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Soon, the registration forms were handed to the principal's desk. Liu Qingqing's and the others' were mixed in with the other registration forms. The principal had nothing better to do. He flipped through the registration forms one by one, wanting to see if there were any outstanding characters among the contestants.

This is good, senior!

This is also okay, and my grades are usually excellent!

Hey! This is good, this is good!

After looking around, the principal was overjoyed. There were so many talented people in their alliance's first military academy! Not bad, not bad.

As he was flipping through the pages, he saw one of the registration forms. The first thing that caught the principal's eye was the handwriting, each stroke sharp.

Tsk tsk tsk, whoever wrote this must have a rebellious personality! He's probably a troublemaker. I wonder how strong he is?

The principal adjusted his glasses and leaned forward slightly. The registration form was closer to his eyes, and he subconsciously read out the list:

"Captain An Yanxi..."

When the principal heard the name, several questions flashed through his mind. An Yanxi? Is there such a genius in our school? Why didn't he seem to have heard of it?

The principal shook his head and continued reading:

"Members Mu Yunsheng, Gong Mingyi, Du Chan..."

The more the principal read this name, the more troubled he became. How come he had never heard of such people?

Suddenly, the principal slammed his hand on the table. He remembered that these people were the young masters sent to him by the aristocratic families. Not only that, their age could be said to have raised the average age of this year's contestants.

And most of them are teaching assistants from the school. What does this mean? This is a group of students who haven't been able to graduate for so many years and are here to participate!