Feng Zhou looked at the snowy world and didn't react for a long time.
He remembered that as soon as he stepped into the black hole, his body suddenly shook, white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the scenery changed rapidly. When he came back to his senses, he appeared in this seemingly barren mountain wilderness.
It is said to be in the wild mountains because the surrounding area is covered with snow, the big trees and the ground are all white, and it seems that no pedestrians can be seen.
I don't think so, it's because at the corner of the mountain ahead, I seem to see the smoke of people rising slowly.
"Let's see where this place is first!"
At this time, the sky was getting brighter and the sun was rising over Dongshan Mountain. Although the ground was still white and the road was slippery and difficult to walk on, Feng Zhou was so strong that he didn't care about it at all and walked towards the smoke.
As I turned the corner of the mountain, I suddenly heard the voice of "Hey ha". The voice was delicate and crisp, and I knew it was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
After walking around some big trees, I saw a Chinese girl wearing a blue robe and cotton-padded clothes in the snow ahead, practicing boxing there. The sun shone on her face, and the girl's face seemed to be reflecting gleaming light.
She has an upright face, a slightly plump and round oval face, relatively large eyes, and a kind of confidence and sincerity in her eyes. Her skin is whiter than the surrounding snowflakes. When she practices boxing, she has a vague beauty of dancing.
Come on.
One palm is used to lean forward, and the other palm is used to protect the back. The feet move with the movement, and the whole body is like a whole body, which is both agile and agile, and strong and solid.
Feng Zhou could tell at a glance that this girl was skilled in Baguazhang.
And it is the most authentic Baguazhang.
"Strongness and softness are combined, virtuality and reality complement each other. This Baguazhang is indeed the leader of internal martial arts."
Feng Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
The girl who was practicing boxing had already perfected her boxing skills. Suddenly she heard someone talking, and she couldn't help but turn around and saw a man dressed as a foreign devil standing not far away, looking at her in a daze.
"Hey, what do you do?"
Feng Zhou saw that she had a dignified appearance and serious eyes. She was a simple girl. Unexpectedly, her words were crisp and sweet, like a lark. She was comfortable to listen to. She suddenly showed the feeling of a young girl. He couldn't help but smile:
"I'm lost. I don't know where this is. May I ask, what is this place?"
The girl looked at him carefully and said, "You don't even know where you are?"
Feng Zhou said: "If only I knew where I am... Huh? That's not right!"
A flash of lightning suddenly lit up in his mind, and he instantly remembered something. He looked at the girl in front of him in surprise, "I know you!"
Fengshen said in a very calm tone: "Is your name Gong Ruomei?"
The girl's expression did not change at all, but her eyes suddenly became sharper.
"Since you know my name, you must know where this place is, and therefore where it is. Who are you?"
"On a snowy day, Baguazhang, the girl practicing boxing is named Gong Ruomei. She is a character from the scene of "The Grandmaster"!"
Seeing the girl in front of him admitting his identity, Feng Zhou was inexplicably surprised, "I actually came to the world of a great master? A hundred years have passed in one go. That black hole is really powerful."
He stayed in Gotham City for eight years, growing up from a weakling to a mature person. He was already a billionaire at the age of thirty. His character was already perfect without much training.
When "The Grandmaster" first appeared, it was the Guangdong and Guangxi Incident in the 25th year of the Republic of China. At that time, Gong Er had graduated from college, was engaged and unmarried, and was about 23 or 24 years old. At this time, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, so she should be now
The 17th and 18th years of the Republic of China, that is, around 1929 and 1930.
Although it is not known whether the Chinese Samurai Association still exists, it is certain that the Gong family lived in Fengtian at this time.
In other words, he appeared in Fengtian, China during the Republic of China at this time. The person who ruled this generation was the famous second-generation ancestor General Hanqing. His father, a tycoon in troubled times, had been bombed to death by the Japanese.
