The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

Everyone frowned in worry when they heard this. With so many of them, they couldn't beat her, let alone win against her individually. Even if they couldn't win, they couldn't be traitors, and they didn't want to help the evil. Everyone in the room stood behind Mu Qingcheng.

Thirty-six was standing alone on the opposite side, feeling unhappy. But when she thought about it, if it was a one-on-one fight, she didn't need to find help. Even if all these people came together, they would not be her match.

"No need, I can do it alone. What if the two people I found deliberately lose?"

Yes! The Dragon Shadow Guards felt a pang of regret. They had never thought of this. What a mistake.

Mu Qingcheng thought that Thirty-Six wasn't too stupid, so she said with a smile, "If that's the case, let's get started! Mu Yao, you'll compete in the first round."

"what?"

"What?"

Mu Yao and Thirty-Six exclaimed at the same time. Everyone else was also stunned.

Mo Yun took the lead: "Master Mu, let me do it!"

Su Jiyu was no less eager: "I'll do it!"

Mo Xue stood in front of Mu Yao, glaring at Thirty-Six with a fierce look. Mu Yao clenched her fists, ready to fight.

Mu Qingcheng said with amusement, "What are you all showing off for? Can any of you compare to Mu Yao in arithmetic?"

Huh? Arithmetic? So the first round was a math competition. Everyone realized what was going on and felt relieved.

"What kind of martial arts is this? Which school of martial arts does this belong to?" Thirty-Six looked confused. How could she have never heard of this kind of martial arts?

Mu Qingcheng: "You'll know what it is soon. The first round is a math game. Whoever gives the correct answer first wins."

"It's, it's, it's that simple?" Thirty-Six didn't believe it.

Mu Qingcheng nodded sincerely: "Yes, it's that simple. Please come to the middle, contestants. Do you need any weapons?"

Mu Yao confidently walked to the center of the hall and stood still. "I need a piece of paper." She had a pencil stuck in her hair. Is sticking pencils in hair already a trend? Mu Qingcheng wondered if she should make a batch of pencil hairpins.

Thirty-Six was still confused. Could a piece of paper defeat her? How powerful must this little girl be?

"I want a piece of paper too." Using paper to compete in internal strength? She wouldn't lose anyway.

"Okay." Mu Qingcheng handed everyone a piece of paper. "Now the competition begins. Please listen to the question. There is a shepherd who raises 50 ewes and 30 rams. The next year, the 30 ewes gave birth to 20 ewes and 30 rams. The shepherd felt that there were too many rams in the flock, so he sold 50 rams. He used the money to buy 30 more ewes. The question is, how many ewes and rams does the shepherd currently have?"

Mu Yao quickly wrote down the Arabic numerals on the paper and calculated the formula. As soon as Mu Qingcheng finished speaking, Mu Yao gave the answer: "100 ewes and 10 rams."

Mu Qingcheng gave Mu Yao an approving look: "Good answer, all correct."

Thirty-Six held the paper, bewildered. This, this is arithmetic? Thirty-Six suddenly realized she had been tricked.

"That's not it. What kind of competition is this? I'm talking about a duel."

Mu Qingcheng glanced at her coldly: "Martial arts competition? We didn't say we wanted to have a martial arts competition. If you don't believe me, you can ask the three Taoist priests of Xuantian Palace."

The three of them nodded in unison: "There's really no rules on what to compete in."

Thirty-Six felt like she had been cheated. She angrily said, "Then I have the final say in the second round. I want a duel."

Mu Qingcheng said coldly, "What? Can't stand losing? Just because you know two moves of Kung Fu, you think you're invincible? Do you look down on others who are smarter than you? In that case, you should go back to the Shadow Pavilion and practice your brains! Be careful that others will say that all of you in the Shadow Pavilion are idiots who go out without using your brains."

"You!" Thirty-Six stomped his feet in anger. "Who said I can't afford to lose? Let's compete. I just didn't understand. If we try again, I'll definitely be faster than her."

Mu Qingcheng asked leisurely, "So what do you think, should we give her another chance?"

Everyone worked in perfect harmony, saying with disdain, "Hey! Forget it, let's give her another chance! We have to give the Shadow Pavilion some face!"

Thirty-Six was furious, as if she had suffered a profound humiliation. "No need for that. I've lost the first round. What do you think we'll be playing in the second round?"

Mu Qingcheng smiled coldly and said, "For the second round, shall we call Madam Chen?"

What? Everyone was a little confused. Thirty-Six learned a lesson: "You won't let me compete with her in cooking, will you? I don't agree."

"Tsk!" Mu Qingcheng sneered at her: "You are so confident in competing with others in cooking skills. I don't want you to waste food!"

Thirty-Six asked angrily, "Then what are we competing for?"

Mu Qingcheng led everyone to the yard and happened to meet Mo Yu leading Meng Yun coming over.

The Dragon Shadow Guards were not surprised to see Meng Yun. They were still enjoying the competition.

Meng Yun was flattered to see so many people coming out to greet them. He was about to say hello to everyone, but unexpectedly everyone ignored him and treated him and Mo Yu as invisible people.

Mu Qingcheng led everyone to the kitchen door. She asked Mo Yun to find two simple iron stoves, one of which was a tea stove specially used for boiling water and making tea.

There were two pots of the same size placed on two iron stoves, with the same amount of water in them.

Mu Qingcheng announced the content of the second round of competition: "The second round is very simple, it is to see who can boil this pot of water first. You can also choose two things."

Mrs. Chen chose coal and firewood, while Sanshiliu of course chose wood and hay for kindling. The more hay, the better, so that the fire will burn more vigorously.

"Now that you've chosen, let's get started!"

Thirty-Six couldn't wait to light the hay and stuff it into the iron stove, then quickly put the pot on. But the hay soon burned out, so she took the pot off and re-lit it. This time, she learned her lesson and put some firewood in the middle of the hay. Once the fire was strong, she put the pot on.

Looking at Mrs. Chen again, she slowly put firewood in the stove first, and when the firewood burned well, she added coal blocks, and then took a fan to fan the damper. The fire became more and more intense, and finally all the coal blocks were ignited before she put the pot on the coal stove.

Thirty-Six was just feeling smug because her pot had started to steam while the other party was still making a fire.

However, she soon became unhappy because her fire was getting smaller and smaller, and finally it was about to go out. She had no choice but to take the pot off and continue adding firewood.

On the other hand, Madam Chen was still fanning herself leisurely, and the fire in the stove became increasingly brighter. Soon, white smoke began to rise from the water in the pot.

The three Taoist priests and Meng Yun, who had never seen coal before, were all shocked. They had never expected this coal to be so powerful. Song Ming, in particular, stared eagerly at the fire. If this was to be used in an alchemy furnace, why would they need to find expensive and hard-to-find poplar wood? A furnace of coal would do the trick!

Mu Qingcheng was suddenly inspired. The ignition point of coal could indeed not reach 1500°C, but if she made a blower first, the blower could allow the coal to burn fully and easily reach 1500°C, or even directly reach degrees!

Soon, the water in Chen Niang's pot boiled, while Sanshiliu was still frantically adding wood and fuel to the fire. The smoke billowed, turning her into charcoal, but the water in the pot still wasn't hot.

She lost again!