The next day, the bright sun shone on the earth, and the long-dormant Star Garden was once again jubilant, and many children chased and frolicked everywhere.

Under the shade of a tree, several children sat casually, rummaging through a small notebook in their hands, but it was Da Lang and them, and the small notebook was the curriculum they had received from Xiong Rende, with the arrangements for this year.

"Wow, big brother, there are a lot of courses this year!" Saburo casually rummaged through the textbook and couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, even the cultivation time has been shortened!"

"Hey, you say, what are you learning in this Tactics Class and Cultivation Principles Course?" asked Ersanling Lang as he looked at the curriculum.

"And what do you learn in this miscellaneous class?" Sanhachihiro thought about it sideways, and complained alone: "Miscellaneous learning, what a bad name......"

"Hmm...... The course on tactics is supposed to teach us how to fight, and the course on the principles of cultivation is supposed to teach us how to cultivate. Da Lang frowned and said uncertainly, "As for the miscellaneous class, I don't know what to study." ”

"Wow! There is still a soul cultivation class this year! we can learn the method of soul cultivation!" everyone was still thinking about it, and Shichiro suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Really?" Erlang was surprised when he heard this, and hurriedly flipped back a few pages, and the three big words "Soul Cultivation Course" appeared in the column, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "Really! History, Geography, and Moral Cultivation are all gone, and there are strategy courses, soul cultivation courses, and elective courses!"

"Then we can practice the Soul Cultivation Method this year!" the eldest sister also said happily.

"However, our soul power can't be mobilized yet, will we not be able to cultivate at that time?" On the side, Si Wu Ling Lang said with a little worry while being delighted.

"Forehead ......"

As soon as these words came out, it was like giving Erlang a slap in the face, and the joy suddenly plummeted.

"Don't worry, since the family study has arranged classes, it must be able to cultivate, otherwise what should we do?" Seeing this, Da Lang opened his mouth and comforted.

"Oh, too. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the case, Erlang and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and their mood rose again.

"Then what are these strategy courses and elective courses to learn?" Without this worry, Si Wu Linglang continued to look at the class schedule and couldn't help but ask.

"Stupid!" Without waiting for others to speak, Ichihachiro suddenly slapped himself and shouted.

Da Lang and the others looked at Ichihachiro one after another, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Wouldn't we just go and look at the textbooks for these classes and know what we're learning?"

"That's right. ”

Hearing this, everyone suddenly couldn't help but pat their heads in annoyance, how could they not think of such a simple thing?

"I don't know if the new book has been sent out. The eldest sister said uncertainly.

"Just look at it, let's go!".

Everyone greeted and ran towards the Taiji Palace.

"Hello big brother!"

"Hello big brother!"

......

Along the way, from time to time, people greeted Da Lang. Since last year's measurement, Erlang and other powerful people have become famous, especially Dalang, whose name is already well known among children.

Whenever someone greets him, Dalang will return the gift kindly.

"Tut-tut......"

Seeing this, Erlang and the others kept shaking their heads, both joking and envious.

Stepping into the Taiji Hall, in the front desk, Xiong Rende was still in a pretended sleep, looking extremely mediocre.

"The disciple has seen the benevolent seniors. ”

Da Lang and the others were no longer surprised by this, and they bowed to Xiong Rende very fairly.

Xiong Rende didn't even raise his eyelids, nodded faintly, and then stopped moving.

Da Lang didn't think about it, and walked inside by himself.

There was still some distance from the classroom, and they had already heard the noisy frolicking in the classroom, which seemed quite lively, and it was obvious that there were many people there.

Saburo walked to his box, took off the jade plaque on his waist and opened the door, the original books had been moved back home, the original empty box was neatly placed with a thick stack of new books, and there was a new set of samurai clothes in the innermost.

"So many!" Reaching out and taking out a large stack of books, Saburo couldn't help but sigh again.

"Let's go, go in and have a look. When Ichihachiro and them gathered, Da Lang took the lead into the classroom with a large stack of books.

