"Don't blame yourself, in fact, you have done a good job!" Zhuang Yichen seemed to penetrate his psychological comfort. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Dean, don't you blame me?" Chen Wenquan looked up, his eyes very stunned. You must know that if Yan Guo can't get the first place this time, the biggest victim will be Zhuang Yichen, who will be demoted from a prince to a commoner.

"Young people don't have a time when they are hot-blooded and frivolous. However, the road ahead is very long, don't be confused by one thing and become a demon. Zhuang Yichen said softly.

Chen Wenquan's eyes showed gratitude, and he said in a somewhat choked tone: "Dean!"

Fang Zihong on the side seemed to be moved in his heart at this time, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Generalissimo Li's eyes and Bai Wenru's eyes fell on Fang Zihong at the same time, with a hint of surprise.

"Epiphany?" Zhuang Yichen also saw it at this time, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth. Even if you can't do anything when you come out this time, you can make a lot of money if you can get a Shengqian Wen Jinshi.

As for the gambling contract with Emperor Qi, in fact, he is invincible at all. Even if he is demoted to a concubine, don't forget that he still has ten first-class holy merits.

Even if he wants to be the prince of Qi again, Emperor Qi has to obediently pinch his nose and bear it.

Not long after, Kong Sikong and Xie Mingxiu also came with the envoys of various countries, bowing their heads towards Zhuang Yichen from afar.

The ten sons of the Shangshe of the Qi Guoguo Academy were the last to enter, and Zhou Zirong and Yuan Long were among them. The eyes of both of them were filled with cruel hatred, shuttling back and forth on the students of Yan Kingdom. However, no matter how they looked, they couldn't find the Yan Guo student who had defeated ten of them in a row.

"Hey, it's really strange! For such an important literary meeting, why didn't their hidden demonic genius come out?"

"Yes, it is impossible for Fang Zihong and Chen Wenquan to participate in the trauma of their souls, and only nine people in the Yan Kingdom can play!"

"His Majesty Emperor Qi has arrived!" At this time, a loud voice sounded outside, and everyone stood up to greet them.

Emperor Qi has arrived! Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but be very amused when he thought of what happened last night! In the emperor's guard of honor, Emperor Qi came in wearing a yellow robe of Nine Dragons and a straight face. Zhuang Yichen even noticed that he was silent, and glared at himself fiercely.

Stripped the officials of the General Military Mansion of the capital to the ground, and almost threw them on the street! Although Emperor Qi sent He Yan to the bloody place, he was also very uncomfortable in his heart!

Of course, there would be no danger in going to the bloody land with He Yanjing's identity and strength, in fact, it was equivalent to sharpening him.

"This treacherous and obscene boy, fortunately, the Martial Palace has been destroyed, otherwise I don't know how many geniuses my Qi Kingdom will suffer from him in the future!" Emperor Qi thought secretly in his heart. Just like the last Jinshi Dabi, Wu Yuanrong started to have an excellent momentum, but he didn't expect Zhuang Yichen to hide his strength very deeply in the abyss.

After Emperor Qi arrived at the throne, he did not sit down immediately. Because at this time, a seven-colored rainbow had already descended from the highest point in the sky.

The roof of the auditorium could be mechanically removed at this time, and after the rainbow landed, it was like a bridge.

"Welcome to the envoy of the Holy Academy's Wen Palace!" Emperor Qi nodded slightly, and at this time, five Wen Ru with amazing momentum immediately walked down from the rainbow bridge calmly.

Each step didn't seem like a big step, but it was so far away that after a few steps, they were in the Great Hall.

"Meet the messenger of the temple of the Holy Temple!" everyone saluted in unison, each with its own differences. These five scholars are all strong people at the peak realm, and each of them has great hope of becoming holy.

Moreover, the status of the Wen Confucians who came out of the Holy Court was naturally higher than that of the Seven Kingdoms, and even the emperors of the Seven Kingdoms were slightly inferior.

"You don't need to be polite!" The leading Wen Ru was magnificent, and there was a faint flow of holy power on his face, which seemed to be on the verge of a critical point.

"This Confucian Sect is fearless, and he is the official envoy of the Wen Palace! He is ordered by the Holy Lord to preside over this Seven Kingdoms Academy Literary Meeting!" said Wen Ru loudly.

Several scholars and scholars of the Seven Kingdoms all showed a look of surprise, but the Seven Kingdoms Literary Society, which was at the level of a person, actually let the official history of the Wendian come out? It would be a very honorable thing if it had been replaced by a deputy envoy in the past.

Moreover, these scholars are all the top figures in the Holy Academy, when did the big people who were concentrating on promoting the Holy Dao be so keen to participate in such a low-level literary meeting?

The scholars exchanged messages one after another, but they couldn't guess what was going on. However, Generalissimo Li and Bai Wenru vaguely guessed that maybe the purpose of these top scholars in the Holy Academy was Zhuang Yichen.

Whoever hears the first 165 words of the way of the university will inevitably eat the marrow and want to hear the following sentence.

Although being able to write these one hundred and sixty-five words with Zhuang Yichen's age and identity as a martial artist is already a super demon, maybe he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and wrote a few crosses?

Don't talk about a few crosses, with the unpredictability of the way of the university, maybe the next five or six words will benefit a lot.

"The time has come, let's go to the place of the Wenhui next!" Zong Wuxing looked around, Zhuang Yichen could feel his gaze lingering on him for a little longer.

For a peak powerhouse like Zong Wuxing, the accuracy of time and movements can reach at least one-tenth of a breath or even more accurate, so Zhuang Yichen immediately understood that the other party was paying attention to him.

"This is not where the Seven Nations Academy Cultural Club is located?" Zhuang Yichen was a little surprised, but seeing that many people looked as usual, it was probably common sense.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seemed that everyone thought they should know, but they ignored that he, the dean, was a monk halfway and temporarily became a horse.

Zong Wuxing raised his hand, and there was a round ball about the size of a football in his hand, suspended between his palms.

There was a strong fluctuation of holy power in that round ball, and Zhuang Yichen immediately remembered that the round ball given by the Fang family when he entered the evil realm at that time was almost the same, but the difference in size was too much.

"We are about to enter the small world unique to the Wen Palace, everyone should not move!" Zong Wuxing released a strong talent, and the vision in front of him suddenly became dim. However, it was only a moment's work, and after a slight dizziness, it returned to normal.

"Huh, why are you still in the auditorium?" said many people in surprise after looking at the surrounding scenery.

"Look outside!" Zong Wudaunt smiled, and the walls of the hall suddenly disappeared into invisibility like ice and snow melting.

"It turned out to be an illusion, and it's too real!" Wenju people all showed excitement, but Wenru and Emperor Qi looked as usual.