Early morning in September, the first branch of Imperial College.
Although the sun has not yet appeared, a steady stream of new life has gathered from all directions.
Under the shade of a tree about two hundred meters away from the school gate, a 16-year-old boy looked at the statue of the King of Heroes and stood there blankly for a long time. His short hair was already covered with a thin layer of water mist.
He lost his memory. After waking up from a coma, there was only an old man with white hair and bald head in front of him.
No matter how he asked, the old man only said his name and nothing else, and then he got him here and gave him an admission notice before leaving.
A wisp of cool breeze finally blew past Li Xiaofeng's dull eyes. His thoughts changed, and the conversation he had with the old man a moment ago slowly echoed in his ears.
"Old madman, what are we doing here?"
"Sign up and send you to school."
"Why should I go to school?"
"Because your memory is blocked by magic, only by becoming a great warlock can you know who you are. To learn magic, there is no better place than the Imperial Academy."
When his thoughts came to this point, Li Xiaofeng's angular cheeks became a little more confused, and he subconsciously murmured to himself.
"Who am I? Who am I?"
While muttering to himself full of annoyance, the young man lowered his head and looked at the notice, which contained his personal details, but there was no joy in his eyes.
Because the admission notice was forged, he watched with his own eyes last night as the old madman used a rotten carrot to carve out the Imperial College's seal.
After sighing helplessly, the amnesiac boy took the fake notice and slowly walked out from the shade of the tree and walked towards the school gate.
His angular cheeks were very eye-catching, and his 1.75 meter tall back was quite tall and tall, but his old casual clothes wiped out the light, and he disappeared among the crowd in the blink of an eye, making him inconspicuous.
The school gate was getting closer and closer, and the fake freshman looked at the teacher with the inspection notice, and his heart beat faster.
At this moment, there was a commotion behind the crowd.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't block my young master's way!"
A group of uniformed police officers rushed into the crowd and forced a passage.
Under the stares of countless angry and unspeakable eyes, an aristocratic young man wearing brand names walked proudly past, and when he saw several management teachers, his steps did not stop at all.
The military police followed closely and walked into the school gate, and there was a whisper among the crowd.
"Who is this person, so cool?"
"I heard he is the son of the mayor of the imperial capital. Please keep your voice down. We cannot afford to offend such a person."
"Humph, what about the mayor's son? Let's see how he continues to drag me after school officially starts. As long as I join the nine major clubs, a mayor is nothing!"
"School hasn't started yet; besides, the aristocratic children are full of high-level magic weapons. Even if their skills are weaker than yours, you may not be able to win. It's better not to offend them."
The crowd moved forward slowly amidst the sounds of resentment, but Li Xiaofeng remained silent.
The appearance of the mayor's son did not disturb his mind at all. There was only one thought in his blank mind.
Who am I? Who am I?
Ten minutes later, the teacher's eyes fell on the fake notice.
Maybe the teacher wasn't careful enough, or maybe it was the influence of the previous commotion, but the fake notice passed smoothly.
Li Xiaofeng stood under the antique school gate, took a deep breath, and then slowly took a step forward.
That second was unremarkable, but Li Xiaofeng's life entered another world. With a slight tremor on his feet, he stepped onto the land of Imperial College and became a preparatory freshman at the Imperial Capital Branch.
The inspection at the gate is only the first step in the complicated admission process. After thousands of students passed the gate, their excited figures immediately flocked to the other checkpoints.
Li Xiaofeng looked around and wandered around the campus.
The place was crowded, and he expected someone to call his name. Unfortunately, his expectation was just an illusion.
Unknowingly, the special freshman walked deep into the campus, away from the crowd, and then met the same group of police officers head-on.
"Get out of the way!"
In this unimpeded place, the mayor still wants to clear the way for everyone.
One of the military police shouted to drive away, while the other looked at Li Xiaofeng's ordinary casual clothes and scolded him even more violently.
"Boy, get out of here and be more understanding."
The soles of Li Xiaofeng's feet that he had just lifted suddenly fell down. He didn't want to get out of the way, and his stubborn eyes and domineering breath collided in the air.
In a daze, he was like the mantis holding a car, brave but not smart enough.
