The corners of Alder's mouth slowly cracked, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "Beat him until he is convinced. Little guy, you have to work harder. Although you are very strong, the students in the college are not soft persimmons. There are
My students are no weaker than you."
Reg did not argue, but simply said: "Don't worry, Dean, I won't make it difficult for you when the time comes."
Looking at Reg, who was filled with strong confidence, Alder's face showed a bit of disbelief. Then he looked at Mrs. Rose next to him, and saw that there was no worry in Mrs. Rose's eyes. Instead, there was a sense of gloating. Alder
De couldn't help but feel suspicious. Could it be that this little guy still had a trump card that he hadn't shown yet?
If this young man wearing a green bamboo mask really has the power to defeat all students, then maybe there is really a little hope this time...
Mrs. Qiangwei has always been a shrewd person. Now that she has decided to do this, I am afraid she still has some confidence.
Alder's eyes swept over the silent Ice Bear beside him, and he was slightly surprised. The fourth-level magic fighter was not weak in strength. It seemed that he had not seen this person the last time he saw him...
"Mrs. Qiangwei, please leave the green bamboo to me." Alder smiled and said: "I wonder if Madam is also planning to live at Goldberg College for a while?"
Mrs. Qiangwei shook her head and said: "I won't stay. Anyway, he is safe in your academy. I have other things to do."
Alder tapped the ice bear with his chin: "What about him?"
Mrs. Rose glanced at Reg. After all, the ice bear was rescued by Reg and usually followed Reg. It was not easy for Madam Rose to help Reg make a decision.
Reg glanced at the ice bear and said in a deep voice: "If it is convenient for the college, he will live with me in the college. If it is not convenient, he will live in a hotel outside the college. He will not cause any trouble to you."
"
Alder began to ravage his chin again. After a while, Alder raised his head and said: "Okay, there are some empty rooms behind the school, let him live there, but he cannot be involved in the incident between you and the students.
Go, after all, he is a level 4 magic fighter, and no one among the students is his opponent."
Reg nodded affirmatively and said: "I understand this, Dean. I'll trouble you."
Alder shook his head and clapped his hands on the table: "Do it well, boy, I'm waiting for a good show."
After finishing speaking, Alder waved his hand and showed some fighting spirit. He hit a small copper bell hanging on the window and made a crisp sound. Soon a middle-aged man appeared at the door and asked respectfully.
: "Dean, what are your orders?"
Alder pointed at Reg and said: "His name is Qingzhu. You take him to Intermediate Class 1. From today on, he will be a student of Goldberg College. Tell Dongling to try to meet his requirements. If there is anything,
If you can't make the decision, tell me and arrange a separate dormitory for him."
There was something strange in the middle-aged man's eyes, but he didn't ask why. He just nodded respectfully: "Yes, Dean."
"Also, arrange him to the dormitory row at the back and give him a single room. You can take Qingzhu there first and then come back."
The middle-aged man nodded, turned to Reg and said, "Qingzhu, please come with me."
Reg stood up and looked at Mrs. Qiangwei. There was a bit of smile and encouragement in Mrs. Qiangwei's eyes: "Go, Qingzhu, I am also waiting for your good news. I will come again when you compete."
Reg nodded, didn't say much, and bowed to Alder before following the middle-aged man outside.
The middle-aged man was obviously dedicated to serving Alder. He didn't ask any questions along the way, and just quietly led Reg along the way. Reg was also happy to be quiet. If he wanted to talk to someone who had never said this before,
On the contrary, Reg found it quite hard.
After passing through the small square, the middle-aged man led Reg to a three-story building. He introduced with a smile: "This is where the advanced class holds classes on weekdays. The dormitory is at the back. I will take you to the dormitory first.
I will arrange a room for you and then take you to the place where you have classes."
Reg thanked him politely: "Thank you very much."
The middle-aged man took Reg along the way and gave Reg a brief introduction to the places he passed along the way, which were generally the places where students had classes, where students practiced, and where they had leisure time, etc.
"This is where the college students live."
In front of Reg was a row of small white buildings, stacked one on top of another. Each small building had three floors, and each floor was divided into dozens of rooms. With so many small buildings, it looked like they could accommodate at least thousands of people.
There are big trees and flower gardens planted in front and back of the small building. It looks like the small building is hidden in the woods, but it is very elegant. Groups of students from Goldberg College are coming in and out here.
The middle-aged man quickly arranged for Reg's accommodation. The room was not large, but it contained a bathing area and a toilet. It was quite neat and looked very comfortable.
