Replace me as the top scholar? Go talk to my Marshal Grandpa!

After listening, Wang Xian nodded.

It turned out to be the case.

Ye Chuan continued:

"Not only the Zhenwu Battle Team, but people from other battle teams will also be here. The Rookie King Competition is the best opportunity to observe the potential of newcomers, and they certainly won't miss it."

No sooner had he finished speaking than another commotion erupted at the entrance to the square.

Another group of people walked in.

They wore matching gray uniforms with a dragon emblem embroidered on their chests.

There were a few more people than the Zhenwu Battle Group, about a dozen.

But no one's eyes were on them.

Instead, the focus remained on the person in the lead.

He was a young man.

He looked to be in his early twenties, tall and handsome, with a cool and aloof demeanor.

But what makes him truly special is not these things.

But it was on his head—

It has two horns.

The horn was as black as ink, curved like a dragon, extending upwards from both sides of his forehead, gleaming with a cold light in the sunlight.

The entire room fell silent for a second.

Then, an even louder discussion erupted!

"Holy crap! Dragon Lord Tian!"

"It really is him! What's he doing here?!"

"Isn't he a senior in college, already gaining experience elsewhere? What's he doing here?"

"What do you know! He's the current head of the Dragon King's Palace Academy branch! He'll definitely be there for an event like the Rookie King Competition!"

Ye Chuan's eyes widened, his jaw almost dropping to the ground:

"Holy crap! What's he doing here?!"

Wang Xian frowned as he looked at the horned youth.

He asked Ye Chuan:

"Who is this person?"

Ye Chuan took a deep breath, trying to calm his excited emotions.

He lowered his voice and quickly introduced:

"Long Zuntian, ranked sixth on the Tsinghua and Peking University's list of promising talents!"

"Do you know the Fire Seed Ranking? It's the strongest ranking in the academy, only including thirty-six people, each one a monster!"

"During his time at school, he won numerous honors—one champion of the Rookie King Competition, two top ten finishes in the Ten-Day Simulation Civil War, and one top three finish in the Ten-Day Simulation Civil War..."

"In his second year at the academy, he became the eighteenth head of the Dragon King Palace branch."

Ye Chuan paused, looked at Wang Xian, and said, word by word:

"He is also the eldest son of the Long family, one of the four major families in the capital."

"Long Qingyu's older brother!"

Wang Xian's brows furrowed slightly.

People from the Long family.

He was still the eldest son.

He looked at the two horns on Long Zuntian's head and asked:

"What's with the horns on his head?"

Ye Chuan said:

"Those are dragon horns. Long Zuntian is a hybrid—a dragon-human hybrid, a being that is half human and half dragon."

"His father is Long Xiaotian, the head of the Long family, and his mother is said to be a pure-blooded dragon beast that has taken human form. Therefore, he was born with dragon blood and his talent far surpasses that of ordinary people."

After listening, Wang Xian remained silent for a few seconds.

A dragon-human hybrid?

Half-human, half-dragon?

He smacked his lips, feeling a mix of emotions.

This world is truly full of wonders.

Just as he was expressing his feelings, several more groups of people entered the venue.

Those were all student organizations within the academy—the Kendo Club, the Martial Arts Research Association, the Battle Strategy Pavilion… one after another, making the entire martial arts training square even more lively.

Soon, the VIP seats were mostly filled.

The time is almost up.

11:30.

A figure appeared from behind the square, seemingly stepping into thin air.

The man was dressed in a dark formal suit, with a dignified face and an imposing presence.

Dean of the General Education Institute – Xia Yulong.

Without relying on any external aids, he simply strode through the void, step by step, to the high platform in the center of the square.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked up at him with awe.

Xia Yulong stood on the high platform, his gaze sweeping across the entire venue.

He didn't launch into a long speech, nor did he use elaborate formalities; he simply began to speak:

"The Rookie King Contest begins now."

"Round 1: Points-based ranking tournament."

