"What does Master want us to compete in?"
"In what they think they're best at."
Xu Yanru's eyes crinkled with laughter: "For example, Wei Ziming and Xu Ruoxuan's calligraphy, Wang Yehan's swordsmanship, Li Yunxiu's calculations, Wu Zimeng's music, Liu Xiuming's painting, Li Haoming's chess, Wang Haoxuan and Gu Changqing's poetry."
"Uh!"
Su Qingluo felt a headache coming on.
Master Xu had really planned this thoroughly!
Was she really so sure she would win?
Although her opponents were just children who hadn't fully grown up yet, she wasn't an expert in every field either.
Not to mention painting, which seemed almost impossible for her.
As a reincarnation of the God of War, she was decent with medicine and music, but she was utterly clueless about painting.
Unless she cheated by using Spiritual Power to make imprints and imagined the shapes of flowers, birds, insects, and fish in her mind, then conjured them up on paper with her magic spells, enough to deceive others.
