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    In the blink of an eye, it¡¯s the end of August, and school has started for more than half a month.  Because this world uses the lunar calendar, the autumn wind is starting to pick up at this time, which is already a little cool.

    "Students, the biggest weakness of us magicians is ourselves. Compared with the strong physique and agile skills of samurai, most magicians' bodies can only be described as weak, let alone those monsters with steel and iron bones.  Mr. Zhang glanced at the students surrounding him and made sure that everyone was listening carefully before continuing: "In addition to the spells that can protect us, distance has become the key to victory for us magicians."  But your enemies also understand this. Opponents who are good at melee combat will find ways to get close to you and attack. And if your opponent is also a magician or hunter who is good at long-range attacks, then when you hit your opponent,  Your opponent can also give you a fatal blow. Faced with these situations, what should you do?"

    "It's very simple, dodge the opponent's attack and then fight back!" A student answered loudly.

    "That's a good answer. In short, it's to move, evade, prioritize your own safety, and then counterattack at the right time. The spells are indeed ever-changing and powerful. But no matter who your opponent is, whether it's a fellow traveler, a warrior, a hunter, or even a demon  No matter what, you should try your best to occupy the distance and position that can best utilize your strength. Even if there are people protecting you, never take it lightly." Mr. Zhang paused, and then said seriously: "You know why hunters are called magicians.  Nemesis? One is because the distance we live in does not pose any obstacle to them, and the other is that hunters are good at camouflage and mobile warfare, so it is difficult for our spells to target them. This method of warfare not only attacks the enemy but also protects ourselves.  , the same applies to us, and this is also the first practical skill I want to teach you today."

    "Everyone has taken a serious look at one of the wind techniques, light feet!" Almost instantly, Mr. Zhang completed a spell.  A breeze lingered around his body, making his body become light and flexible.  Then he paused his feet and ran towards several targets in the corner of the field.  He deliberately slowed down his hands so that the students could clearly see his hand gestures.  At a distance of more than twenty steps from the target, he waved his hands gently, and dozens of faint wind blades shot out.  "The fifth wind technique, pressure cutting!"

    "No! No!" The sound of metal ringing echoed on the practice field.  This is a practice academy provided by the school for students to practice spells or martial arts. The targets here are not ordinary wooden targets, but full-metal human-shaped targets made of special materials, which are very strong and durable.  But even so, the wind blades released by Mr. Zhang still left a corresponding number of marks on the surface of the target. It can be seen that the destructive power of these wind blades has exceeded ordinary levels, and it also illustrates Mr. Zhang's strength!

    "What a condensed wind spirit power!" Mr. Zhang seems to major in wind magic. He is very proficient in the use of wind spiritual power and the composition of spells. In the view of Tie Heng, who is also sensitive to wind spirit power, he  The pressure and cut released are simply wonderful. Only by maximizing every ounce of spiritual power can such a destructive effect be achieved!

    "This Mr. Zhang is stronger than expected!" Tie Heng thought to himself.  "Given that he is strong enough to be promoted to professor, it may be because he is too junior and lacks connections, so he has to start from the bottom!"

    As the teacher of Class A of the first year, Mr. Zhang is only responsible for teaching and guiding students on meditation and the basic knowledge and application of some spells. Compared with other teachers who are responsible for more important courses, he seems a little neglected.  In addition, he always had a smile on his face and could hardly show the dignity of a teacher. Naturally, the students gradually looked down upon him.  But Tie Heng believes that after the scene just now, these knowledgeable students will have a reverse impression of Mr. Zhang!

    "Have you seen it all? This is the most basic casting of spells on the move." Mr. Zhang returned to the original place and asked, pointing to the target not far away.

    "Yes, sir." The students responded in unison.

    Seeing the doubtful expressions on the faces of several of the students with the weakest foundation, Mr. Zhang smiled gently.  "You have just started, and this kind of practical skills is indeed difficult for you. Generally speaking, standing still and casting spells naturally requires concentration, chanting incantations, and mobilizing spiritual power. Once you start moving, you need coordination.  The steps and even the movements of the whole body must be adjusted to the rhythm of breathing to match the chanting of the mantra. This has evolved from the original single-mindedness to multi-tasking in order to complete the casting of a spell."

    Then his tone changed, serious yet encouraging.  "To do this, there is no other way but to lay a good foundation. Whether it is chanting mantras, making seals, or using the spiritual power in the body and between heaven and earth, these are the foundations. As long as the foundation is solid enough, the problems that trouble you will be solved.  It will become trivial. Then, it is practice, combine these basic things, practice, practice, practice. Until one day you find that even if you are running, even if you?Already out of breath, the spells you cast are still as smooth, as fast, and as stable as when you stood still. At that time, you can be considered a small success.  "

    "Sir, what is considered a great success?" A student raised his hand curiously and asked.

    ¡°Did you see that there?¡± Mr. Zhang smiled and pointed to the other corner of the venue.

    The students followed his directions and saw that there was also a shooting range.  However, there are many small takraw balls suspended in the air densely surrounding the target.  These small takraw balls float at different heights. Some are no more than a person's ankle above the ground, while others are floating at a height of one or two feet.  They float slowly and irregularly, sometimes bumping into each other and then drifting in the opposite direction.

