Chapter 351 The Price of Becoming Strong
Jiang Ming stood on the podium, looked at the excited students in the audience, and gave them the choice.
Mainly because he has never been a teacher himself, so he suddenly took a class and was not prepared for it. And according to teacher Zhou Yi, this class is here to satisfy students' wishes, and there is no need to say anything serious.
If we really want to talk seriously, the time in this class is really not enough for Jiang Ming.
After hearing Jiang Ming's words, most of the students were still thinking, but one student had already raised his hand.
"Say."
"Senior Jiang Ming, why are you so strong?! You can reach the Soul Saint cultivation level at the age of twenty. How did you do it?"
This The students' faces were filled with excitement and anticipation.
As a soul master, I am naturally very curious about the cultivation process of strong men, and I also want to see if I can achieve greater results by following the cultivation methods of strong men.
This is human nature, just like many people like to listen to those successful big bosses telling their successful experiences, and they wonder if they can learn a little bit.
"Why am I so strong? This question"
Jiang Ming blinked, not knowing how to answer.
After hesitating for a while, Jiang Mingcai slowly said:
“Let’s put it this way, the path of a strong man is built with 99% sweat and 1% talent. If you want to become stronger, you have to spend more time and work harder than others!"
Jiang Ming paraphrased the words of Mr. Ai. Although he only said the previous sentence, it was Under the current situation, the previous sentence is more suitable for these students who still have great expectations.
As for the last sentence.
The one percent of talent is more important than the ninety-nine percent of hard work. This is a bit too shocking to say.
“An ancestor of our Shrek Academy once said that there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters!”
Jiang Ming said solemnly.
Zhou Yi, who was listening to Jiang Ming's lecture in a seat nearby, nodded slightly.
But the next moment, Jiang Ming suddenly changed the subject and said:
“But if the martial spirit is really too weak, it will be difficult to stand up without a chance.”
This is the truth.
The martial spirit is not strong enough, and the possibility of becoming a strong person is really pitiful.
Especially those soul masters whose innate soul power is directly reduced to zero as soon as they awaken their martial souls. No, they cannot be called soul masters, they are ordinary people.
No matter how hard Zero tried, it was all in vain.
Unless you encounter an unexpected opportunity and turn zero into zero point one, then there is only a small chance of hope.
"But since you can enter Shrek Academy, it means that your martial arts are not bad. In this case, you can refer to the previous sentence, practice hard and improve yourself."
"Of course, you can't go in random directions. If you encounter problems in cultivation, tell Teacher Zhou Yi immediately and don't mess around."
"As for what you said about me when I was twenty years old After cultivating to the Soul Saint level, to be honest, this really has a lot to do with talent.”
"I'm not trying to discourage you, it's just the fact. I believe you can also feel that when you are practicing, your cultivation speed is slower than that of other students who are more talented than you. There is nothing you can do about it."
"Talent, it is very difficult to change, but if people with high talent slack off, they will be caught up by people with weaker talent."
"Of course, if someone has high talent and works hard, then We have to fight for opportunities.”
“It’s actually an opportunity for you to go to Shrek.”
Actually, Jiang Ming doesn’t want to talk about these, or his cultivation experience. Not much reference value.
From the moment he awakened his martial soul, he was basically cheating.
The elves were able to assist him in his cultivation, so that when other students entered Shrek, they were only at the second level, or even the first level. But he was distracted and half-baked in learning soul tools, and still enrolled in the Third Ring School.
Later on, his cultivation speed was basically three times or more that of a soul master of the same level.
This.
You have to say hard work, he really worked hard. When he entered Shrek Academy, he scored better than anyone else in the class.
But even others, like him, rolled up.
His cultivation speed alone is more than three times that of others. Even if others are trapped to death, they cannot catch him.
This is the huge gap caused by talent with the same efforts.
There is a saying that may be very realistic.
If I have talent, but I can't be better than someone without talent, then what do I need this talent for?
Except for a very small number of talented people in the world who are wasting themselves and turning themselves into Zhongyong, almost everyone else will work harder than ordinary people.
"So, take classes well, listen more, think more, do more, and enrich yourself."
It was as if he had not said this. Jiang Ming also knew that most of the students in front of him They probably won't even listen.
But it doesn’t matter, as for words, they are meant for those who can listen.
As long as one person listens, then the words are not in vain.
"But, Senior Jiang Ming, I also want to be as strong as you!"
The student who just asked the question continued.
He is very stubborn and cannot listen to the truth. He just wants to become as strong as Jiang Ming.
In fact, this is also the idea of most students, or even the idea of most people.
