My First Time Is Invincible

After Yang Chu, the first person to enter the rest area was named Zhou Tianwen. He was a descendant of the Zhou family, a great humane family, and a descendant of the ancient Emperor Zhou.

College meetings are held every three years.

In the last academy competition, Emperor Zhou was ranked second, slightly behind Jiang Taixue, who was ranked first. After three years of hard study, he originally intended to make a comeback and catch up with Jiang Taixue in this academy competition.

No matter what, I didn't expect that two major surprises would happen.

The first big surprise is that Jiang Taixue did not participate in this academic competition.

Why?

The reason is really not difficult to guess. It must be because Jiang Taixue has become the successor of a certain literary sage in the ancestral temple!

This incident was a big blow to Zhou Tianwen's heart. He felt that instead of surpassing Jiang Taixue, the gap had widened.

When he thought about not having Jiang Taixue as his only opponent in this competition, Zhou Tianwen felt a little boring when he said "720", and he had a lonely feeling of "invincible, but only one defeat".

Then, at the beginning of the meeting, the second biggest surprise happened.

Although Zhou Tianwen had the mentality of "just hoping for a defeat", he never expected that he would really be compared with others, and he would be compared with no suspense.

Why the hell am I still second?

Across a dozen empty seats, Zhou Tianwen looked at the young man sitting quietly and casually. What lingered in his mind was the scene where all the holy lights of the saints and sages fell on Yang Chu.

How can you get unanimous recognition with just a blank paper?

At this moment, Zhou Tianwen suddenly felt a burst of pressure in his heart, and secretly doubted in his heart: "Is it possible that this boy has a cultural background?"

With such thoughts flashing through his mind, Zhou Tianwen couldn't help clenching his fists slightly.

"Although you beat me to the victory first, I, Zhou Tianwen, will be the first in the Academy of Arts Competition this time!"

There was a domineering look between Zhou Tianwen's brows, and he was obviously very confident in his talents, knowledge and cultivation.

As a descendant of the ancient emperor and from a great human family, his advantages in the human world are indeed unmatched by ordinary people. Not to mention, regardless of his family background and bloodline, Zhou Tianwen himself is a genius at the level of human genius.

With blood, family background, talent, and hard work all rolled into one, Zhou Tianwen is indeed qualified to defy anyone.

Keenly aware of Zhou Tianwen's gaze, Yang Chu looked up and smiled as a greeting.

As the saying goes, a hero has three gangs, multiple friends and multiple paths. No matter what the final result is, Yang Chu still feels that "competition second, friendship first" still makes sense.

Flowers should be matched with green leaves, not to mention that Yang Chu is currently majoring in humanities. If he wants to truly rise, he will definitely need the help of some powerful friends.

This smile is just for a good relationship!

Zhou Tianwen's mentality was different from Yang Chu's. He completely regarded Yang Chu as his opponent and was obviously ungrateful. When he saw Yang Chu's smile, he snorted vaguely and sat down to himself without responding. .

"A bit arrogant!"

Yang Chu groaned inwardly. At this time, a burst of laughter came in, and a dun-dun~ sound came from the ground.

He looked up and saw a big white fat man walking towards Yang Chu with a smile on his face. He walked straight towards Yang Chu and said, "Junior Brother Yang Chu, please accept my respects!

do you know?

I almost couldn't help but imitate you and hand in a blank paper, hahahaha~

This conference has become more interesting because of you!"

The big white fat man is called Wei Qian. At first glance, he is the kind of person who is broad-minded and fat, and is good at sociability. He sat down next to Yang Chu, stretched out his chubby big white hand and patted Yang Chu on the shoulder, with a warm expression. , as if they were already familiar with each other and said: "Everyone is very unconvinced!

Are you still a student at Wenhuayuan?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Tianwen from the corner of his eye, obviously referring to him.

Yang Chu smiled and said, "How can Senior Brother Wei know that I am a Wenhuayuan student?"

Wei Qian shrugged and said, "I didn't see it! Someone told me! I've heard about you for a long time!"

Thoughts flashed through Yang Chu's mind, and he naturally thought of Old Master Wei, with a look of surprise on his face: "Senior brother and Master come from the same family?"

Yang Chu knew that Wei Qian was from the Wei family descended from Emperor Wei Wu, but he did not expect that Old Master Wei was also a member of the Wei family.

Wei Qian waved his hand and sighed: "Mr. Wei rarely goes home, but recently he often walks around the family and borrows various classics..."

This move was naturally for Yang Chu.

While speaking, he glanced at Zhou Tianwen again, shook his head and sighed: "I said some people don't know what to do with such big airs, acting like a senior brother's paint point.

What's the shame in being compared?

Act like you are the descendant of a sage!"

Yang Chu listened and secretly wanted to laugh, already feeling a bit of gunpowder.

There was no movement on Zhou Tianwen's handsome face, and he just made a cold snort. Very arrogant!

Wei Qian ignored him and looked at Yang Chu and said: "The next round of competition will be about the real cultivation of Taoism. If nothing else happens, the sages will publish a heavenly book and have a time limit of one hour. Each of them will perform their first humanistic skills. Line transcription.

Literary spirit has nine colors, and there are differences between darkness and brightness.

Only those with outstanding literary talent can advance to the final round.

This is the time to see the truth, junior brother, you have to be careful.

All the senior brothers are very interested in killing this super dark horse like you.

For example, the one who has been putting on airs, well, is the one named Zhou Tianwen. I am sure that he has the intention to kill. "

Yang Chu secretly laughed when he heard this. This Wei Qian never left Zhou Tianwen. He sighed secretly: "It seems that they are a pair of enemies!

Could it be that the dirty rumor from the Academy of Arts is true?

Hehe, Zhou Tianwen always has a fat white guy behind his butt 2333..."

In the liberal arts academy, basically as long as there is a ranking in various competitions, Wei Qian will definitely be right behind Zhou Tianwen, fighting so hard that no one else can get in.

The key is that Wei Qian still seems to enjoy it, and even occasionally lets it go on purpose.

So over time, some dirty rumors emerged.

With Zhou Tianwen covering from the front, he achieved 3.8. No one knows where Wei Qian's true level is.

In the eyes of many people, compared to Zhou Tianwen, the unfathomable Wei Qian is actually a more fearful existence.

After all, that is the man who always stands behind Zhou Tianwen!

As time goes by, there are more and more people in the rest area, and the atmosphere becomes more lively.

About an hour later, Long Xiuxiu and You Meier came in one after another, one on the left and the other on the right, clustering around Yang Chu, looking warily at the seniors who came up to chat, and the prettier they were, the less flattering they were.

Well, it seriously hindered Yang Chu's plan to expand his network of contacts.

Yang Chu was really dumbfounded.

All the senior sisters are also very disappointed.

There were more and more people in the rest area, and eventually there were almost 3,000 people.

The first round is over and the second round begins!.