"Yes, this is the original text of the notice from the Holy Academy, and it doesn't say that the dean of the National Academy can't participate, right?" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The kind-hearted question was asked, and everyone present was stunned, and it seemed that this was really the case. It's just that I know it's wrong, but I can't say why.

After all, the head of the national academy is normally a strong person who has achieved great cultivation in the literature and Taoism, needless to say, he is naturally not qualified to participate! Who would have thought that there would be a martial arts national academy leader like Zhuang Yichen in the Seven Kingdoms, even if Kong Sheng returned, it was impossible to predict it.

"No, even if you meet these two conditions, but you are not a Wenju person, you can't!" said a Zhao Guowen Ru in shock.

However, at this time, the top scholars of the five Holy Courtyards all showed strange expressions, because they had all heard Zhuang Yichen chant the way of the university, and it was a heaven-given literary palace at that time, which was incredible.

"Yes, if you really condense the Wengong and become a Wenju person, we will recognize your qualifications to participate!" said the deans of the Seven Kingdoms one after another.

"Does Condensing the Wen Palace make the Wenju people?" Zhuang Yichen muttered. The technique of stealing days and days was suddenly activated, and a virtual palace within the ancestral aperture immediately took shape. The pseudo-talent qi surged out, and in a blink of an eye, it reached the level of Wen Xiucai.

"Condensing the Wen Palace? He really condensed the Wen Palace? What is going on with the saints above?" Everyone watched all this with wide eyes, almost suspecting that they were dreaming.

You must know that whether it is a martial artist specializing in literature or a scribe turning to martial arts, this has never happened. But right in front of them, it was like a dream.

"Maybe he has just condensed the Wengong, and he may not be able to achieve Wenju people!"

"Maybe he's desperate and trying to push himself through with a lot of pressure. At this time, everyone was thinking about it, and they were not optimistic about Zhuang Yichen.

It's just that at this time, I saw Zhuang Yichen's face was flat, and the talent around him was like a rolling tide and rising, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the peak level of Xiucai, but he stopped again.

"Sure enough!" many people were overjoyed, as if they were indescribably excited. In fact, even if Zhuang Yichen was promoted to Wenjuren, they would not feel that it would be of any help to Yan Guo, at most, they would just catch their breath for a while.

But for some reason, they are unwilling to see Zhuang Yichen succeed in cultivating as a martial artist, which is simply unacceptable, and secretly scolding him for being an illegitimate son of God.

It's just that it's just such a barrier, and before the joy has passed, Zhuang Yichen's talent gently turned over the mountain, and then stopped suddenly after a soft sound.

This is the difference between 99 steps and 100 steps. The former could be hell, while the latter was already heaven.

Regardless of whether Zhuang Yichen had reservations or not, at this time, he really had the qualifications to directly participate in the Seven Nations Academy's Literary Society.

"Is this so, is this so?" Zhuang Yichen stood in place and said softly. No one accosted because no one knew what to say.

Under the age of twenty, the Wenju people of Yan Guoguo Academy, these three conditions have already met. But who the hell told me, how could such a thing happen to the dean of the Tang Yan Guo Academy of Martial Arts?

The five Wendian scholars couldn't help but look at each other, and they were silent for a while before they said, "King Zhongyong, this matter is really incredible, I need some time to tell the Holy Courtyard!"

Zhuang Yichen sat down and said lightly: "Zong Zheng envoy, please!"

"Dean, you are so amazing! How the hell did you do it!" At this time, the ten sons of the upper house all looked at him with great admiration. Even the scholars in the Wendian had complicated expressions, and secretly shouted in their hearts that there were really demons in this world.

After all, Zhuang Yichen only condensed the Wen Palace last time, and he rushed to the realm of Wenju people in less than a month. What are you kidding, even if you are an illegitimate child of God, you can't be so awesome, right?

Xiucai to lift people is a threshold for cultivation, and the gap is more difficult than lifting people to become scholars, but Zhuang Yichen just walked over it leisurely?

This kind of talent, even the most demonic top genius of the Terran Chinese Dao, will not be able to raise his head in shame.

The students and scholars of the Seven Kingdoms all looked at Zhuang Yichen in shock, but Emperor Qi had an ominous premonition. Could it be that this kid really has the confidence to help Yan Guo win the honor of being the first in the Wenhui, instead of bragging?

Although he also considered Emperor Yan as his son-in-law, the strength of Yan Guo was too weak. If Yi Wenxiang's plan succeeds, what will happen to his daughter?

Emperor Qi is old and has a son, but he loves Princess Qingshuang to the point of blood and bones, and he will not discount it at all. But if Zhuang Yichen really wins, then he can only fulfill the contract so as not to become the laughing stock of the world and a trustworthy person.

Surrounded by a strange sound of silence, the Seven Kingdoms Academy Literary Society of the Terran Race had never encountered such a situation in thousands of years.

But today it is alive in front of everyone.

"This guy is actually evil to such an extent!" At this time, many Wenju people took a deep breath. Even the ten sons of the Qin State looked at Zhuang Yichen in shock.

On the contrary, Kong Sikong sat there as usual, as if nothing had happened.

"It is worthy of being a super genius among the descendants of the Kong family, and I, Qin Aolong, will swear to surpass him all my life! Looking at his appearance, he has reached the realm where Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change!" At this time, the head of the ten sons of the Qin State came back to his senses, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Kong Sikong.

Qin Aolong was actually not originally surnamed Qin, but because his talent for Wendao cultivation was very amazing, he was given the surname by Emperor Qin.

And because of this, his family has changed from a small family to a medium-sized family, which has attracted the attention of countless families in the Qin State.

At the age of twelve, he was promoted to show talent, and at the age of fourteen, he was promoted to lift people, but now he is only sixteen, but he already has the strength to lift people to the pinnacle.

This means that he has a great possibility of becoming a saint and a scholar who is proud of his peers. Therefore, Qin Aolong is naturally arrogant and arrogant, and his eyes are everything. Even if Zhuang Yichen has an amazing talent in martial arts, and he was given the title of the first jinshi of the human race by all the saints, it was only a faint sentence in Qin Aolong's mouth, but he was just a martial artist.

However, Qin Aolong is not without idols and goals, such as Kong Sikong, a descendant of the Kong family and one of the four madmen.

At the age of eleven, he became a showman, and at the age of thirteen, he became a lifter, and he forcibly suppressed his realm in the stage of lifting, and then in the next year, he was less than an advanced scholar and then a scholar, and he continued to break through the realm. Even if Qin Aolong was so angry, he didn't dare to say that he could be like this.