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Seeing Lu Wenwu's humble and studious appearance, Douglas felt very comfortable and a little proud.

Although you dragons are a naturally magical race, we humans are not bad either.

Even though we are not born with powerful strength, we rely on our own practice, and generation after generation of magicians and other practitioners have finally established our position as the world's overlord.

Status is achieved through strength.

Ancient magic.

Douglas felt a bitter feeling in his heart when he thought of the difficulty of learning ancient magic.

Even though he is an absolute prodigy in the field of magic today, his research on ancient magic is not even superficial.

This is almost a break in inheritance.

The legendary Son of Heaven, who was born with the ability to master ancient magic, has not appeared for three thousand years.

This is not a good sign.

The closer to the present time, the fewer Sons of Heaven appear, and the longer the time intervals between their appearances.

Things like inheritance and knowledge require a base of numbers to maintain.

If the base is too small, there will be technological gaps and technological degradation.

Some magical items from ancient times can no longer be restored to the same function with the knowledge possessed by today's magicians.

You can only imitate as much as possible.

Of course, a Son of Earth with top talent like himself could master one or two ancient magics by chance, but as the time it takes for the true Son of Heaven to appear becomes longer and longer, will this ancient and powerful power really be lost?

Even if he continued to improve the manuscript that had been passed down through successive principals, attempting to decipher and study ancient magic, it would probably be of no avail.

Because no one can understand and apply it, over time, future students will only attribute it to a story like a myth or legend, and will no longer believe it.

Douglas's thoughts were wandering and he went astray inadvertently.

It was not until Lu Wenwu's eager voice came that he was completely awakened from his contemplation.

"Principal, can I try it?" Lu Wenwu said.

"Try? Of course you can, Mr. Tyrannosaurus."

Douglas was stunned for a moment, then made a gesture of invitation and took out a thick magic book from the magic storage item and handed it over.

"This is a notebook compiled by generations of magicians who have mastered ancient magic in the academy. It records some of their understanding and experience of ancient magic. I'll lend it to you for the time being."

"Before lights go out, you can try and read as much as you want, but don't force yourself. Many of the assumptions here are just unverified assumptions. I won't be hunted down by the Dragon King with a bounty on my head."

"Thank you so much!" Lu Wenwu's eyes lit up.

He did not rush to try the language of the Dimension Wanderer, but first took a quick look at the magic book.

With the help of his spiritual consciousness, he can quickly scan and save files and remember everything he sees.

Douglas, who was standing by, was amazed by the rapid reading speed, but was not shocked by it.

He attributed everything to Lu Wenwu's special bloodline.

Most ordinary dragons rely on developing the dragon language magic inherited in their bloodlines, and disdain to read human books and learn human power.

However, Lu Wenwu would spend every day in the library reading a lot and seeking advice from professors. Perhaps this was what made ancient dragons different from other pure-blooded dragons.

Soon, Lu Wenwu finished reading the magic book and returned it to the principal.

The experiences recorded in the book cannot be said to be useless, but they are indeed not very useful.

Even those Sons of Heaven who truly mastered ancient magic were unable to study it thoroughly and could only put forward many vague guesses.

According to these predecessors, the Son of Heaven seemed to be born with a vague feeling and knew how to chant those strange and difficult spells to mobilize the power of the elements.

However, everyone excels at different attributes, and most can only mobilize the power of one element.

Occasionally, someone who can mobilize the power of two attributes will appear, but they will basically die young for some strange reasons and will not have a good end.

In order to rely on the abilities of generations of geniuses to analyze ancient magic, a highly respected old principal even forcibly recorded a few simple spells in a "word-cutting and phonetic notation" method, hoping to bring some help to future generations.

It's probably similar to forcibly pronouncing English words using Shenzhou language.

When he comes, he is Com, when he goes, he is Dog, the kind that says yes when he nods and nods when he shakes his head.

It's the kind that sounds strange to Chinese people but they understand it, and familiar to British people but they don't understand it.

