Seeing these two words, the uproar subsided a little, and a few disappointed sighs came from the ground.
Qin Yongcheng looked at these two words, and his originally bright eyes dimmed.
Are these two words new?
Not fresh, not fresh at all.
He had heard it countless times in the training camp, and he had heard it countless times since he was a child.
If you can't continue studying, use your will. When you are very tired from practicing martial arts, use your will. When your inner strength is calm and your mind is not at ease, use your will. If you are close to losing in battle, use your will...
Will means to hold on one more time, to hold on one more time, especially in difficult situations, there is no way, no one can help you, you can only use your will to do this.
Probably because of his amazing will, most of the adversities were reversed by this trick. The fact that he was able to stand out from a small town, be selected by the Prosecution Bureau, and then go to the training camp is proof of this.
He even relied on this trick to rank among the best in the lower and middle grades. He was on par with Ouyang Zhou and Qu Huan back then. Even though he put in much more effort, he was still at the same height in the end, evening the starting point gap.
It's just... when it came time to test inspiration and practice mystical skills to raise qualifications, no one mentioned will.
Some things are destined by nature and cannot be done by force. Just like arithmetic, which he is very good at, a genius like Lian Quhuan just can't learn it.
In terms of inspiration, God will not give him a way.
It just so happens that this is the most important road in the world today.
Without this road, persistence on other roads will have little meaning.
He often thought, in this case, wouldn't it be better if he had no talent at all in other areas? At least he could be happy and carefree in his youth, which was better than practicing hard every day.
Now mentioning will again? Qin Yongcheng didn't feel hot-blooded, only a little nauseous.
Tang Zhao's voice was very calm. There was no excitement or encouragement from other teachers who mentioned these two words. He said: "The so-called will is a kind of material between emotions and thoughts. It is harder than thoughts and more stable than emotions. It is the most suitable
It supports the magic weapon instead of inspiration. There are many applications besides the magic weapon, and talented people have developed them..."
At this time, Ouyang Zhou suddenly raised his hand and asked impatiently after receiving permission: "What is material? What is stable and hard? Is there any difference between the will you mentioned and the will we understand?"
Tang Zhao pondered for a while and said: "It seems that I can't express myself clearly. Let me start by saying that as far as our Fu Sword Master's understanding is concerned, will is not a subjective word to describe how determined you are. It is an objectively existing material.
Human beings can produce it, extract it, utilize it, and integrate it. If you can’t understand it, that’s okay. Originally, lines are separated by mountains, and you don’t need to understand. I’m only telling you what you need to do.”
"First of all, generate a strong will. You can all do this. Are there any weak people sitting in this classroom?"
"Then integrate your will into the magic weapon of your choice. I will help you and teach you the method, little by little. After a period of time, when the will and the magic weapon are properly integrated, you will all get your own exclusive magic weapon.
This magical weapon belongs entirely to me and will not betray you when you are mentally exhausted and your will is weak. It will listen to your words like an arm and a finger until this will dissipates."
Everyone was dazzled and dazzled when they heard this. They felt that their views were overturned and they were at a loss for the moment.
Even Wen Caifei, who had been staring at Tang Zhao, was a little confused. Before he could raise his hand, he stammered: "Is it possible to do this... break away from the shackles of inspiration and directly use the magic weapon as you like? Every time
Anyone can do it? Regardless of talent level?"
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "Of course. How can a magic weapon be such an inconvenient thing?"
He had said this when he gave a speech at the Fuhui. At that time, it was just an idea. He had just proposed using will instead of inspiration to master the magic weapon. He had no confidence at all, so his tone was just a test. But after nearly a year of exploration and research, he
Take a practical step to at least say this with certainty in front of these young people.
Of course, he only has a set of theories and methods now. He has only tried experiments on himself and has not extended them to others. The main reason is that there are not enough experimental subjects.
There is no point in letting the students try it with him.
This experiment has nothing to do with the body and is beneficial to the students without any harm. It can be regarded as a win-win situation.
If he can help these students complete their own willpower devices, his research will be considered a preliminary success.
One step closer to his inner wish of "bringing surgical instruments into thousands of households".
He said this now with a somewhat loud tone, but how could he know that two months later, he would not be able to say this to the world in an upright and upright manner?
At that time, he could still say something he heard from Mr. Chen and always thought was cool:
"This is just a small step for my personal research, but it is a giant step for mankind."
After he finished speaking, the classroom became completely quiet.
All eyes were gathered here. There was excitement, shock, doubt and longing in the eyes. The most shocking and disbelieving thing was that he did say something in a calm tone that shook the worldview of these young people.
And young people of this age love and admire this kind of shock the most.
one two three……
There were more people paying attention to what he said than just now.
In the corner of the corner, the young men who lacked interest and were even lying on the table and fell asleep suddenly raised their heads and stared at him together, as if staring at a beam of light in the darkness.
