god of tomorrow

On the sidelines, freshmen whispered among themselves, and the classroom was in complete disarray.

Student A: A real man should be like this.

Student B: Is the PE student alright? He seems to be dying.

Student C: Teacher, now it's your turn to fight back. Don't let me look down on you!

Student D: This is much more interesting than peeping at my second brother peeping at my eldest brother peeping at my second sister-in-law's butt at home.

Leo's face was gloomy. He didn't even glance at Sterry and said stiffly to Gawain, "Gawain, you did a great job and set a good example for your classmates. But remember, being ahead is only temporary. Only by remaining humble can you keep improving."

"It's all thanks to the teacher. You have a good eye and picked a good opponent for me. I can take on ten of them," Gao Wen replied sarcastically.

"Humph!"

Leo snorted and gestured for Gawain to join the group. He secretly thought to himself, "Since you're so sharp-tongued, I'll grant your request. I'll give you ten in the next class."

Staley was no match for Gawain, which was both unexpected and reasonable. After all, he was from a wealthy family, and his early education was certainly not lacking, giving him a head start over his peers.

Ordinary athletes are no match for Gao Wen.

But Leo remained calm. He could see clearly that Gawain had not demonstrated his meditation skills. Perhaps he had only learned half of it and his performance was not stable enough, or perhaps he was deliberately hiding his abilities.

Just in case, for the next class, we need to not only assign ten students, but also ten capable ones.

……

After the physical education class, Gao Wen entered the teaching building and found the classroom where the second period of the afternoon class was held.

Meditation class!

Chapter 29 Gawain, you'll regret this.

The teaching building, third floor.

At the end of the corridor was an extremely spacious classroom, without desks, chairs, or a podium; it resembled a high-class dance studio.

The floor is covered with warm-colored floor tiles, and the four walls are inlaid with huge floor-to-ceiling mirrors with calming runes flowing across their surfaces, isolating the room from outside noise. The air is filled with a magical incense scent similar to lavender, which helps beginners get into a meditative state more quickly.

Dozens of students sat on the ground, with the front row almost entirely occupied by male students. They all sat up straight, their eyes fixed intently on their teacher, Freya.

With long, wavy blonde hair and a beautiful face, she looked to be no more than thirty years old. She wore thin gold-rimmed glasses, and her gaze was calm, intellectual, and composed.

She wore a specially made bodysuit, similar to yoga wear, with some magical materials added, perfectly conforming to her body's curves. Full and rounded, curvaceous and shapely, with the fullness of a peach, her voluptuous figure was pleasing to the eye, every undulation exuding the unique charm and allure of a mature woman.

Frey has been teaching meditation for many years and is known as the "evergreen." I heard that she was a new student mentor twenty years ago.

Judging by his age, he's at least forty.

With years of coaching experience, Frey knows exactly how to manage this group of young rascals.

To deal with guys, just wear a tight-fitting outfit. No need to show skin or make the slits too high. A sultry look is too vulgar. Use a light, magnetic tone and casually roll your eyes. That's all.

She can easily manipulate even the brats from noble families; her status as a teacher is a plus.

For girls, it's even simpler. Do they want to maintain a beautiful figure and smooth, youthful skin like a girl at the age of thirty, just like the teacher?

If you want to study hard, then study hard. The teacher has put all the secrets to staying young in the classroom.

I'm proud to say that in Frey's class, no student, regardless of gender, has ever been distracted.

"Close your eyes..."

Frey's voice was ethereal and magnetic, like a clear mountain spring flowing through the heart, carrying a strange penetrating power: "Relax your third eye chakra, feel the seed of magic within you unraveling..."

"Front row! Close your eyes!"

"Inhale, don't breathe deeply, exhale, maintain the rhythm, imagine your body is an empty container..."

The boys in the front row quickly closed their eyes, inhaled, exhaled, and imagined the teacher's body as an empty container...

The main theme is respecting teachers and valuing the way.

The front row was filled with nobles, highly educated, and accustomed to high society. They were worldly-wise and bold. The children from commoner families in the back row weren't so brave; they only dared to dream about it in bed at night. But now, following Frey's enchanting voice, they focused their minds and quickly found their rhythm.

Even so, it was the students from noble families who were the first to enter a meditative state.

There's no way around it, Rome and mules are different.

Families with the means lay a solid foundation for their children early on, covering four major assessment areas: basic theory, combat skills, mental meditation, and magic accumulation. All family members have some exposure to these areas in different ways.

If it weren't for the fact that magic severely impacts development and that early exposure is detrimental to physical and mental health, many aristocratic students would have already fallen behind commoners ten years ago.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

That night.

Gao Wen sat cross-legged in his bedroom, imagining his body as an empty container.

Meditation is not just ordinary relaxation; it's like putting an elephant in a refrigerator—it involves three steps.

The first step is to calm your mind and build a mental barrier.

The most basic and core benefit of meditation is to help magicians find inner peace in a complex world.

Discarding countless distracting thoughts is like brushing away the dust from a mirror, allowing the mental world to return to clarity. This state of deep concentration not only benefits beginners but can also benefit a magician for a lifetime.