Lu Wenwu tried to understand.

It's completely useless, the pronunciation is too abstract.

The Dimensional Wanderer language mastered by the Sons of Heaven and Earth has already changed its flavor. Now it is repeated in an abstract way with phonetic notation, which is completely irrelevant.

As for recording it and letting others listen to it, and then writing it down and repeating it?

Many times, even if you remember the pronunciation in your mind, it is not so easy to pronounce it. Even if you consciously train, you cannot change it or pronounce it.

The tongue-tickling in Russian and some of the weird pronunciations in some African dialects are things that many people cannot learn even after listening to the audio countless times.

If you really want to remember and be able to say it, then all the staff of Shenzhou would have already scored A in the Mandarin exam.

The language of the Dimension Wanderers is not only difficult to pronounce and syllables due to the lack of special vocal organs, but also involves the use of the mind and soul, making it countless times more difficult than ordinary languages.

The amount of information carried in each syllable is enough to burst an ordinary person's brain. Even simply repeating the syllables is useless. It requires the coordination of soul power and one's own cultivation.

Otherwise, there are so many magic props in the Continent of Gods that can replicate sounds. If everyone has a crystal ball for taking pictures, does that mean all the people in the Continent of Gods can be ancient magicians?

What bullshit!

The seniors are unreliable, it seems I have to rely on myself.

Lu Wenwu muttered to himself, took out his Fire Dragon Staff, restored it to its original three-meter-long size, and held it in his hand.

He raised his wand, imitating Douglas's method of casting spells. Using his mental strength as a guide, he continued to output magic power and slowly began to repeat the "spell" he had memorized earlier.

When he was just a little Karami, he could hardly use the language of the Dimension Wanderers. He could only utter a few words, and it was accompanied by a strong feeling of soul tearing.

Now, he is no longer the Wuxia A'mon, and he is getting better!

Using this ancient language again is naturally no longer a problem.

As syllable after syllable appeared, Douglas suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why did he feel that what Lu Wenwu was chanting was the spell that would cause the scorching sun to collapse?

And it sounds smoother and more standard than your own?

And he didn't sing it, but read it with a certain tone?

But how is this possible?

I have repeated the spell to other deans and vice-deans countless times, but they couldn't even force themselves to memorize it, let alone repeat it.

But what did Tyrannosaurus do?

Douglas suddenly widened his eyes, staring at the scene in disbelief, his mouth wide open!

What did I see!

Lu Wenwu was only reciting the beginning part of the spell when the fire elements between heaven and earth swarmed in, at least ten times faster than the speed at which he had mobilized the elemental power before!

Douglas watched helplessly as Lu Wenwu recited the entire spell fluently, and used less power than him to condense a more powerful Sun of Destruction!

A huge sun as black as ink, with scarlet flames flickering all over its body!

Lu Wenwu waved his staff, and the Sun of Destruction exploded instantly.

A terrifying heat wave swept across, and the dazzling flames almost stung people's eyes and made them cry.

Soon, as the Sealing Divine Stone gradually absorbed the scorching sun, its body, which was almost completely melted, was revealed in front of the two.

On the sacred stone, a row of huge green numbers appeared: 1584!

Douglas: “!!!???”

He was completely stunned.

no? ? ?

ah? ? ?

Seize the young master?

1584???

wdnmd, my cabinet moved, I don’t want to play anymore!

There's something dirty!

Douglas stared at Lu Wenwu as if he was looking at a ghost, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"How on earth did you do that?!" His voice was trembling.

Lu Wenwu looked at his battle results and answered honestly: "I copied it according to your method."

"Keke, your spell pronunciation and pauses are obviously very different from mine."

Douglas was so anxious that he scratched his head and couldn't figure it out.

"And why is the power you unleash so much stronger than mine? Even if I didn't use my full strength, this is still a bit too outrageous! Could it be that you are the legendary Son of Heaven?"

"Well, I'm not sure if I am, but I can understand it."

Lu Wenwu thought about it and explained.

