Early in the morning, the Royal Academy welcomed a young man with blue eyes, wearing a dark blue tuxedo suit, with a slender figure, and looking as beautiful as a demon. He exudes the demeanor of a king, and he is surrounded by many strange-looking people, making people dare not approach easily. At this time, he was walking step by step to the principal's office, and the students in the academy saw him and looked sideways, not knowing where such a handsome young man came from.

"You are ......" The headmaster saw him and immediately stood up, somewhat shocked by the powerful aura emanating from this man's body.

"I am the current leader of the Lingguo. As he spoke, he handed the headmaster a stack of prepared materials from his men.

"Lingguo?" the headmaster looked at him with some incredulity, "It's the mysterious country that disappeared for a long time and was only recently discovered—Lingguo." ”

Lingguo is the most recent country in the world to reveal its identity, and unlike other countries, everyone in their country is a possessor of superpowers, and people there are born with special skills and great destructive power. Because the people in this country are very special, once they come out of their own country, they are easy to be regarded as aliens or will be used by people with intentions, so the people of this country have been living in isolation until recently. Until now, everyone only knows a small part of the knowledge of this country, and everyone knows nothing about other things.

"Yes. He pursed his lips and smiled, as if he had guessed that the headmaster would react like this.

The headmaster took the information, looked at it carefully, and confirmed his identity.

"I wonder what you're here for?" the headmaster asked, touching his old glasses, a little curious.

"I'm here to get in. He continued to purse his lips and smile, but there was a knife hidden in his smile, as if to tell the headmaster that he wouldn't mind opening the place if he didn't agree.

"You're already the king of a country, and we're here to train the successors of all countries, isn't it?!" said the headmaster, this rule is a rule after all, and it won't be good if everyone breaks it.

"Is there a rule in the school rules that those who have become the king of a country can't go here to study?" the man looked at the principal, and his face immediately darkened.

"Not really. The headmaster was looking at him, his palms were already sweating, and this young man's innate kingly deterrent power was really not covered. The headmaster lamented that he deserved to be the monarch of the most mysterious country in the world.

"How can it be?" the female dean of education next to the principal stood up, "All of this, what other rules are there in the academy?"

"Stinky woman, don't be verbose......" At this time, a red-haired man beside the young man threw a red flame from his hand, and the flame flew straight in front of the teaching director.

When the dean saw the flames, he was so frightened that he wanted to run, but he found that he couldn't move his feet. Fortunately, the flames disappeared all at once as they approached her.

"Hongyan, don't be rude. The young man said a little sternly, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was talking about the red-haired boy and also approved of his behavior.

"This is—" The boy gestured to the dean beside the headmaster.

"It's the Dean of Students. The principal replied, thinking to himself that this blindless dean was really asking for trouble.

"What do you think, Director?" the boy said, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Okay, good ......" The dean of instruction was frightened just now, and now she has regained consciousness, she doesn't dare to provoke this Yama, "Our academy welcomes a diligent and studious monarch like you the most." ”

"What does the headmaster think?" the boy raised an eyebrow at the headmaster.

"Yes. As he spoke, the headmaster handed the boy an extra set of uniforms in his office, "Welcome to the Royal Academy." ”

The boy took the clothes and handed them to his attendant, who took them and went down.

"It's the key to your accommodation. The headmaster pondered, and gave the boy the key to the best room in the remaining house.

The boy put the key in his coat pocket, and seemed pleased with the headmaster's performance.

"Classmate, what's your name?" asked the dean as he looked at his handsome face and was not afraid of death.

"You remember, my name is Bai Junxi. As he spoke, the boy walked away, and as he left, the red-haired man named Hongyan beside him grimaced at the dean.

As the young man walked, he silently recited in his heart: "Ziyanyan, I'm here." ”