He paused, then his voice clearly reached everyone's ears:

"The contestants are divided into four groups: A, B, C, and D. Opponents are randomly matched within each group. The winner earns 1 point, and the loser earns no points. Each person plays a total of ten matches."

"After ten rounds, the top eight players in each group will advance to the second round."

"The rules are simple, do you all understand?"

A chorus of agreement erupted from the audience.

Xia Yulong nodded: "Group information, check your student card."

Wang Xian took out her student card and brought up the competition page.

His group – Group D.

He raised an eyebrow and looked at Qin Chong again.

Qin Chong's group assignment - Group D.

Wang Xian's lips twitched slightly.

How come they were all put into the same group?

He continued reading and found Ye Chuan and Xuan Yuanqi's names.

Ye Chuan – Group A.

Xuanyuan Qizheng – Group C.

Fortunately, we won't run into each other before the second round.

He had just looked away when he saw Ye Chuan pat him on the shoulder and click his tongue, saying, "Brother Wang, I have some news for you, I don't know if it's good or bad, but Long Qingyu, whom you've been longing for, is also in Group D!"

Wang Xian narrowed her eyes, and then heard Ye Chuan say again:

"Besides Long Qingyu! That prodigy Su Xingye, and that Taoist Zhang Xuling, are both in Group D!"

He looked at Wang Xian with a face full of sympathy:

"Bro, I hope you're not so unlucky as to be matched with these three championship seeds!"

Wang Xian did not answer, but simply smiled faintly.

Bad luck?

It's really bad luck to be matched with them.

But who will be unlucky is another matter!

……

It was exactly 12 noon.

The Rookie King Competition has officially begun.

Four giant screens above the square lit up simultaneously, starting to randomly match opponents for the first round.

All eyes were focused on the four screens.

Group A, Match 1: IDA vs. Li Mo.

Group B, Match 1: ... VS ...

Group C, Match 1: ... VS ...

Group D, Match 1: Qin Chong vs. Long Qingyu.

Wang Xian was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled.

Ha ha.

interesting.

Although Qin Chong wasn't directly matched with Long Qingyu, it was pretty much the same.

He turned his head and looked at Qin Chong sitting next to him.

Qin Chongzheng stared blankly at the big screen, seemingly not yet realizing that the "Qin Chong" in the screen was himself.

"Da Chongzi".

Wang Xian called his name.

Qin Chong turned his head and looked at him with a simple and honest expression:

"Little fairy, what's wrong?"

Wang Xian pointed to the name on the big screen:

"Your first opponent is Long Qingyu."

Qin Chong blinked, still not quite understanding.

Wang Xian continued:

"Do you remember what I told you before? It was this Long Qingyu who sent people to cause trouble for us, trying to bully me."

Qin Chong's expression changed instantly.

That憨憨 (simple and honest) smile disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.

His eyes widened, his brows furrowed, and he exuded a sense of oppression.

"He bullied the little fairy?!"

Wang Xian nodded:

"Yes, he sent people to cause trouble for us and even tried to injure me."

Qin Chong clenched his fist tightly.

He stood up, looked in the direction of the dueling platform, and said, word by word:

"Don't worry, little fairy, if he dares to bully you, I will definitely not let him get away with it!"

Wang Xian looked at him and smiled slightly.

He believed in Qin Chong.

Two days before the start of the competition, the Wang family sent another batch of resources.

With those resources and the terrifying effects of the "Overlord Thunder Emperor Scripture", Qin Chong has successfully broken through to the Condensation Realm.

Although he is only at the first level of the Condensation Realm, with his SS-level talent, the Overlord Divine Body, plus the support of King-level cultivation techniques and Heaven-level martial skills, he can even fight against someone at the mid-stage of the Condensation Realm.

Long Qingyu?

It is said that he has already stepped halfway into the mid-stage of the Condensation Realm.

But so what?

Looking at Qin Chong's serious expression, Wang Xian suddenly sighed:

"I wish I could be matched with Long Qingyu next..."