Don’t talk nonsense to me, I just want to become stronger! Just tell me how you become stronger!
Very realistic.
“Seriously?”
Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at the student with a smile.
“Yeah!”
He nodded heavily.
"Okay, let me test how strong your determination to become stronger is."
Jiang Ming raised his eyes slightly and slowly stretched out his hand.
The next moment, the eyes of this student who wanted to become stronger suddenly widened, and then he fell on the desk with a face full of pain.
"Ah!!" He roared in pain, veins popped up on his forehead, and his face was ferocious, startling the students sitting next to him.
"Jiang Ming!"
Seeing this situation, Zhou Yi stood up quickly, trying to make Jiang Ming stop.
"Teacher Zhou, don't worry, it won't hurt him."
Jiang Ming said with a smile.
Immediately, his outstretched fingers bent slightly.
The student's body suddenly began to convulse, and the pain continued and even intensified!
Looking at the student's painful look, Jiang Ming showed no expression and said slowly:
"Do you feel the pain? You said you want to become as strong as me, You want to learn how to become stronger. Well, this is a level that you have to pass.”
“The pain you are experiencing now is more severe than what I endured when I was younger than you. Several times, now tell me, do you still want to learn how to become stronger?"
Hearing this, the convulsing student did not respond.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
"And I have to tell you a cruel fact. Even if you can bear this kind of pain, you may gain nothing in the end, or even die miserably."
Jiang Ming's The tone gradually turned cold.
This kid has a strong desire to become stronger, but he is a bit too ambitious.
Become as strong as him
To be honest, even Jiang Ming himself doesn't want to do it all over again. That is real, and it is not a pain that ordinary people can bear.
Looking at the miserable look of the student who asked the question, the faces of other students in the classroom became a little panicked.
Just asking a question, is it so miserable?
"Zhou, Teacher Zhou, Zhou Sichen seems to be unable to hold on any longer!"
"Teacher Zhou, this"
When the students looked at Jiang Ming, their admiration gradually decreased and they became a little scared and frightened.
Jiang Ming has seen this look often.
Zhou Yi looked at Jiang Ming, hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head.
She knows her student quite well, and he is not the kind of person who messes around.
“Now, open your mouth and tell me, do you still want to become as strong as me?”
Jiang Ming flipped his wrist, and his tyrannical soul power directly lifted Zhou Sichen up, making him float in mid-air.
"Me, me."
"Straighten your tongue!"
Jiang Ming shouted loudly, startling the other students in the classroom.
“I want to!”
Zhou Sichen roared loudly with all his strength while enduring intense pain.
Zhou Sixen is a student of the same class as Huo Yuhao, and his relationship with Huo Yuhao is not bad.
In the last Continental Soul Master Elite Competition, Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, and Xiao Xiao, as their classmates in the same grade, became Shrek's reserve team.
It is impossible to say that he has no thoughts in his heart.
However, in the reserve team selection held by Xuan Lao, they did not make it to the end.
What can be done?
Not strong enough!
There is a saying that touches my heart: I don’t want my friends to live poorly, but I also don’t want my friends to live better than me.
Many people have this mentality.
But I am not strong enough, what can I do?
The gap has widened!
"Well, Zhou Sichen, right? You are a good boy."
As he said that, Jiang Ming lowered his wrist and lowered Zhou Sichen from the sky. He looked at the other students in the classroom and said in a deep voice:
"You see, the first step to becoming stronger is to have a strong heart! If you can't bear some pain, then becoming stronger is nonsense. . ”
“Everyone can walk on a smooth road, and you can’t become a strong person if you have smooth sailing. Of course, if you encounter a very comfortable opportunity, just pretend that I didn’t tell you.”
"Who else wants to become as strong as me? There is still time in this class."
Jiang Ming's eyes swept across the students in the classroom.
Zhou Sichen was already lying on the desk, panting, and it was difficult to even sit up straight.
“I’ll do it!”
A student next to Zhou Sichen suddenly raised his hand.
His name is Cao Jinxuan, and he and Zhou Sichen are very good friends.
"Yes, are there any more?"
A few hands were raised in the classroom, and most of the students were discouraged when they saw Zhou Sichen's look.
If it is helpful for cultivation, they may try this kind of pain, or force it like during military training.
Otherwise, there is no point in making yourself suffer, and they are not sick.
But, is there really no benefit?
Zhou Sichen felt the stronger soul power in his body and the dredged meridians. Although he was lying on the table, his face was full of surprises, but this surprise Expressions cannot be seen by other students.
(End of this chapter)