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"Xiahou Tian, the contestants from the secondary school are over there." In the contestant passageway, the seven schools team and the secondary school encountered each other.

"The one leading the way is Guo Xie?" "" Xiahou Tian asked with a smile. And here I thought he was some kind of monster, only so-so. "

"Brother Scoundrel, the Seventh Branch's team has been replaced. I don't even know the guy in the lead. He's not from the official list that was announced to the public." Qian Duoduo whispered as he looked at Xiahou Tian.

"I hope you can make the match more suspenseful." With that said, Guo Que led the six people behind him to the middle square formation.

"Big Brother Scoundrel, that person might have a superpower. I'm very uncomfortable with that, but I don't know what he will do. We have to be careful." Not long after he left, Nangong Lingmo whispered.

"Don't worry, little girl. She will be fine." Guo Sou rubbed Nangong Lingmo's head and said with a smile.

"Classmate Xiahou, haven't you read too many novels before? How could there be someone with supernatural ability? If there is, then why would she still go to school?" A student of No. 92 High School behind him said with a smile.

"Cough cough cough, how impudent, let me down." Before the students of No. 92 High School could finish speaking, Xiahou Tian gave them a look, and the youth shouted again.

"If you don't understand, then don't talk." Xiahou Tian looked disdainfully at the youth from No. 92 on his way to the contestant seating area.

"Shi Yong, what happened to you just now?" Qiao Mu who was standing beside Shi Yong asked in a low voice.

"No wonder Principal Cao has strongly recommended him to participate in the Literature Competition. The plans for the secondary school this time are all for naught. Haha, as long as we don't let the secondary school take first place, everything is fine." Qiao Mu smiled and said.

The Martial City Exhibition Center, also known as the largest auditorium in the Martial City, could accommodate 30,000 people. A week ago, when the tickets were sold, all the tickets were donated back to the Red Cross Society. In just a day's time, 30,000 tickets were sold out.

"Old Wang, why are you here as well? Didn't you not get the tickets?" The two middle-aged men below the stage were clearly familiar with each other as they smiled and greeted each other.

"Don't you see who I, Old Wang, am? Isn't it just a ticket? "Can you even stop Old Wang from the room next door? You must be joking." Old Wang said with a smile.

"Old Wang, you're really willing to spend four thousand to buy a forty-dollar sect. Amazing, amazing." Just as Old Wang said 'me', another middle-aged man entered.

"Haha, Old Wang next door, you bought the expensive ticket yourself, haha." A few people laughed.

"Isn't it just four thousand yuan? As long as I can win first place in the secondary school, then that ten thousand yuan of mine will become ten million in the blink of an eye. Haha, four thousand yuan is nothing." All of them had placed their bets on the forum, but all of them were betting that Guo Bad wouldn't be able to pass the first round, as long as Old Wang was right.

"Old Wang, don't be too proud, even if you can't get first in the secondary school, your 10,000 yuan will go down the drain. When that happens, I'll see how you explain it to that tigress in your family." A few middle-aged men beside him said with a smile.

"Then let's wait and see." Old Wang said with his head held high.

"There is no first place in literature, and no second place in martial arts. Hello, everyone. I am the host of this competition, He Tikou. This is my partner today. Here, let's greet everyone. " He Tie pointed at a beauty wearing an extremely short skirt and said with a smile.

Hello everyone, I am Han Fei Fei. I am very happy that I am able to participate in this competition. I am very pleased that I am able to cooperate with Senior Tai Dou, who is from the hosting world. In the face of these fourteen talented and brilliant students, I will do my best to ensure that there is no mistake in hosting this competition. Han Fei Fei looked at the audience and bowed deeply, then she received thunderous applause.

"Scoundrel Bro, pay attention, your eyeballs are going to fall out." Nangong Lingmo whispered. From the moment Han Fei Fei appeared, Guo Shou's eyes never left her.

"Cough, cough. This woman is sick, she needs to be cured." Guo Tai said with a slight cough.

"Just now, Senior Iron Mouth said that Wen Wuyi was no number one. I wonder how will the outcome of today's competition be decided?" Han Fei Fei asked with a smile as she looked at He Tie.

"Little Han, you've made our army suffer." He Tie said with a smile, "This competition is different from the previous years, and is divided into two stages. The first stage is the KOF competition, where one person answers each question, and each person gets one point, until the last person finishes the one hundred questions." He Tie said with a smile.

"The second stage is to grab answers from the others. I'll let everyone know the rules when the time comes." He Tie said with a smile, "Next, let me introduce the judges below the stage to everyone. The contestants on both sides can use this time to arrange their troops."

A few students of the secondary school looked at Guo Xie, who listed them out in order.

"Tang Xi, You Wandering, Zhao Xuan, Qian Duoduo, Murong Weiwei, Nangong Lingmo, please follow this order. In the end, I have no objections, right?" After saying that, all of them nodded at the same time.

"I'll be last. Xiao-Xiao will be sixth. You guys can do whatever else you want." Xiahou Tian said with a smile.

"We are now welcoming the judges who are here today with warm applause." He Tekker took advantage of the time when the two contestants were lining up to begin introducing the judges of the day.

"Mr. Li Zhonghua, President of Wucheng University." As He Tie's voice fell, an old man in his sixties stood up from the stage and waved to the audience. "Today's competition is based on the KOF system. Everyone has their own blind spots for knowledge. If we make any mistakes, please point it out in time." Li Zhonghua said humbly.

"Lin Yueyu is alive." He Tie continued, Lin Yu stood up and nodded to the spectating crowd, then her eyes fell once again on Guo Xie.

"Mr. Jiang Weimin, President of the Chinese Literature Association."

"Mr. Zheng Yu, China Historical Research Institute."

"Everyone, welcome to the number one think tank of the last seven competitions." After He Tie said this, the seven youths stood up and waved to the audience.