Ald's mouth slowly cracked and suddenly burst into laughter: "Do you beat him until he is obedient? Little guy, you have to work harder. Although you are not strong enough, the students in the academy are not soft persimmons, and some students are not weaker than you."

Reg didn't argue, but just said lightly: "Don't worry, Dean, I won't let you make things difficult for you then."

Looking at Reg, who was full of strong confidence, Ald showed a little disbelief on his face. He looked at Mrs. Rose next to him, but saw that Mrs. Rose had no worries in her eyes, but instead felt gloating. Ald couldn't help but feel suspicious. Could this little guy still have a killer weapon?

If this young man wearing a green bamboo mask really has the ability to defeat all students, then maybe there is really a little hope this time...

Mrs. Rose has always been a shrewd person. Since she decided to do this, she probably still has some confidence.

Ald's eyes swept across the Bing Xiong who had been silent and calm beside him, and he was a little surprised. The fourth-level demon fighter was not weak. He seemed to have not seen this person when he saw him last time...

"Madam Qiangwei, please leave it to me." Alder smiled and said, "I wonder if Mrs. is also planning to live in Goodburg College for a while?"

Mrs. Rose shook her head and said, "I won't stay. Anyway, he is safe in your academy. I have something else to do."

Alder pointed an ice bear on his chin: "What about him?"

Mrs. Rose glanced at Regg. After all, Regg was rescued by Ice Bear and he usually followed Regg. Mrs. Rose couldn't help Regg's decision.

Reg glanced at Bingxiong and said in a deep voice: "If the college is convenient, he will live with me in the college. If it is inconvenient, he will live in a hotel outside the college, and it will not cause trouble for you."

Ald began to ravage his chin again. After a while, Ald raised his head and said, "Okay, there are still some empty houses behind the school, so let's arrange for him to live there, but he can't participate in the incident between you and the students. After all, his strength is a Level 4 Magic Fighter, and no one of the students is his opponent."

Reg nodded affirmatively and said, "I understand this, Dean, please trouble you."

Ald shook his head and slapped his hands on the table: "Do it well, boy, I'm waiting to watch the show."

After saying that, Ald waved a little bit of fighting spirit and hit a small copper bell hanging on the window, making a crisp sound. Soon a middle-aged man appeared at the door and asked respectfully: "Dean, what are you asking?"

Ald pointed to Regg and said, "His name is Qingzhu. You take him to Class 1 of Intermediate Class. From today on, he will be a student of Goodberg College. Tell Dong Ling to try to meet his requirements. If there is anything that cannot be decided, tell me and arrange a separate dormitory for him."

A little strange flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but he didn't ask why, but just nodded respectfully: "Yes, Dean."

"In addition, arrange him to the row of dormitories behind and arrange a single room for him. You can take Qingzhu there first, and then come over."

The middle-aged man nodded, turned his head and said to Reg, "Qingzhu, please come with me."

Regg stood up and looked at Mrs. Rose with a smile and encouragement in her eyes: "Go, Qingzhu, I'll wait for your good news too. I will come again when you play."

Reg nodded, without saying much, owed Alder again, and then followed the middle-aged man and walked outside.

The middle-aged man obviously served Alder specifically, and he didn't ask any questions along the way. He just quietly led Reg forward, and Reg was happy to be quiet. If he wanted to talk to someone who had never said this, Reg felt it was quite hard.

After passing through the small square, the middle-aged man led Reg to a three-story building and introduced with a smile: "This is the place where senior class attends classes on weekdays, and the dormitory is at the back. I will take you to the dormitory first, arrange a room for you, and then take you to the place where you are attending classes."

Reg thanked politely: "Thank you."

The middle-aged man took Reg forward along the way, and briefly introduced the places he passed along the way to Reg, which were roughly where students attended classes, where students practiced, where they were leisure, etc.

“This is the residence of the college students.”

In front of Reg was a row of white buildings, stacked with three floors, each building was divided into dozens of rooms. There were so many small buildings, and it looked like it could accommodate at least thousands of people.

There are big trees and flower beds planted in front and behind the small building. It looks like the small building is hidden in the woods, but it is particularly elegant. Groups of Goodberg College students are coming and going here.

