The Superpower General Bureau had arranged hotel rooms for the faculty and students of every university.
They would rest for the night. The National Competition would officially begin tomorrow.
At the hotel.
Zhou Fan and Zhao Qiu had been assigned a twin room.
"The National Competition starts tomorrow. So many people showed up today." Zhao Qiu lay on his bed, wriggling around beneath the covers.
"Xuan Kun University, Hailan University, Heavenfire University... all their schools have tons of geniuses."
"I looked into it. Among the freshmen, the strongest contenders are Nangong Chen from Xuan Kun University, Li Huo from Heavenfire University, and Hai Yaxiang from Hailan University. They're all geniuses among geniuses."
"I wonder if I'll get a chance to fight them this time." Zhao Qiu was itching for a bout.
Zhou Fan was typing on his phone and didn't reply.
"Of course, compared to you, Old Zhou, I think they're still pretty far behind."
"But besides their freshmen, those schools have plenty of powerful upperclassmen too. Freshmen and upperclassmen are competing together this time. I just hope I don't get matched against an upperclassman right off the bat."
"That way, I'm confident I can last a few more rounds," Zhao Qiu said.
Zhou Fan kept typing without answering.
Zhao Qiu finally couldn't stand it anymore. With a lightning-fast leap, he landed on Zhou Fan's bed.
"Hey, I'm talking to you! Are you even listening?"
"Are you giving me the silent treatment?"
He had said so much, yet Zhou Fan hadn't replied with a single word.
Unbelievable!
"With that huge frame of yours, you'll break the bed jumping over here. You're paying if you do." Zhou Fan kicked him off the bed.
"So who are you chatting with that's got you ignoring me?"
"Qingran. Got a problem with that?"
"Oh,