will.
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 reading, use your will. When you are tired from practicing martial arts, use your will. The inner strength is calm and the mind is not idle, use will. If you are close to losing the battle chess, use your will...
Will means to hold on one more time, to hold on one more time, especially in a difficult situation, 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 adversities were actually reversed with this move. Being able to stand out from a small town and be selected by the district inspection department and then go to the training camp is proof.
He even relied on this move 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 and evened the 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 forced upon you. Just like arithmetic, which he was very good at, even a genius like Qu Huan couldn'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.
Are you talking about will now? Qin Yongcheng didn't feel warm-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. People come into being, and they can be extracted, utilized, and integrated. If you can’t understand it, that’s okay. Originally, lines are separated by mountains, and you don’t need to understand. I only say what you need to do.”
"First, 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, and will listen to your words like an arm and a finger until this will dissipates."
Everyone was dazzled when they heard it, and 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 said this when he gave a speech at the Fuhui. It was just an idea at the time. I had just proposed using will instead of inspiration to master the magic weapon. I had no confidence at all, so my tone was just a test. But after nearly a year of exploration and research, he took a step forward in practice and could 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 it on himself and has not extended it 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 does no harm to the students. 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.
He is one step closer to his dream of "bringing magic weapons into thousands of households".
He said this now, somewhat loudly, but how could he know that two months later, he would not be able to say this to the world in an upright manner?
At that time, he could still say something he heard from Mr. Chen and always thought was very 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 silent.
All eyes are focused here. There is 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 these young people's worldview.
And young people of this age love and admire this kind of shock the most.
one two three……
More people were paying attention to what he said than just now.
In the nook and cranny, the young men who lacked interest and were even lying on the table soundly 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.
"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 will not only be used on the one-yuan heavy magic weapon, it will also be useful in the future."
After that, he directly took out a standard heavy wooden sword weapon and began to talk about the techniques of exploding the energy in the weapon.
When it comes to using magic weapons, no one in the world can compare to a Talisman Sword Master. Although warriors also use magical weapons, it is not easy to obtain good magical weapons. Secondly, they are somewhat arrogant. They think that magical weapons are external objects and that they themselves are the most trustworthy. As for the Talisman Sword Master, all his self-protection efforts are devoted to making and using magic weapons, so why not devote all his energy to research? Basically every Talisman sword master has his own experience, and every sect has its own systematic techniques. Tang Zhao is a leader among Fu 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 humors with his eloquent words to attract people. Although he may not be as experienced as an experienced teacher with many years of experience, he has enough reserves. He can speak fluently in a class until the end of get out of class. The students were still unsatisfied.
"Ringling——"
The bell rang. Tang Zhao put away the magic tools and other teaching aids and said, "Okay, that's it for today. Next outdoor class. Five days later in the morning. I'll wait for you at the No. 2 school yard."
There was a sigh of relief below, and someone murmured: "Five more days? Why does it take so long for classes to begin?"
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "By the way, I will also teach you the basics of Xuan Gong tomorrow. School day one 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 as a teaching or as a teacher. As peers." 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. At that time, 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 just write a note. Anonymous is also fine."
Tang Zhao’s own symbol is light, which is not easy to make into a doll.
He borrowed Senior Sister Xue's logo. Anyway, the owl will be placed in Bai Yushenghui's shop at that time, and now there are still dolls left over from the sword-making conference and entertainment 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, now that he is doing it, he must do his best. If I can positively influence as many young people as possible in my short teaching career, that is something to be proud of.
"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?"
When Qin Yongcheng arrived in front of him, he 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 about to ask you to keep it a secret for me."
Qin Yongcheng said "Huh?", and Tang Zhao lowered his voice and said: "Jiaoyu and the students almost got into a fight over a trivial matter outside. No matter how you look at it, it's 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, "Teaching Yu, you said your inspiration is low." Is it true that people of this age can also use heavy magic weapons?"
Tang Zhao said: "Of course." His goal is for everyone to be able to 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?"