The middle-aged man quickly arranged Reg's accommodation. A small room, but it contained a bathing place and a toilet. It was quite neat and looked very comfortable.

Regg remembered the room. After taking the room key, the middle-aged man took Regg to the teacher who was in class again. At this time, there was still some time before the meal time, and most of the students were still in class.

The middle-aged man led Reg to one of the classrooms, with forty or fifty people in the classroom. There was a woman in a white magic robe standing in front of the podium, smiling and talking about something. The many young people below were all gathering their eyes on the women and listening seriously.

The woman looked not old last year, and was about twenty-five or six years old. Her white magic robe wrapped around her slender and beautiful body. Her delicate face had a faint smile, which looked like a kind and gentle feeling.

"Tong Ling Tutor..." The middle-aged man pushed open the door and knocked on the door twice. When the woman turned her eyes, the middle-aged man smiled and called the woman's name.

Looking at the young woman walking slowly, a little surprised flashed through Regg's heart. Although Regg was not familiar with the school, he must be quite capable of becoming a mentor at a young age.

Not only the young woman Dong Ling, but the whole class's eyes were also focused on the door. Naturally, everyone knew that the middle-aged man was Tostoy who served the dean in the dean's office, but what about the man following him?

Standing quietly, the strange green bamboo mask made everyone curious for a moment, and they started to talk in a low voice...

Tostoy whispered to Dong Ling and explained what Ald had ordered. Dong Ling looked at Reg next to him in surprise, nodded gently and said, "Okay, I understand, give him to me."

Tostoy whispered a few more words, then nodded friendly to Reg and left quickly.

Dong Ling turned his head to look at Reg, and chuckled softly, "Qingzhu, your mask is very beautiful... Welcome to join the middle grade class 1. I am Dong Ling. Da, come in with me."

Reg nodded and said, "Thank you, Master Dong Ling."

Dong Ling smiled slightly, and a kind smile appeared on her delicate face: "This is what I should do, come in, I will introduce you to other classmates."

Following Dong Ling, he walked all the way to the front of the classroom. The eyes of forty or fifty people in the classroom fell on Reg's face. Could this mysterious guy also want to enter Class 1?

Just as everyone was guessing, Dong Ling smiled and said, "Dear students, a new classmate came to our class, Qingzhu, 20 years old. If there are any difficulties in the new classmate, everyone should help you."

Everyone looked at Qingzhu curiously, and a brave student shouted loudly: "Teacher Dong Ling, why does Qingzhu have to 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 also very curious about why this 20-year-old new student had to wear a mask on her face?

Regg looked at everyone's curious eyes, owed his body slightly, and said in a deep voice: "This is what my teacher asked. Please forgive me, so everyone should call me Qingzhu."

Dong Ling had a little surprise in her eyes, but as a mentor, she had seen all kinds of strange students and smiled: "Everyone has his own privacy, everyone should respect other people's privacy... Qingzhu, in the end, you can choose one of the seats in the row, sit down."

Reg nodded, walked to the last row with curious eyes from all the students, and chose a seat by the window and sat down. After Dong Ling saw him sitting down, he continued to give a lecture.

Dong Ling was not talking about cultivation, but about the history of the Scarlet Sun Empire. After sitting down, Reg quickly listened to it with concentration. After all, these regs had never heard much before. Although they had nothing to do with cultivation, Dong Ling's speech was quite interesting and very attractive.

Although Reg was listening to the class attentively, he still noticed that many students glanced at each other secretly from time to time, with various emotions in their eyes.

Regg had no choice but to pretend to be invisible to these eyes. Anyway, wearing this mask in the academy is undoubtedly a very eye-catching thing, and perhaps a very cool thing.

Thinking of what Ald told him, Regg began to think about what he should do?

Whoever is the best will challenge whom?

This method is good, the most direct. Reg quickly made up his mind. When the time was about to come, he would challenge him one by one. Now Reg is a level 4 mad fighter, and there are still two months left. Reg wants to practice hard for a while, enter the level 5 mad fighter, and add his own blue spirit fruit pill, and rush to the level of the demon fighter in one breath.

If you can join the Demon Fighter, then the hope of winning the first place in the academy competition is much greater...

Whether it is the limelight or anything else, strength is the basis for ultimate measurement of everything.
Chapter completed!