After hearing Gan Jin's contemptuous words, Leighton immediately burst into laughter, which invisibly relieved Bolun's cold and harsh temper.
"Sir, if you think that luck is not an ability, you are totally wrong!"
"The Mysterious Domain can not only be classified into the six major categories of the heroic spirit ability spectrum, it can even be said to be the most important category."
Layton said as he led everyone past the training ground.
"Genius is 1% talent plus 99% sweat, but most people never have that 1% talent from birth to death. This is the difference in luck."
When the Chinese monks heard Leighton's subversive remarks, they didn't agree with it in their hearts.
Tang Qiuling almost had no patience to listen to the nonsense of this gringo who was as strong as a bear.
But Layton became more and more proud the more he talked: "In order to explore the mysterious realm, our Heroic Spirits Association even recognized the luck value as a real value, and initially divided it into 1 to 5."
"Look, that child who just joined the Academy of Heroes is born with luck that other children don't have. Although the value is only 1, it has already made him stand out in the training of several major categories of ability spectrum."
Everyone followed Layton's gaze and saw a child with light blond hair and blue eyes who was undergoing elementary flame control training like other noble children.
Other children have to practice hundreds of times before they have a chance to successfully activate a small fireball.
But the kid with 1 point of luck that Layton mentioned could successfully activate a small fireball only about thirty times.
Gan Jin and other Chinese monks were slightly stunned. Is talent really the same as luck?
But with only this child as an example, it doesn't seem to be convincing enough.
Leiton could also see that these Chinese monks were not convinced by his statement, but he just smiled slightly and said nothing.
"Dear Mr. Wuhenzi, what do you think of these heroic students we have trained?"
"So-so."
Naturally, Wuhenzi didn't think there was anything outstanding about these foreign children's childish exercises.
Although compared to China where magic has completely withered now, it is much stronger.
After all, there is no cultivation sect in China that can train a group of children to practice on a large scale.
This also proves that the maturity of the heroic spirit system has surpassed that of Chinese Taoism.
Wuhenzi couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he thought of this.
When Leiton saw that Wuhenzi was disdainful of the students practicing at the junior training ground, he looked at Bolen, who had always had a sullen expression, and then smiled at Wuhenzi and said, "Then please Mr. Wuhenzi come in with me.
In the advanced training ground, the power of heroic spirits being trained by the students there must be able to penetrate your eyes."
Wuhenzi narrowed his eyes slightly and expressed that he had no objection, and Leiton led the way.
Soon, the group arrived at the advanced training ground in the core area of the academy.
This vast open-air high-level training ground is surrounded by multiple protective nets and power grids, and there are very eye-catching red warning words at the entrance.
The general idea is that it is a high-risk area and should not be approached by idlers.
From time to time, rumbling sounds like thunder or other strange explosions were heard from within the protective net.
Hearing these sounds, the expressions of Gan Lin and other Chinese monks changed slightly.
There seemed to be many people inside casting powerful spells.
Could it be that the Yingling Academy has trained a group of powerful master students in a short period of time?
With a sense of surprise, everyone followed Leighton through the entrance corridor and finally saw the situation of this high-end training ground.
As expected, there are young European and American people with extraordinary aura training with all their strength on the field. Almost everyone has different training abilities.
Tang Qiuling, Chu Qingqiu and Yaoyao Qinqin glanced over and saw someone on the field controlling a huge thunder ball, and someone was activating fireballs to hit the iron pillar, melting the entire iron pillar in an instant.
Others were completely wrapped in a cloud of water vapor, and then flew away with the help of the water vapor.
Others include condensing ice guns, using both hands to create ion shields, one person controlling a dozen firearms with different firepowers, making a knife with one hand and fighting another person in close combat with magnetic cutting, etc.
Except for Tang Qiuling and Wuhenzi, the other Chinese monks were all dumbfounded.
None of them expected that the heroic spirit would lie dormant for thousands of years, and once it appeared, it would quickly cultivate so many powerful heroic warriors! It seems that the heroic spirit would say that its research on the power of heroic spirits is fully mature, and it is not bragging to them Chinese practitioners.
Gan Jin saw that almost every heroic warrior on the field was stronger than him, and the arrogance he felt just now was gone.
The other Chinese cultivators also looked at each other, and many of them smiled bitterly.
They had all practiced hard in seclusion for many years before they managed to reach the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage. This was enough for them to stand at the top of the Chinese cultivation world. Now, compared with the European Heroic Spirits Association, it is simply a joke.
Chinese magic seems to be completely behind the Western cultivation system.
At this moment, even Wuhenzi had to admit that the Heroic Spirit system was completely superior to the Chinese cultivation system. In this way, he could rest assured that future generations would stay in the Heroic Spirit Academy to practice.
"Mr. Wuhenzi, how are you doing?"
A look of pride flashed across Layton's face.
Wuhenzi coughed and said: "It seems that the Western cultivation system does have many advantages compared to our Chinese Taoism."
When Layton heard this, he felt comfortable and at the same time, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
The old man finally let go of his pride.
At this moment, a cold voice came into Leighton's ears, causing Leighton's smile to disappear immediately: "How can this kind of cultivation system that is eager for quick success and instant benefits compare with our Chinese Taoism?"
This sentence is exactly what Tang Qiuling said.
She saw that every Chinese monk, including Bai Xiangu, had their confidence shattered after seeing the high-level training ground, and looked dejected. Wu Henzi, who is a real person in Hedao, also admitted in disguise that the heroic spirit training system was superior.
How could Tang Qiuling endure this?
As soon as Tang Qiuling said these words, the hearts of all Chinese practitioners jumped suddenly.
A little girl who has just glimpsed the world dares to talk so shamelessly here, is she going to die?
Sure enough, the expressions of Layton and Bolen immediately darkened.
Gan Jin glared at Tang Qiuling fiercely, suggesting that Tang Qiuling should apologize quickly.
But Tang Qiuling held her head high and looked into Leighton's beastly eyes, with no intention of apologizing.
The patience of Blood Duke Bolen finally ran out at this moment.
Seeing Tang Qiuling's fair neck, Bolen could already imagine the way this little Chinese girl's blood vessels would look like when he bit her open.
"The heroic spirits will provide you, the weak Chinese monks, with the opportunity to change your destiny. How dare you look down on the power of the heroic spirits?"
Bolen's words were very serious. The word "weak" in his words sounded very harsh to the ears of the Chinese monks, but their faces were so hot that they could not refute it at all.
