"Even now, the Martial Arts Will is crucial. On the battlefield, without the Martial Arts Will, when a Demon strikes, the body hurts, it goes numb immediately, and you might even wet your pants. But with the Martial Arts Will, you'll hold strong with a body covered in blood, banging head-on with the Demon, feeling fearless."
"Like Zhou Leng?"
"Yes... Zhou Leng?"
Everyone turned to look at Zhou Leng.
"Hmm?" Everyone widened their eyes, expressing doubt.
Lu Juncai, second in class, sprang up, took a few steps towards Zhou Leng, then instinctively stepped back.
"Did you... train on the battlefield?"
"Zhou Leng's gaze is different, very sharp."
"The aura is different too, clearly that of a seasoned soldier."
"There's a real difference between a veteran and an ordinary person."
"He used to be Zhou Leng, now he should be called Zhou Lengleng," Wei Hong joked.
