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Chapter 327 Fire Element You Big *@.jpg
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 if we are not born with powerful strength, we rely on our own practice. Generation after generation of magicians and other practitioners have finally established our position as the overlord of the world.

Status is achieved through strength.

Ancient magic.
Douglas felt bitter 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 we get to the present time, the fewer Sons of Heaven appear in number, 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 have the same functions with the knowledge possessed by magicians today.

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 perfect the manuscript that had been passed down among successive headmasters, 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 in reality.

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 meditation.

"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 props and handed it over.

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

"Before lights go out, you can try and read as you please, but don't force yourself. Many of the assumptions here are just unverified assumptions. I am not being 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 dimensional 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 at 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 knowledge from professors. Perhaps this was the difference between ancient dragons and 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 a number of vague guesses.

According to these predecessors, the Son of Heaven seemed to be born with a vague sense of 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, there would appear someone who could mobilize the power of two attributes, but they would basically die young for some strange reasons and would not have a good end.

In order to rely on the abilities of generations of geniuses to analyze ancient magic, an old and highly respected 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 dialect.

When he comes, he is Com, when he goes, he is Dog, the kind that nods and says Yes, and shakes his head and says No.

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 and the pronunciation is too abstract.

The language of the Dimension Wanderers mastered by the Sons of Heaven and the Sons of Earth has already changed, and now it is repeated in an abstract way with phonetic notation, which is completely unrelated.

As for recording it and letting others listen to it, and 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 conscious training cannot change it or make it pronounced.

The tongue rolling in Russian and some strange 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 scored first place in the Mandarin exam, right?
The language of the Dimension Wanderers is not only difficult to pronounce and the syllables are awkward because humans do not have special vocal organs, but it 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. 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, could it be possible that all of them are ancient magicians?

What a bullshit!

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

Lu Wenwu muttered something in his mind, 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 like Douglas, using his mental strength as a guide to continuously output magic power, and slowly began to repeat the "spell" he had memorized earlier.

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

Today, he is no longer the Wuxia A'mon, and things are getting better!

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

As syllable after syllable appeared, Douglas on the side 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 how could Tyrannosaurus...what!? Douglas suddenly widened his eyes, staring at the scene in front of him 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 had already 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 it!
Lu Wenwu waved his staff, and the Sun of Destruction exploded instantly.

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

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

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

Douglas: “!!!???”

He was immediately confused.

no? ? ?

Ah? ? ?
Take less?

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 own results and answered honestly, "I copied it according to your method."

"Coco, your spell pronunciation and pause placement 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 exerted so much stronger than mine? Even if I didn't exert my full strength, your power is still too outrageous! Could it be that you are the legendary Son of Heaven?"

"Well, I don't know 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 is used in conjunction with magic and soul power. I understand this language. I remembered it after listening to it once. It is not difficult to speak it out."

"Moreover, the language can naturally be understood. You can think of it as speaking to the elements of heaven and earth. For example, the meaning of your spell translated into the mainland language is..."

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

Damn, I am the one who is bootlicking.

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

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 the ancient magic spells were a special language. Maybe they knew the facts but didn't know the reasons."

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

"As for why you actually sing when you chant, but I just 'chant', it's probably because the lyrics are easier to remember, so there is this way of chanting called '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 meets every criterion perfectly.

Apparently, he is.

Even if he isn't, since he can perform ancient magic at will, then he is.

Douglas shook his head slowly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Tyrannosaurus, I can't judge this matter either. Or... you can consider experimenting with the power of the Son of Heaven here? If you can use ancient magic at will, then you can do it 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 an eight-level gale on the big rock in front. Mix in some wind blades and make it like a blender. Make it more powerful. Is this enough 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 fast 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 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 with others turned out to be the same as the ancient magic method, except that one must use the language of dimensional wanderers 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 would feel itchy inside 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, and stacked up all the buffs on himself.

Lu Wenwu looked at the sealed divine stone in front of him and took a deep breath.

He supported it with his arms and armpits as if he was 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 the staff in his hand forward and said loudly: "Brother Fire Element! That big black stone tablet in front of you is calling you a big fool in a language you can't understand! I am willing to sponsor you half of my magic power, and we brothers will join forces to 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 concentrated in the entire training ground were emptied in an instant, and then instantly filled with extremely concentrated restless fire elements.

A vague force that was 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)