"Fine, fine, I'll wait to be utterly humiliated by you." Ye Qiu said calmly.
"Mosanti, are you crazy?" Chang Wei said through gritted teeth in a low voice, "That little bastard Ye Qiu is indeed quite talented. Why are you arguing with him? If you can get through this round, you'll have a great chance to secure a place in the top ten of the literature competition area in the next round."
"Third Elder, I can't stand it. I must kill Ye Qiu in this round," Mosanti said in a deep voice.
“Now that things have come to this, go all out and don’t hold back anymore. Also, I will try again to see if I can destroy Ye Qiu in another way. Keeping him alive is a big threat to us,” Chang Wei said through gritted teeth.
"Third Elder, you must have faith in me."
"Why go through all this trouble when you can eliminate him effortlessly? You idiot, just you wait."
Chang Wei turned and left, disappearing quickly.
...
Ten minutes later, everyone had formed teams, and the second round of the writing competition officially began.
Why are there so many more spectators around?
Ye Qiu glanced around and then spoke with some surprise.
“The league matches are all broadcast live. I guess your performance in the first round was so amazing that it attracted a lot of people to watch. Maybe some of the spectators from the martial arts competition area came over,” Long Yue said.
"Don't worry about that for now. Just focus on finishing this round of the competition. Don't let your guard down. I've heard that Mosanti's literary talent is among the best in Tongcheng Academy." Wu Manman said seriously.
Ye Qiu glanced at Wu Manman and whispered with a smile, "Teacher Wu, if I beat Mosanti, can you reward me with a kiss?"
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