Talent doesn't equate to strength. It is merely a possibility, an advantage. For anyone hoping to stand at the pinnacle of their profession, talent is a necessity, but personal effort is just as crucial. And these are only the most basic elements. The path of growth is fraught with uncertainty.
Only seven or eight of the so-called geniuses were enjoying food in the camp. Yu Fei remembered the announcement on the metal door stating he was the seventeenth to arrive, and he had no idea where the others were.
He glanced around and saw four dazzling silver gems. The rest were all red. Among them were two at the third realm, and he wondered how they had managed to pass.
Ren Feng enthusiastically pulled Yu Fei around, introducing him to every student. Some welcomed him with a smile, while others looked on with disdain.
Every genius had their own personality.
"This is Zhigang! He was born with Divine Power…"
"Mmm… Hello. Want a bite?"
Zhuge Zhigang offered him his roasted leg.