After Reg memorized the room and took the room key, the middle-aged man took Reg to the teacher again. At this time, there was still a little time before dinner time, and most of the students were still in class.
The middle-aged man led Reg to one of the classrooms. There were forty or fifty people in the classroom. In front of the podium stood a woman wearing a white magic robe, smiling and talking about something. The many young people below had eyes wide open.
It gathered on the woman's body and listened quite seriously.
The woman does not look very old, she is estimated to be in her mid-twenties. Her slender body is wrapped in a white magic robe. There is a faint smile on her delicate face, giving her a kind and gentle look.
Feel.
"Teacher Winter Spirit..." The middle-aged man opened the door and knocked twice gently. When the woman turned her eyes, the middle-aged man smiled and called the woman's name.
Looking at the young woman walking slowly over, Reg was a little surprised. Although Reg was not familiar with the school, she must be quite capable because she could become a tutor at such a young age.
Not only the young woman Dong Ling, but also the whole class's eyes were focused on the door. Of course, everyone knew that the middle-aged man was Tostoy who specialized in serving the dean in the dean's office, but the man who was following behind him
Where is that man?
Standing quietly, the strange green bamboo mask made everyone curious for a moment, and they started talking in low voices...
Tostoy whispered to Winter Spirit what Alder had ordered. Winter Spirit glanced at Reg next to him in surprise, nodded gently and said: "Okay, I understand, give him to him."
Let me."
Tostoy whispered a few more words, then nodded kindly to Reg and left quickly.
Dong Ling turned his head and looked at Reg, chuckled and said: "Qingzhu, your mask is very beautiful... You are welcome to join the first class of the middle grade. I am the instructor of Class 1, Dong Ling Da. Come in with me."
Reg nodded and said: "Thank you, Master Winter Spirit."
Dong Ling smiled slightly, with a heart-warming smile on her delicate face: "This is what I should do, come in, I will introduce you to other students."
Following Dong Ling, he walked all the way to the front of the classroom. All the eyes of the forty or fifty people in the classroom fell on Reg's face. Is this mysterious guy also going to enter class one?
Just when everyone was guessing, Dong Ling had already smiled and said: "Dear classmates, there is a new classmate in our class, Qingzhu, who is twenty years old. If the new classmate has any difficulties, please help us."
Everyone looked at Qingzhu curiously, and one bold student shouted loudly: "Teacher Dongling, why does Qingzhu wear a mask on his face?"
Dong Ling naturally didn't know the answer to this question. Her eyes turned to Reg. To be honest, she was very curious in her heart. Why did this twenty-year-old new student wear a mask on his face?
Reg looked at everyone's curious eyes, bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "This is what my teacher asked me to do. Please forgive me. You can just call me Qingzhu."
There was a bit of surprise in Dong Ling's eyes, but as a tutor, she had seen all kinds of strange students, and she smiled and said: "Everyone has their own privacy, and everyone must respect the privacy of others... Qingzhu, finally
If there is an empty seat in the row, please choose one and sit down."
Reg nodded, walked to the last row under the curious eyes of all the students, chose a seat by the window and sat down. After Dong Ling saw him sitting down, he also continued the lecture.
What Dong Ling was talking about was not about cultivation, but about the history of the Burning Sun Empire. After Reg sat down, he quickly listened attentively. After all, Reg had never heard of these before, although it was irrelevant.
Cultivation, but what Dong Ling talks about is quite interesting and very attractive.
Although Reg was listening to the class attentively, he was still very keenly aware that many students' eyes were peeking over from time to time, and their eyes contained various emotions.
Reg could only pretend not to see these eyes. Anyway, wearing this mask in the academy was undoubtedly a very eye-catching thing, and perhaps also a very fashionable thing.
Thinking of what Alder told him, Reg began to think about what he should do.
Whoever is the most powerful will be challenged?
This method is good and the most direct. Lege quickly made up his mind. When the time is almost up, he will directly challenge them one by one. Now Lege is already a fourth-level mad fighter, and there are still two months.
At that time, Reg wanted to practice hard for a while and enter the fifth level of mad fighting master. With his own blue spirit fruit pill, he could rush to the level of mad fighting master in one go.
If you can enter the Magic Fighter, your chances of participating in the academy competition and winning first place will be much greater...
Regardless of the limelight or anything else, strength is the ultimate basis for measuring everything.
Soon, it was almost time for lunch and rest. Dong Ling announced that get out of class was over, and all the students rushed out. Reg also stood up and walked to the door. However, Dong Ling did not leave in a hurry, but Waiting at the door with a smile.