"It's Senior Brother Fang. I heard that Wuyi Mountain is a very interesting place." Zhang Weidong's heart moved, remembering that Professor Qin Hong mentioned that the college would organize faculty and staff to travel to Wuyi Mountain in November.
Fang Zhongping and Lu Xiaofeng are about the same age, so it is not surprising that they call each other senior brother modestly, but Lu Xiaofeng calls Zhang Weidong senior brother Zhang, which seems a bit too modest to Fang Zhongping, and he can't help but have a flash in his eyes.
He looked puzzled, but did not go into details. Seeing Zhang Weidong clasping his fists to greet him, he hurriedly said with a smile and clasped his fists: "Wuyi Mountain is far less wealthy than Wuzhou, but it has beautiful mountains and clear waters and less pollution. It is indeed a good place. What about next time?"
When I have time to go to Wuyi Mountain, I will be your tour guide, Junior Brother Zhang.” [..com]
Zhang Weidong wanted to say that I would go there in November, but he held it back and said with a smile: "Haha, I will definitely go when I have time."
"It's settled, this is my business card. If you go to Wuyi Mountain, you must remember to call me:" Fang Zhongping is a generous person. After hearing this, he immediately took out a business card and handed it to Zhang Weidong.
Zhang Weidong took the business card, glanced at it, and saw that it was another boss. The only one who dared to come here to participate in the martial arts competition was the one with the worst wealth, a poor teacher. Of course, Zhang Weidong also thought so, and it was not that bad.
Because of this, I felt inferior. However, I still looked a little embarrassed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Fang, but I haven't made my business card yet."
"Then give me a call..." A look of surprise flashed in Fang Zhongping's eyes, and then he smiled.
Zhang Weidong followed the instructions and called Fang Zhongping according to the number on the business card.
Fang Zhongping said yes, then turned off the phone and saved Zhang Weidong's number.
"Senior Brother Lu, my hands are a little itchy. How about we try our best?" Fang Zhongping put his phone away and stared at Lu Xiaofeng, eager to try.
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help being startled when he heard this, and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Senior Brother Fang, in front of Senior Brother Zhang, let's not show our embarrassment."
Fang Zhongping couldn't help but turned to Zhang Weidong in surprise: "Senior Brother Lu said this
Could it be that Junior Brother Zhang is a hidden master? Then I would like to ask Junior Brother Zhang for some advice."
When Lu Xiaofeng heard this, his face turned pale with fright. Zhou wanted to speak to stop Fang Zhongping's overestimating thoughts. Zhang Weidong had already smiled and waved his hands and said: "I only know a few tricks, so I'm not a master." Lu
Senior Brother, you should have fought with Senior Brother Fang
Let me open my eyes:”
Fang Xiuping saw Zhang Weidong's words and believed them to be true, and turned his attention to Lu Xiaofeng. After all, Zhang Weidong was only in his early twenties. If Zhang Weidong was taller and burlier, he might still believe that he was a master, but he was so tall and tall.
Si's father is so thin, Fang Zhongping really can't believe that he is a martial arts master.
If you only know how to do it twice, no one will know how to do it that day! Lu Xiaofeng thought to himself, but of course he didn't dare to say it out loud. Not only did he not dare to say it, but Zhang Weidong asked him to fight Fang Zhongping, and he didn't dare to have any inkling.
Rejection. In any case, Zhang Weidong is not only a true martial arts master, but also this young man is his elder in terms of seniority.
So Lu Xiaofeng felt guilty and hugged Fang Zhongping and said, "Okay, senior brother Fang, let's do two moves!"
Fang Zhongping saw Lu Xiaofeng and accepted the challenge
He couldn't help but jumped up with great joy, and jumped to the empty land next to him. Fang Zhongping was tall and strong, with a beard on his face. He looked like a rough man, but when he jumped, he was as light as a flying crane, giving people a sense of giantness.
visual contrast.
Fang Zhongping landed on the ground
Then he shook his whole body violently and took a fighting stance. His eyes were like lightning, and his whole aura became extremely fierce.