Erlang and the others had no disagreement, and followed Da Lang in.

As soon as the group entered the classroom, there was a sudden silence in the classroom, and the children, who were either discussing or fighting, noticed that someone was entering, and stopped and cast their eyes on the visitor.

Seeing that it was Da Lang, they all nodded and said hello, then they each withdrew their eyes and continued to discuss and frolic.

With a gentle smile on his face, Da Lang nodded in return, and then walked straight to his seat.

In the crowd, one person looked past Da Lang and swept towards Erlang behind him, with a provocative look on his face.

Erlang and Saburo suddenly felt strange, raised their eyebrows, looked up, and their eyes were opposite.

In an instant, San Lang had already recognized this person, his name was Liuwuyi Lang, and he was one of the few people who had stepped into the general realm in the physical cultivation realm last year.

"Hmph~" made a slight exchange of eyes in private, Erlang and they snorted lightly, and Qi Qi replied with a provocative look, seeing that Da Lang moved, he no longer paid attention to Liuyi Lang, and followed Da Lang with the book.

Because there was no class in the morning, there were a lot of empty seats in the classroom, so they didn't have to go back to their seats, so they sat down on a few empty seats in the back row of Da Lang, opened a new book at random, and looked at it curiously.

"Huh, why don't there be textbooks for elective courses?" The eldest sister checked, except for the soul cultivation course, the textbooks for other courses are there, but there are no textbooks for elective courses.

"Really. The seventeenth sister followed and looked through it, and saw that there were indeed no elective textbooks, so she couldn't help but guess: "Could it be that elective courses are also cultivation courses?"

"I don't know. San Lang shook his head, picked up the top tactics textbook, turned the two pages, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Fist, Leg, Stick, Marksmanship, ......"

San Lang flipped faster and faster, one by one the illustrations crossed in front of him, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he put the book in front of Da Lang, and said happily: "Big brother, you read this book, the tactics class will teach us a lot of moves!"

On the other side, Sanhachi Ichiro threw a thick book aside, and said with a disgusted face: "No wonder this lesson is called a miscellaneous class, what are they?"

......

A group of people flipped through the pages and discussed the novelties of the book with each other, and before they knew it, it was already noon, and some of the people in the classroom came and went, but on the whole it became much more sparse.

Da Lang put down the strategy book in his hand, stretched his waist and said, "It's noon, let's eat first!"

Hearing this, Ichihachiro touched his stomach and grinned, "It seems to be a little hungry." ”。

"Let's go!"

With that, everyone got up and packed up the books, put them back in the box, and walked outside laughing.

After the lunch break, the majestic bell rang, the frolicking children quickly quieted down, and the first class of the new semester began.

The sound of soft footsteps sounded from outside, and the children blinked their eyes, and their curious eyes were condensed at the door, but they wanted to see who the teacher of this lesson was.

In anticipation, a white-haired old man in a dark red robe slowly walked into the classroom. Looking at the familiar figure, the children's eyes suddenly froze, their heartbeats paused for half a beat, and they only felt their scalps tingle.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but you still remember me, right?" the old man walked to the podium, glanced at it casually, and said lightly.

"The disciple has seen the Blood Tyrant Ancestor!" Hearing this, the children hurriedly stood up and saluted and shouted.

"Well, you still remember me. Xiong Baxue nodded with satisfaction and smiled kindly.

Seeing this, the children were all stunned, knowing nature is to know, among the ancestors last year, the one who gave them the most pressure, and even fear, was the old man in front of them, whether it was the abyss-like coercion or the momentum of the iron-blooded killing, they left a very deep impression, I am afraid that they will never forget it in this life, how can they not know? Just look at the momentum in front of them, with a kind smile, like the figure of a kind elder. Is this the Blood Ancestor? Fake, right?