    "These small takraw balls can adjust their floating speed through mechanisms, which are used to simulate the chaotic environment on the battlefield. You are among them, avoid them while moving, and complete the casting. Once hit by the small takraw balls, they will stick to your body.  The body, and adding weight, will also add to the hindrance by making you feel a certain amount of pain, just as if you were injured and unable to move well in a real battle. At the end of the day, you will still know clearly  How many times have I been hit in total?¡±

    Finally, Mr. Zhang stared at the strongest among the students.  "If you want to go further, you can go there and practice. All you need to do is hit hundreds of balls without one ball sticking to you. Then sir, I have nothing to teach you in this regard."

    "Sir, does this count as a success? Do we no longer have to worry about hunters' sniping? Do we no longer have to worry about warriors attacking closely? Can we go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds?" The person who asked the question this time was Luo Yao.  He raised his fat palms and asked loudly.

    "Haha!" Mr. Zhang laughed.  "Dacheng? It's easier said than done. The first thing is the courage to face danger. When you face thousands of troops and rain of arrows and guns, you can still keep your face. When the mountains collapse in front of you, you can still calmly recite spells and cast spells. When you use a knife,  With the ax on your side, you can still form seals and seals in an orderly manner and choose the most appropriate spell to protect yourself or attack the enemy. Only then will you be qualified to call yourself a master."

    Mr. Zhang said with a self-deprecating smile.  "It sounds easy to say, but how many people in the world can actually do it?"

    The students were in an uproar, and most of them were talking among themselves.  Some are disapproving, some are looking forward to it, and some are eager to give it a try.  Tie Heng fell into deep thought.  As Mr. Zhang said before, the most difficult part is actually the psychological quality.  Others can be improved through exercises on the training ground, but a qualified warrior must be tempered through the test of blood and fire, which in itself will pay a heavy price

    Mr. Zhang also shook his head, as if he didn¡¯t want to dwell on this topic anymore.  He pressed his hands down to signal the students to be quiet.  Everyone gradually stopped talking, and Mr. Zhang solemnly said: "Students, what you are taught by Mr. are some basic practical skills, not advanced knowledge. Compared with the monster studies, spells and seals courses taught by Professor Li,  Courses such as offensive and defensive theory, weapon making, practical use of precious phantoms and magic weapons seem a bit insignificant in comparison. But sir, I hope you can treat them carefully, practice them carefully, and never ignore them. After all, these practical skills are related to your life and death.  safety."

    "Yes, sir." The students agreed again in unison.  But Mr. Zhang knows very well that there are only a few people who can really listen.  Most of these students pursue learning more advanced spells. They believe that the higher the level of spells they master, the more powerful and powerful they are.  It is not the fault of these students that they have such ridiculous thoughts, because a large number of teachers also think so, and this has almost become a common perception.  For example, the grade of a magician is determined based on the highest level of spells he has mastered.

    "After decades of peace in the South, they have long forgotten that there is no strongest spell in the world, only the strongest magician. No matter how powerful the spell is, if it cannot be cast or hit the target, what is the point? A  If low-level spells are used properly, they can also play a vital role. How can the level of spells be simply used as a criterion!?" Mr. Zhang felt a little heavy, but he couldn't tell the students this.  "They are still too young, and it will be difficult for them to understand it if I tell them now. On the contrary, it will arouse their rebellious psychology. After a few years, I will subtly correct those deep-rooted fallacies for them, and they will understand  Understand my painstaking efforts.¡±

    "Okay, everyone, let's practice! The teacher will guide you one by one. But you must not force it, do it according to your ability, so as not to hurt yourself. Remember, this is just like meditation, it requires years of perseverance to achieve success.  , don¡¯t expect to achieve success overnight.¡± After Mr. Zhang said that, everyone dispersed and each found a target on the training ground to practice.

    Only Tie Heng walked at the back, and could faintly hear Mr. Zhang standing there muttering to himself.  "withoutIn a few years, the Great Shattering is coming What a price their generation will pay!  I can only do my best to teach them well, so that I can live up to my master¡¯s teachings on me Well, starting from next week, I can teach them some of my seniors¡¯ experience in dealing with monsters"

    Tie Heng was startled, stopped suddenly, and looked back at Mr. Zhang.  Mr. Zhang also happened to raise his head, and their eyes met.  Looking at each other from a distance for a while, the two of them seemed to have read each other's thoughts.  Tie Heng stood in awe, turned around and bowed respectfully to him.  In my heart, I pay more and more attention to Mr. Zhang¡¯s courses.

    Mr. Zhang was slightly surprised. When he saw Tie Heng saluting him, he realized what he was doing, clasping his hands and smiling and nodding.  He felt relieved to be recognized by a student.

    There were sneers all around.  Several students didn't know what was going on. When they saw Tie Heng saluting the teacher for no reason, they thought he was trying to flatter him, and they all showed disdain.

    Tie Heng didn¡¯t care about this. Under the contemptuous gazes of these people, he slowly found a corner and moved his hands and feet on his own.

    "It is a good spirit to allow others to misunderstand and ridicule, but not to be moved. Master Feng can accept such a disciple. It is this child's luck, and it is not Master Feng's blessing." Mr. Zhang approved from the bottom of his heart.

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