"The spell you chanted is actually a language, a language that combines magic and soul power. I understand this language. I memorized it after hearing it once, so reciting it isn't difficult."

"Also, language can naturally be understood. You can think of it as speaking to the elements of heaven and earth, just like your spell translated into Continental language means..."

After listening to Lu Wenwu's translation, Douglas fell silent.

Md, I am the one who is bootlicking the dog.

Although he was licking the fire element, the old principal still felt that this matter was somewhat disgusting.

The main reason is that this spell is too humble.

Lu Wenwu said, "I don't know why our predecessors didn't write down that ancient magic spells were a special language. Perhaps they knew the facts but didn't know the reasons."

"I don't know if I'm truly a son of heaven, but I do understand the meaning of this language and can perfectly 'speak' it. Perhaps this is the truth behind ancient magic?"

"As for why you actually sing when you chant, while I only 'chant', it's probably because the lyrics are easier to remember, hence the 'chanting' method of chanting?"

"I can understand and repeat it, so just reading it out loud is fine."

To be honest, Douglas was not sure whether Lu Wenwu was the son of heaven.

After all, he is not.

All judgments can only be made based on the description in the magic notebook.

Lu Wenwu perfectly meets every criterion.

Apparently, he is.

Even if he wasn't, since he could cast ancient magic at will, then he was.

Douglas slowly shook his head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Tyrannosaurus, I can't judge this either. Or... could you consider experimenting with the power of the Son of Heaven here? If you can wield ancient magic at will, then you can too."

"That makes sense. I'll give it a try." Lu Wenwu nodded.

After thinking for a moment, he waved his wand and muttered something.

"Wind elements, help me out. I have an urgent matter. Create a force eight gale on that big rock up ahead, mix in some wind blades and stuff, like a blender, and make it more powerful. Is this enough magic power for you? If you can, get started."

In just a moment, Lu Wenwu felt that the magic power he was outputting was cut off by a force, and he received some vague response.

A deep green tornado formed in front of the Sealing Stone without any warning and crashed straight into the boulder.

The violent wind blade rotated at an extremely high speed, and the crisp explosion sound echoed throughout the entire test site for a while.

Douglas' mouth was so wide open that he could almost fit an egg in it.

"It worked! Amazingly, it really worked!" Douglas' eyes lit up and he was instantly ecstatic. "Son of Heaven! You really are the legendary Son of Heaven! Haha! Tyrannosaurus, my dear student, you really are the legendary Son of Heaven!"

"It actually works?" Lu Wenwu was surprised.

This method of trading people is unexpectedly the same as the ancient magic method of casting spells, but one must use the language of the dimensional wanderer to communicate with the "elemental will".

One hand gives the magic power while the other hand does the work.

I test, and I gradually understand everything!

In that case, let’s give it a try.

Lu Wenwu suddenly remembered a very interesting joke he had seen in his previous life. He felt itchy in his heart if he didn't try it out.

"Principal, please step back and put on all your defenses. I have an idea I want to verify." He said.

Douglas was stunned when he heard this.

But he didn't say anything, just retreated obediently, adding a lot of buffs to himself.

Lu Wenwu looked at the Sealing Divine Stone in front of him and took a deep breath.

He supported it with his arms and armpits as if he were holding a spear, and his output of mental and magical power suddenly increased to the extreme, almost half of the total amount he could convert.

Then he thrust his staff forward and shouted, "Brother Fire Elemental! That big black stone tablet up ahead is calling you a fool in a language you don't understand! I'm willing to donate half of my magic power to you. Let's join forces and teach it a lesson!"

Douglas, who was standing at the back, felt that the surroundings suddenly became quiet for a second. The magic power and elemental power accumulated in the entire training ground were cleared out in an instant, and then filled with extremely concentrated restless fire elements in an instant.

A vague force, extremely angry, seemed to have arrived here.

Then, the strongest fire explosion Douglas had ever seen in his life broke out in front of him without any warning.

(End of this chapter)