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

the other side.

Long Qingyu was sitting in the viewing area.

He was surrounded by several people, including members of the Long family from collateral branches and some new students he had just met.

They were eagerly offering water and towels, saying all sorts of flattering things.

"Young Master Long, you're definitely going to win the championship this time!"

"Of course, Young Master Long is a top contender for the championship. How can the others compare?"

"I heard that Young Master Long's older brother, Long Zuntian, has also come. It seems they have high hopes for Young Master Long!"

As Long Qingyu listened to these words, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, but his eyes remained fixed on the student card in his hand.

He had just checked the list of participants.

He was taken aback when he saw the name "Wang Xian" appear in Group D.

Then he smiled.

He was laughing very happily.

"hehe……"

"A good-for-nothing with no talent dares to participate in the competition?"

He muttered to himself, his tone full of sarcasm:

"Did you come here to embarrass the Wang family? Or are you unable to recognize your own limitations, thinking that just because you're a genius from the province, you'd still be a genius at Tsinghua or Peking University even without talent?"

He shook his head and scoffed:

"What a clown."

Those around him, hearing his words, quickly echoed:

"Exactly! Who does that Wang Xian think he is, daring to compare himself to Young Master Long?"

"Young Master Long possesses S-level talent and has contracted a pure-blooded dragon beast! That piece of trash doesn't even have any talent, yet he dares to participate in the competition. It's laughable!"

Long Qingyu felt even better after hearing these flattering remarks.

He stared at Wang Xian's name on the student ID card, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:

"I really hope I get matched with you..."

"Then I'll let you experience firsthand what a true genius is."

"This will also let you know the price of going against the Long family."

He looked away and glanced at his opponent from the first round.

Qin Chong.

The photo shows a burly, honest-looking young man.

Long Qingyu raised an eyebrow and sneered:

"I didn't get matched with the person in question, but I did get matched with his bodyguard."

He leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said:

"Alright, let's take care of his bodyguards first and give him a taste of his power."

As for whether he can defeat Qin Chong?

Long Qingyu had never even considered this question.

He broke through to the Condensation Realm two years ago, and is now at the third level of the Condensation Realm, with one foot already in the fourth level.

That big guy was only at the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm a month ago.

Even if the Wang family poured resources into him, allowing him to break through to the Condensation Realm in a short period of time, he would only be at the first level of the Condensation Realm.

How can someone who has just broken through to the first level of the Condensation Realm compare to a genius who has been immersed in the Condensation Realm for two years?

Moreover, he is an S-rank talent holder and a beast tamer who has contracted a pure-blooded dragon beast.

How could they be compared to those lowly servants?

Therefore, Long Qingyu was very confident.

He looked up and gazed towards the VIP section.

There, a young man with dragon horns on his head was being surrounded by a group of people.

Dragon Lord Heaven.

His older brother.

Long Qingyu's eyes flickered, and he murmured softly:

"Brother, watch carefully."

"I will win the championship in this competition."

"I'll prove I'm no worse than you!"

Seemingly sensing his gaze, Long Zuntian turned his head slightly and glanced in his direction.

His gaze was calm as still water, without any ripples.

Long Qingyu's heart tightened, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

Long Zuntian withdrew his gaze, his face expressionless.

Nearby, several members of the Dragon King's Palace were chattering amongst themselves.

"Boss, is that Long Qingyu your brother?"

A young member pointed to the names on the big screen and exclaimed in surprise:

"I didn't expect him to participate in the competition, and he was even a top seed!"

Another member quickly chimed in:

"The boss's younger brother? He'll definitely have the boss's style! Winning this year's championship shouldn't be a problem!"

"Yes, yes, yes! He might even take over the boss's responsibilities and become the next branch manager!"

"Of course! If the eldest brother is so amazing, his younger brother must be just as good!"

The members took turns praising him.

Long Zuntian frowned slightly.

He remained silent for a few seconds before finally speaking.

The voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

"alright."

The members immediately shut their mouths.

Long Zuntian's gaze swept over them, and he said calmly:

"The position of branch manager is not one that anyone can hold. Even my brother, if he doesn't have the ability, shouldn't even think about taking the position."

He paused, looking at the figure walking up to the dueling platform:

"As for whether he can win the championship in this competition..."

He sneered:

"If he can't even do this, then he's a good-for-nothing, and he shouldn't even think about taking this position."

He withdrew his gaze, his tone icy:

"All of you, shut your mouths and watch quietly."

The members nodded quickly, not daring to say another word.

……

The game started.

On the four arenas, the first round of contestants took to the stage.

But everyone's attention was focused on the competition stage of Group D.

Because standing there is Long Qingyu.

As a top contender for the championship and the son of the head of the Long family, he becomes the center of attention wherever he goes.

His opponent was a burly, honest-looking young man.

Qin Chong.

This name is quite well-known among the freshmen.

Two weeks ago, he defeated Li Sheng of the Jinyuan Li family with a single punch in the cafeteria.

The red car silhouette that appeared when that punch was thrown left a deep impression on many people.

However, most people are more optimistic about the latter than Long Qingyu.

"Long Qingyu is definitely going to win, is there even a question?"

"That Qin Chong may have some skill, but he's nowhere near as good as Young Master Long, right?"

"Exactly! Young Master Long has one foot in the mid-stage of the Condensation Realm, and he's even contracted a pure-blooded dragon beast! How can Qin Chong possibly win?"

Discussions rose and fell.

On the high platform of the square.

Xia Yulong, the dean of the General Education College, stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the competition stage of Group D.

At this time.

A steady voice sounded from beside him: "Brother Yulong, what do you think of these two freshmen?"

Xia Yulong turned his head, saw the person who had come, and smiled slightly:

"Brother Dongyi, how come you have time to watch the match?"

The visitor was Wang Xian's third uncle, Wang Dongyi, the vice dean of Tsinghua and Peking Universities.

Wang Dongyi walked to his side, his gaze also turning towards the dueling platform:

"My nephew also participated in this competition. As an elder, I should come and pay attention to him."

Xia Yulong raised an eyebrow:

"Your nephew? You mean Wang Quan's son, Wang Xian, right?"

Wang Dongyi smiled and nodded.

Xia Yulong was somewhat surprised. He looked at Wang Dongyi and asked in confusion:

"Why would you let him participate in the competition? Hasn't he lost his talent?"

He paused, his tone tinged with confusion:

"Wouldn't making him participate in this kind of competition damage his confidence?"

Wang Dongyi shook his head, his smile becoming somewhat meaningful:

"To undermine his confidence?"

"No, no, no, it's true that my nephew undermines other people's confidence."

He looked at Xia Yulong and said seriously:

"I've been hurt by him before, twice."