented man.

"The first level is arithmetic, the second is counting objects, and the third is estimation. The one who gets all correct wins."

This was equivalent to saying nothing. Just in case, Song Qingwan invited the canary out. The arithmetic thing was as fast as a calculator and was much better than her.

"Come up with a question."

The two of them sat at each end of the desk, waiting for the examiner in the middle to ask questions. They had neither draft paper nor pens in their hands.

This arithmetic test was conducted in the same way in the past, and it tests a person's flexibility and erudition, because arithmetic is also a profound field.

To be fair, the examiner was a doctor from the Imperial College, and the questions were also set by the Imperial College. They were several times more difficult than the Spring Examination, because extreme mathematics had become a skill.

Seeing that both of them were well prepared, the examiner immediately read out the topic in front of everyone. At the beginning, it was nothing more than a cow with four legs, two horns, a tail and a brain.
Isn't this too simple? The audiences started to calculate, but when they just started to sort out their thoughts, Song Qingwan and Liu Zhongyi blurted out their answers in unison.

Of course, the answers of both of them were completely correct. People were shocked. Is this the difference between a genius and an ordinary person?
There are ten sets of such calculation questions, and the number increases as you go down, and the difficulty naturally increases.

Song Qingwan answered it completely fluently. It seemed that she started calculating while the examiner was reading out the questions, and she had finished calculating as soon as the questions were finished.

The same is true for Liu Zhongyi. People who don’t know would think they knew the answer in advance.

The result of the first level did not stump the two of them, as they were evenly matched.

Liu Zhongyi finally stopped laughing, because in the past, few people could follow him to solve the seventh or eighth questions, but Song Qingwan seemed to have no pressure at all and finished all ten questions.

"Hmph, the second level." He didn't believe that the little girl could keep following him.

The second level is to count items. For example, you have to randomly point to a person's outfit on the spot, give the approximate market price of the items that make up the outfit, and then calculate the value of the outfit.

This not only tests calculation ability, but also eyesight and understanding of general affairs. It's all about complexity and excitement.

This was a huge challenge for Song Qingwan, who had just arrived in ancient times, so she was a few breaths slower than Liu Zhongyi on the first question. Fortunately, the number she gave was closer to the value data.

She almost ended up in a draw with Liu Zhongyi, which made people worry for her.

Little did they know that Song Qingwan and Zhizhi had already found the pattern and they tied again on the second question.

As they went through each question one by one, people finally realized that just counting could be so thrilling and exciting, as if their hearts were in their throats.

So in the second level, the two were still tied.

The next step is estimation, which is the estimated cost of completing a task and the profit to be obtained.

Song Qingwan was familiar with this person, so in the end, she and Liu Zhongyi ended up in a draw.

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

But Liu Zhongyi laughed out loud, "You win, because you are younger than me and have less experience than me."

Song Qingwan was the first person who could tie with him in calculations. You know, under the time limit, even the Doctor of Mathematics from the Imperial College was no match for him.

So someone like Song Qingwan is already very powerful.

Song Qingwan wiped the sweat from her forehead. She was very anxious. Fortunately, Zhizhi was cheating, otherwise she would definitely not be a match for Liu Zhongyi.

Okay, okay, as long as Liu Zhongyi doesn’t make that laugh, she will feel at ease.

"Thank you." But in order to make a living, she had to risk her life, hoping that Liu Zhongyi, who could calculate everything, would not let her down too much in the future. Now, there was only one last hurdle left.

Wu! As soon as people see this word, they think of rivers of blood.

In particular, Song Qingwan looked like a weak girl, and the experts present could see that she had no internal strength.

How to fight? The opponent is the best martial arts master in the world!

Although Xiao Huatian is only in his thirties, he has sixty years of internal strength. It was his master who passed on his internal strength to him before his death, which allowed him to ascend to the supreme master of the martial arts world in one step.

But later, this number one master in the world failed to protect his junior sister, causing his master's beloved daughter to die. He blamed himself so much that his hair turned white overnight.

In the end, he became a slave in the South City of the capital. I think there must be a lot of stories behind this.

Xiao Huatian became cold-hearted and spent his days drinking. Anyone who got close to him could smell the alcohol on him.

Just because he could drink every day, Song Qingwan envied him.

"How many kinds of alcohol have you drunk?" Song Qingwan squatted in front of the tall and mighty middle-aged man who looked drunk and asked curiously.

Xiao Huatian glanced at her with his muddy yellow eyes and said, "I don't know. Maybe there are few kinds of wine in this world that I haven't drunk before."

Song Qingwan's eyes lit up, "You are amazing. I have only drunk Zui Qianli and Taohua Niang. So, which one is the best? How does it compare to Taohua Niang?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Huatian suddenly stood up and stared at Song Qingwan. Why did he feel that this child was threatening him?

The only one in the world who can brew the finest peach blossom wine is Taoist Wuwei, the medical genius. And Wuwei is also the half-mentor of the current crown prince. Is the little girl reminding him to show mercy?

Xiao Huatian sneered, "Have you ever heard of 'Once the Qinglong Sword is out, no one will be left alive'? Are you ready to die?"

Xiao Huatian casually threw the wine jar in his hand, letting the porcelain break into pieces. Then he raised his foot and hooked the heavy Qinglong sword beside him.

The blade made a buzzing sound in the air, as if it had cut through some obstacles, and then he caught the handle steadily in his hand. The momentum was so fierce that it looked terrifying and chilling.

"It's over, it's over. What should I do if the little girl has no internal energy?"

"Is this talented girl going to die here today?"

"Little girl, you are already famous, so let's not compete anymore. Don't waste your life in vain!"

"Yes, yes, the six slave saints have already been defeated by you. We don't need them anymore. Safety comes first!"

The people in the audience asked Song Qingwan to stop. A duel was a real fight where real swords and guns were used. If you were not careful, you would die.

Song Qingwan is so talented that her future achievements are expected to be extraordinary. She should not die in such a place. It would be very regrettable.

Song Qingwan bowed gratefully to the audience and said to Xiao Huatian.

"See? There is always true love in this world, even the winter sun is warm.

Therefore, I feel that the ultimate level of martial arts can break the sky and shake the universe, but the greatest significance of martial arts is to protect the weak.

Today we will have a competition. Is your knife of wanton slaughter sharper, or is my dagger of protection more powerful? ! "

She wants to stop him from killing!

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