Tang Zhao continued: "Choose magic weapons, cultivate tacit understanding, and learn skills. This is our two-month course. If you are willing to follow, follow my course. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. This is just an additional class. I allow you to
I rest in class to make up for the sleep I lack in my usual classes. But I can’t snore and disturb other people. Speaking of which, everyone has a foundation of internal strength. If you practice internal strength well, you won’t snore, right? Then we don’t
I’m troubled.”
He glanced around and saw that no one was sleeping in the classroom.
The introduction of this course has been successful so far.
"In today's indoor class, we are not in a hurry to go out and practice. Let's talk about some simple techniques for using the magic weapon. It is not only used on the one-yuan heavy magic weapon, it will also be useful in the future."
After that, he directly took out a standard wooden sword heavy magic weapon and started to talk about the techniques of exploding the energy in the magic weapon.
When it comes to the use of magical weapons, no one in the world can compare with the Fu Sword Master. Although warriors also use magical weapons, it is not so easy to obtain good magical weapons. Secondly, they are somewhat arrogant, thinking that the magical weapons are things outside the body, and they themselves are the master.
The most trustworthy. And a Talisman Sword Master’s self-protection is all about making and using magic weapons, so why not study them all? Basically every Talisman Sword Master has his own experience, and every sect has a systematic technique.
.Tang Zhao is a leader among the Talisman Sword Masters, so he is naturally proficient in this art.
For most of the remaining hour, Tang Zhao taught the skills he had learned one by one. His eloquence is getting better and better now, and he can intersperse small humor with his eloquent words to attract people, although he may not be as good as the veteran teacher. Having rich experience is better than having enough reserves. You can perform smoothly in a class, and all the students will still have something to say until the end of the get out of class.
"Ring-ling——"
The bell rang. Tang Zhao put away the magic tools and other teaching aids and said, "Okay, that's it for today. The next outdoor class will be in the morning five days later. I'll wait for you at the No. 2 school yard."
There was a burst of lamentation below, and someone murmured: "Five more days? Why does it take so long for classes to start?"
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "By the way, I will also teach you the basics of Xuan Gong tomorrow. It will be on the first day of school in the morning." Seeing everyone's surprise, he felt slightly proud, knowing that he had been recognized by the students.
"My office is in the teaching building next to it. I am there every afternoon. If anyone has doubts and wants to chat with me, you are welcome at any time. I am willing to chat with you more, whether it is in the capacity of teaching or
As a peer." He said and placed an owl doll on the stage.
"If someone is afraid of meeting other people, you can make an appointment. Write a note and put it in the Gugu doll's mouth, write your name and the appointment time, and then I will know. Then I will clear out the other people and only be with you.
We can talk freely in private. If you have any other comments or suggestions, you can write a note directly. Anonymous is also fine."
Tang Zhao's own symbol was light, which was not easy to make into a doll, so he borrowed Sister Xue's symbol. Anyway, the owl was also displayed in Baiyu Shenghui's shop at that time, and now there are still dolls left over from the sword-making conference and entertainment fair for sale.
The owl is soft and fluffy, and has two big eyes. It is very cute. Many teenagers and girls present stared at the doll with their eyes shining.
Putting down the owl, Tang Zhao ordered: "get out of class is over." He turned and walked out of the door.
At this moment, he was relatively satisfied. Although he had never worried about suppressing these young girls who were rare even among Sanren people, the fact that he controlled the course of a class without relying on force to suppress it and without many people showing off in front of them also showed that he
Is capable of teaching.
Although he will not be a teacher for a long time, since he is doing it now, he must do his best. If he can positively influence as many young people as possible in his short teaching career, that will be something to be proud of.
thing.
"Teaching -"
A young voice came from behind.
Tang Zhao turned around and saw a young man with a big head running towards him.
It's Qin Yongcheng.
As expected.
Tang Zhao was not surprised when he saw him. He smiled and said, "Classmate Qin, what's wrong?"
Qin Yongcheng arrived in front of him, hesitated slightly, and said first: "I was rude to you on the road that day..."
Tang Zhao waved his hand and said: "Don't mention this. I was just about to ask you to keep it a secret for me."
Qin Yongcheng said "Ah?", and Tang Zhao lowered his voice and said: "Jiaoyu and the students almost got into a fight over a trivial matter outside. It's just Jiaoyu, right? Don't tell others. I'll give you whatever you want to eat later.
Get some and use it as hush money."
Qin Yongcheng said "Oh", and the tension eased a little. He didn't even eat after class, so he came here to find Tang Zhao. Of course, it wasn't because of the previous trivial matter. He gritted his teeth and asked: "Jiaoyu, you said your inspiration is low.
Is it true that people of all ages can also use heavy magic weapons?"
Tang Zhao said: "Of course." His goal is that everyone can use heavy magic weapons, but it's just not possible yet.
Qin Yongcheng said: "People with low inspiration can use magic weapons, so... can people with low inspiration become swordsmen?"