When the accident happened, a group of military policemen were stunned on the spot.
The leading black-faced policeman habitually raised his baton, but did not hit him, not because he was merciful, but because this was the Imperial College. Although the boy in front of him was not an official student yet, he might be in the future.
"Who dares to block my young master's way!"
Under the protection of two middle-aged men in black, the mayor's son walked out from around the corner.
After he saw Li Xiaofeng's clothes clearly, anger rushed to the top of his head, as if he had been humiliated.
"Damn you damn bitch, break his legs!"
The master gave the order, and the black-faced policeman showed no scruples and immediately swept his baton across the boy's knees, really trying to break the boy's legs.
This stick, with the strong wind roaring, has already used fighting spirit.
Although the level of a great swordsman is not unusual, he can already be considered a strong opponent and can easily deal with a new student.
The mayor's son's nostrils rose and he exhaled a domineering air. He was very satisfied with the thugs' all-out efforts.
With a "bang" sound, the figure flew out.
In an instant, the scene fell silent again, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes widened rapidly.
The one who flew out turned out to be a policeman with a black face. The civilian student was still standing there, seemingly not moving at all.
Who is this kid...?
Not only did the police secretly speculate, but even Li Xiaofeng himself looked confused.
With amnesia, he didn't know that he had fighting spirit in him. It wasn't until the baton hit him that his right leg responded automatically.
I know how to be vindictive. Who am I? Who am I?
Questions swirled fiercely in Li Xiaofeng's heart, and he was even more eager to know his identity.
The mayor's son was also startled, and then he became angry. He was the son of a dignified mayor, how could he be intimidated by a lowly commoner!
"Trash, you bunch of trash, kill him!"
This is an era of military dominance. In front of the powerful, civilians are like a piece of mud, not even a weed.
The policemen activated the magic mechanism on the baton, and with a roar, the baton turned into a sharp sword surrounded by fighting spirit, and more than a dozen sword lights surrounded the space where Li Xiaofeng stood.
Murderous, ferocious murderous aura was overwhelming.
Li Xiaofeng's tall figure trembled slightly, and pressure penetrated his body. His blank mind didn't know how to deal with it, and his body's "instinct" was running at the speed of light.
Suddenly, the "world" in the young man's eyes became extremely slow. The wind was swirling slowly, the smoke was slowly flying, and the dozen or so sharp swords were as slow as a snail.
Involuntarily, Li Xiaofeng rushed forward and waved his fists simply.
"ah!"
Time suddenly returned to normal amidst the screams. More than a dozen police officers flew out one after another, fell to the ground, and fell into coma for an instant, ending up with the same fate as their previous companions.
Li Xiaofeng once again stood still, staring at his hands in confusion.
The mayor's face twitched violently because he was drunk, and his body shrank. He then shouted to the two middle-aged men in black beside him: "Come on, kill this untouchable, and I will ask my father to promote you!"
The two men in black looked at each other, then quickly separated from each other, one to the left and the other to the right. They kicked hard with the soles of their feet, and two phantoms shot at Li Xiaofeng.
Although only two people came to kill him, the pressure Li Xiaofeng felt was several times greater than before.
His mind suddenly moved, and a common sense cognition appeared in his blank mind.
On the left is a swordsman, and on the right is a magician. These are two real masters, enough to have a place in Kyushu Continent.
A positive judgment emerged in his mind, and at the same moment, the world in Li Xiaofeng's eyes became extremely slow again.
Under greater pressure, his "sight" became more mysterious. Not only could he clearly see the figures of the two masters, but he could also predict the changes in his opponent's next move.
In the flash of lightning, the amnesiac boy took a step diagonally and waved his fist, seemingly hitting the empty space.
"Bang, bang!"
Two muffled sounds sounded at the same second, and the two men in black flew out side by side and fainted on the ground at the same time.
Their power was many times stronger than that of a group of policemen, but in front of Li Xiaofeng, the result was exactly the same.
The space fell silent for the third time, a deathly silence.
Li Xiaofeng's eyes were no longer a blank sheet of paper, huge waves were rolling in his eyes, and murderous aura was surging around him.
He felt it, he vaguely felt his memory, his real name was Li Xiaofeng, he saw a red mountain, he saw...