It allows magicians to cast spells without external interference and can also build an invisible mental barrier to resist external mental impacts and the erosion of negative emotions.

Especially when injured, meditation can alleviate pain and stimulate potential, allowing a magician to fight tenaciously even after being shot eight times.

The daytime burst of energy from athletes is achieved through meditation.

The benefits of a tranquil mind are numerous, which I will not elaborate on here. However, once mental acuity reaches its peak, one can enter the second step of meditation.

The second step is to strengthen thinking and unlock the spark of wisdom.

Sustained and deep meditation can allow magicians to reach a state of 'emptiness' and 'stillness', and also has the secret of stimulating mental vitality.

In a highly focused meditative state, the brain's potential is fully mobilized, and clear thinking becomes exceptionally active, as if a clear spring has been poured into it. Many things that are difficult to understand in daily life often become clear and readily apparent during meditation.

In theory, every magician can have a photographic memory. They may forget something on the spot, but once they enter a meditative state, they can recall it from their memory.

According to Gao Wen's understanding, this state is enlightenment, a qualitative change that occurs after the mind is highly concentrated, which greatly improves the mage's learning efficiency and creativity.

He can understand learning efficiency, but as for creativity, magic is a gift from the gods and has long been monopolized. Maximizing creativity is useless; you can't exactly create your own magic, can you?

Gao Wen has already reached the second step and is now thinking about the third step.

The third step is to sense the elements and strengthen one's own magic.

Meditation is a bridge for a monk to connect with the world. When the mind enters a meditative state, the monk's perception will be extended and amplified like never before.

They can sense the four fundamental elements that constitute the world: passionate fire, wandering wind, invisible water, and solid earth. They then attempt to communicate with these four elements and establish initial trust.

Then, the four elements are introduced into itself, forming a powerful source of magic.

During this process, the mage's physique will become stronger. The four elements constitute the world, and naturally they can also constitute the human body. As long as magic is constantly used to temper the body, it can be tempered little by little. This is a key step in the transformation from mortal to extraordinary.

It is also the true starting point for mastering magic.

The meditation methods taught at the Royal Magic University are extremely advanced; if you put them in the martial arts film studio next door, they would be the kind of divine martial arts manuals you could only find by falling off a cliff. Especially the breathing techniques—Gawain looked more and more like them.

In terms of theory, even though Gao Wen arrived a month late, he has AI. Given time, even the teachers will not have as much theoretical knowledge as him.

The key lies in practice, and AI can also help in this regard by comparing and contrasting repeatedly to identify errors and shortcuts, ensuring that Gao Wen's every attempt results in significant improvement.

Maximum efficiency!

Bang Bang Bang————

"Gawain, are you dead or not? If you're not, open the door!"

Outside, Hill's pig-like screams could be heard.

Gawain's eyelids twitched. He originally didn't want to pay attention, thinking that if he kept quiet, Hill would leave on his own. But to his surprise, Hill's calls became louder and louder.

"I'm sick!"

Gawain opened the door impatiently, ignored Hill, returned to his seat, closed his eyes, and resumed his meditation.

"So fast, it went in the moment you tilted your butt?"

Hill was quite surprised, and the next second, she said sourly, "Gawain, your talent is almost catching up with mine. No wonder no one else has magical talent; it turns out it's all in us."

"Spit it out if you have something to say, don't disturb my studies."

"Tsk, my cousin talked to me like that last year too, it's hilarious, and he begged me to let him go later."

Hill, shameless as ever, pointed to the pitch-black night outside the window: "Gawain, do you know that research shows that it gets dark after the sun goes down?"

“I know, I also know that one and a half hours equals three and a half hours.” Gao Wen’s eyelids didn’t even twitch.

"So, it's already dark. You can't be like your cousin, doing nothing during the day and nothing at night."

"..."

These three sentences revealed his true nature, leaving Gao Wen speechless. He couldn't understand how this idiot could outrun his hundreds of millions of brothers.

He even said that he was already the best.

"Alright, stop meditating."

Hill called a halt, telling Gawain to get up: "The worst thing in meditation is to be overly diligent. The more you force it, the harder it is to succeed; the more you push it, the more dangerous it becomes..."

When the time is right, everything will fall into place naturally!

"You're not trying to trick me into going to the mystery shop, are you?"

Gawain looked at Hill suspiciously. The logic was correct, and that's what the theory books said too. The worst thing in meditation is to exert too much force and to go with the flow. But Hill's delusional face made it seem like he was about to lose control.

"hold head high."

Bah! They actually admitted it without any shame!

Gawain rolled his eyes, questioning Hugh, understanding Hugh, and becoming Hugh: "Hill, you're so young and already indulging in pleasure, what will you do when you get old?"

"When I get old, I'll have no regrets. You should too. Young people should enjoy life, otherwise you won't have the means to enjoy it when you're old."

Hill was incredibly experienced at being persuaded; even if Gawain and Hugh were together, he could remain calm and easily resolve the situation with a few words.

“No, I don’t plan to travel far anytime soon,” Gao Wen said firmly.

"why?"

"I can handle the troubles at school, but once I leave the school gates, it's hard to guard against hidden attacks."