All kinds of thoughts flashed by, and Feng Zhou smiled and said: "When I was in the United States, I heard that there was a martial arts master Gong Baosen in Fengtian, China. He combined Xingyi Quan and Bagua Quan and became a world-famous master. And he
My daughter, Miss Gong Er, is a natural martial artist, and she will definitely be able to carry forward the Gong family's unique skills in the future, and everyone will know it."
You can wear it a thousand times, but you can never wear it as a flattery.
When the girl heard the "fake foreign devil" in front of her praising the Gong family father and daughter, she couldn't help but curve the corners of her mouth upwards, revealing a very beautiful arc.
She was extremely beautiful, and her smile was even more charming and dazzling, making people feel extremely beautiful.
But then he put on a serious face and said angrily: "You are only sixteen or seventeen years old, who do you call a little girl?"
Feng Zhou was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and couldn't help but lower his head to look at himself. He saw that the skin on his hands was still a little crystal clear and delicate, and he did indeed look like he was sixteen or seventeen years old.
He was startled, and then looked at himself carefully. He was tall and straight, with thick and strong bones, and his whole body was filled with endless strength, exactly the same as when he was in Gotham.
"It seems that I'm just getting younger and my physical fitness has not changed." He felt relieved a little.
Seeing that he was silent, Gong Er couldn't help but sneered: "Why don't you speak? Are you a little thief who wants to learn the sixty-four skills of my Gong family?"
Feng Zhou chuckled: "Mr. Gong has many disciples, and he is not as self-respecting as Chen Changxing. I want to learn from him, and it is an honest and upright learning. How can I steal it? Miss Gong is overthinking."
Gong Er hesitated when he heard the words, and thought about it carefully, but the girl's temperament was still stubborn: "Huh! I see you are so cunning and you even compare yourself to Yang Wudi, I'm really not ashamed."
When Yang Luchan went to Chenjiagou to learn martial arts, Chen Changxing, the master of Chen style Tai Chi, refused to accept him. Yang Luchan had to stay in his house as a servant and secretly learn boxing. Later, he was finally moved by Chen Changxing and taught him his unique skills. In the future, Yang Luchan
Tai Chi became famous in Beijing, and this incident became a "good talk".
Feng Zhou used the analogy of "Chen Changxing" here to compare Gong Baosen. Naturally, he was touting that Gong Baosen was also a great master, but he was more open-minded and broader than Chen Changxing.
But Gong Er was adamant, saying that Feng Zhou's martial arts were low, but comparing himself to Yang Luchan, that was just putting his face on others.
How could Feng Zhou take the little girl's sarcasm to heart? He smiled lightly and said: "In terms of Kung Fu cultivation, I am not as good as Yang Luchan, but when it comes to life and death fighting, I may not lose to him."
"cut!"
Gong Er's chin raised: "So you are very confident in your kung fu? Then you are a master?"
Feng Zhou smiled and said: "I don't dare to be a master, but it's hard for others to defeat me."
Gong Er looked unconvinced: "I think you are just bragging. How can a fake foreign devil know any martial arts?"
Fake foreign devil?
Feng Zhou knew that he was dressed like a foreigner in a suit and leather shoes. Although this was not uncommon in the Republic of China, it was mostly worn by upper-class wealthy families, the comprador class, or young people with experience studying abroad. A family like the Gong family, which was rich in culture and had little culture, was
He was not used to wearing this kind of clothes, so Gong Er used the term "fake foreign devil" to describe Feng Zhou.
Of course Feng Zhou knew that the second little girl in the White House was just eloquent, so he didn't care and said with a smile: "Although I am a fake foreign devil, my ancestors are also authentic Chinese people. What's weird about knowing martial arts?"
Gong Er was waiting for his words, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, but his mouth was as cold as frost: "Then let me see what you can do?"
You must know that although Gong Er is the daughter of a family, he is also a martial arts fanatic. Now that he met a tall and handsome young man, he felt a little shy. But when he heard that he knew martial arts, besides being shy, he felt a little curious, and there was something in his heart.
I wanted to compete with him.
She spoke in her mouth, stepped forward, lifted up one palm, and suddenly pushed Feng Zhou's chest with one palm.
This palm is direct and simple, but very practical and powerful.