"I'm going to teach you tactics this semester. Xiong Baxue turned a blind eye to this and continued, "Bring your books and follow me to the martial arts arena to gather." ”

The children carefully looked at Xiong Baxue's back, and determined that this was indeed the Baxue Ancestor, but the whole person became more and more confused, this style gap is inevitably too big, right? The children actually looked extremely uncomfortable with this.

The stone platform on the martial arts arena has not been removed, but the measuring pillar is gone. The children sat around the stone platform, looking at the kind figure above, still a little stunned.

"In the Heavenly Martial Realm, everything is respected by strength! Whoever has a big fist is the truth! And what measures a person's strength is nothing more than his realm, combat skills, exercises, spiritual weapons, and combat methods. The first few are easy to understand, but what's the use of tactics?"

As the class began, Xiong Baxue also took on a bit of seriousness, but it was still far from the terrifying power before.

Seeing that no one answered, Xiong Baxue continued to explain: "You know, the real duel will never be a turn-based system in which you punch and I kick, nor will it be a battle that can determine the defeat. In a battle, when to attack, how to attack, when to defend, how to defend, how to get the maximum benefit at the lowest cost? These need to be carefully considered. ”

And these are the things that fall under the art of war. To put it simply, the so-called tactics are the tactics of the battle, which is a set of changeable and coherent combat tactics system composed of some of the most basic moves, and its purpose is to allow us to reduce our own flaws while maintaining the continuity of the attack, so as to maximize our combat ability! The tactics can be divided into fist methods, leg methods, swordsmanship, marksmanship, etc. according to the different weapons. The difference between subtlety and crudeness depends more on your own comprehension and proficiency. ”。

"Our main purpose this semester is to teach you some basic ways of warfare, and after you are all proficient, you can choose one of them to refine according to your own preferences. Xiong Baxue glanced at the children below, raised his hand and shouted: "It's useless to say more, this course is mainly to practice! ”。

And the children still haven't slowed down, slowly getting up, and haven't stood up for a long time.

Seeing this, Xiong Ba's blood eyebrows jumped, his face sank, a cold light flashed from his eyes, and a cold coercion swept out, and he shouted angrily: "Hurry up!"

The extremely familiar momentum swept over, and the children's hearts suddenly tightened, but they felt that it was much more correct, and they didn't dare to think about it anymore at the moment, and adjusted the formation very quickly.

"Hmph!" Xiong Baxue snorted lightly, his momentum retracted again, and said in a deep voice: "See the first chapter of the book - boxing method! This first set of boxing methods is called Lianshan Boxing, the attack is endless, and the code is as steady as a mountain. They all looked at the sketches in the book and followed me to learn. ”

The children put the book not far in front of them, looked at the simple drawings on the book, listened to Xiong Baxue's explanation, imagined that an enemy attacked from a specific angle, and learned Xiong Baxue's movements, learning one move at a time.

Time passed slowly, and before I knew it, it was time for class to end.

"That's all for today's study, you should remember to practice more in your spare time, and get out of class!" Xiong Baxue slowly retracted, glanced at his eyes casually, and left directly after casually admonishing him.

The children looked at the back of Xiong Ba's blood gradually disappearing, until it disappeared into the distant sky before they dispersed, and walked towards the Taiji Hall in groups of three or five, they still had a lesson.

"Bell, bell, bell......"

The bell rang on time, and another familiar figure walked in, and the children got up and saluted when they saw this: "The disciple has seen the Tianqing Ancestor. ”

"Sit down. Xiong Tianqing was still kind, he sat on the podium, and said loudly, "This year, I will continue to teach you history. We continued last year's study and turned to the first page of the book......"

The children listened carefully to Xiong Tianqing's explanation below, drawing marks and taking notes from time to time.

Time passed slowly, the sun set, and the orange sunset hung in the distant sky, like a raging fire, which was extremely charming.

In the Star Garden, the bells are rippling, and the children are swarming out of the Tai Chi Hall, laughing and embarking on the way home, the first day of the new semester has passed, and the new journey has begun.