Zhou Cai's warm and heroic atmosphere can no longer be found.
Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng did not dare to neglect, and also assumed a fighting stance.
Zhang Weidong didn't understand Zonghe Quan or Lu Xiaofeng's Yi Xingquan, but one look at the momentum of the two men and he already knew that Lu Xiaofeng was no match for Fang Zhongping.
Sure enough, Fang Zhongping is well versed in the essence of Zonghe Quanzhou's seven strengths: soft, virtual, solid, straight, horizontal, and oblique. In the fighting style, seeing the force generates force, seeing the force transforming into force, seeing the force defeating the force, and seeing the force discarding the force has been used like this
Huo Chunqing beat Lu Xiaofeng steadily from the beginning. After a few blows, Lu Xiaofeng forced Fang Zhongping back with a fierce force, then jumped out of the battle circle and waved his hands repeatedly: "No fight, no fight, no fight.
You are getting more and more powerful now."
Fang Zhongping saw Lu Xiaofeng throw up his hands and admit defeat after a few blows. He was obviously very unhappy and turned his attention to Zhang Weidong. Although he didn't believe that Zhang Weidong was a hidden master, he was still a little suspicious.
Zhang Weidong naturally did not want to fight with Fang Zhongping. When he saw him turning his attention to him, he hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Lu, you and Senior Brother Fang are reminiscing about old times. I'll take a walk around again."
As he said this, he winked at Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng was an experienced man and naturally understood what Zhang Weidong meant. He wanted to accompany him around and deepen their relationship, but he did not dare to disobey him, so he had to say: "
Okay, call me if you have any questions."
Zhang Weidong nodded, smiled and said hello to Fang Zhongping, who looked disappointed, and then left alone.
I walked around the resort for most of the time, and from time to time I could see martial arts people attending martial arts conferences, but I didn't see any masters who had reached the late stage of Qi training.
Once one reaches the late stage of Qi training, one can barely move the Qi to the internal organs. In Zhang Weidong's view, this is considered to be the threshold of Qi cultivation.
After walking for most of the time, Zhang Weidong saw that there was nothing to do for the time being, so he simply walked out of the villa, planning to buy back the medicinal materials when he had time.
The resort is built on the mountain, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Although the environment is good, there are not many people nearby, let alone a commercial district. Zhang Weidong went out and frowned when he saw that there was not even a taxi around.
Reluctantly, I turned around and asked the doorman if I could call a taxi here.
"Sir, are you here for a meeting?" the guard asked respectfully.
Zhang Weidong nodded, wondering whether there was any necessary connection between calling a car and attending the meeting:
Seeing Zhang Weidong nod, the doorman couldn't help but look a little more respectful and said: "Sir, please wait a moment, I will arrange the car immediately."
After speaking, the doorman used the intercom to contact the inside. After a while, an Audi U parked next to Zhang Weidong. A man in a black suit with a straight body got out of the cab and opened the door for Zhang Weidong. "Mr.
Get in the car."
Zhang Weidong opened his mouth in surprise, finally nodded and said thank you, then bent down and sat in.
"Where are you going, sir?" the secretary asked as the car started slowly.
"I want to buy some Chinese medicinal materials. I don't know where it is more convenient to buy them nearby?" Zhang Weidong asked.
"The nearest one from here is Yandang Town. There is a pharmacy selling traditional Chinese medicine in the town, but I don't know if there are any medicines that Mr. wants to buy," the driver said.
"Then go to Yandang Town. The herbs I use are all ordinary medicinal materials, so it shouldn't be a big problem." Zhang Weidong said with a smile.
The driver nodded and said yes, then drove the car in the direction of Yandang Town.
Sitting in the Audi car, looking at the green mountains outside the window and the scattered villages flying by, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but secretly lamented that the martial arts masters are all rich people. A conference is held in such a grand and luxurious manner that any attendee can't go out without it.
There is a special car to pick me up. It seems that I, as a cultivator, am really a bit down and out.