Seeing the ashen faces of Wang Yuan and others, Feng Zhou looked indifferent and didn't care.
This statement is from the lower reaches of history, commenting on current events. It is really opportunistic and counts for nothing.
After all, this is just a small incident in the class, nothing important. Just a few words from everyone arguing over each other will not have any impact on anyone.
Classes should be held as usual, and activities should be carried out as usual. Wang Yuan would soon return to normal. Feng Zhou III was a man who would not take this dispute to heart.
…
Time flies so fast, and a few days pass in the blink of an eye.
In the past few days, Gong Baosen taught Feng Zhou the Xingyi Five Elements Boxing.
Five Elements Quan is the mother of Xingyi Quan, from which the subsequent twelve forms evolved. To learn Xingyi Quan, Five Elements Quan is the most important.
When Gong Baosen taught Ma San, he let the latter practice Five Elements Boxing for eight months, from postures to the flow of force, bit by bit. It wasn't until he became proficient in Five Elements Boxing that he began to teach him
Xingyiquan.
According to Gong Baosen's idea, with Feng Zhou's talent, he would be able to completely master the Five Elements Boxing in just four or five months, and from then on he could teach him the Xingyi Boxing.
After Feng Zhou gets up early every morning to practice Qigong, Bian and his senior sister Gong Er ride their bicycles to school.
Along the way, the two rarely communicated.
But Feng Zhou knew that when he entered the school at the crossroads, Gong Er would always take a deep look at Feng Zhou's back.
In the past few days, Feng Zhou's class has undergone some subtle changes.
Since Feng Zhou's shocking words that day, the situation of the Jiang-Gui war followed his words, which made Wang Yuan lose face, and many people's attitude towards Feng Zhou has quietly changed.
Wang Yuan has always been arrogant and arrogant because of his family background. Many people who were not in harmony with him in the past have gradually formed a circle around Feng Zhou. However, Wang Yuan has been silent since he lost face that time, which makes his
My friends are very worried.
After all, Feng Zhou is just a boxer's apprentice, which is nothing in a school where people are either rich or noble. However, Wang Yuan's father is an upstart in the finance department. He crushes Feng Zhou in every aspect. After a few words,
It's really nothing.
On this day, Wang Yuan was walking on campus. His friend Yu Xiaotian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Wang Yuan, what's wrong? I see you've been a little absent-minded these days!"
Wang Yuan forced a smile, he was still thinking about how to save his face.
His friend Zhang Shifei, who was in the same class with him, said angrily: "He is not the transfer student in our class. When we were chatting with Wang Yuan, this guy relied on his knowledge of the inside story and actually said that we had always talked about it and humiliated us severely. Now,
That kid is really cool in the class."
"So arrogant?"
"Isn't it normal for classmates to discuss a few words? This guy is really excited!"
"I have also heard about Feng Zhou. It is said that his master is the martial arts master Gong Baosen?"
"Yes, that's the one who practices Baguazhang!"
"This Gong Baosen's daughter, Feng Zhou's senior sister Gong Ruomei, is also from our school, that Shuiling..."
…
"Ahem!"
Yu Xiaotian coughed a few words unhappily.
What is this and what!
We were originally discussing how to deal with that boxing boy Feng Zhou, but you guys went further and further away!
What are you talking about Gong Ruomei!
How old are each of them? It’s not like there are no maids in the house or women?
"This kid Feng Zhou is too arrogant, we have to deal with him."
He put his arm around Wang Yuan's shoulders, looked at the students around him, and said coldly.
Everyone around him immediately fell silent and looked at him.
"Brother Tian, that boy Feng Zhou is not an ordinary student. He is a disciple of Bagua Zhang Gong Baosen. He must be very skilled in martial arts."
"If we rush forward in a swarm, I'm afraid we won't be able to defeat him."
"Is it necessary to use a gun for this matter?"
…
A group of people were talking one after another with doubts on their faces.
We are all teenagers of sixteen or seventeen years old. When they are angry with their classmates in school, the most they can do is find a few strong guys and give them a good beating.
However, this guy has martial arts skills. If he is not careful, he will be beaten instead of beating someone, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
After all, everyone is either rich or noble. No matter how low-level Fengzhou is, he is also a boxer disciple who once served as the head coach of Fengjun.
This matter is not at the level of using swords or guns.
Wang Yuan hasn't even done anything yet, and you, Yu Xiaotian, are shouting to deal with him. I'm afraid it's inappropriate.
Yu Xiaotian snorted coldly and said: "What do you know? This kid is just a boxer disciple, but he dares to walk sideways in the class, making Wang Yuan unable to hold his head up. After a while, won't he also walk sideways in the school?
?How embarrassing would it be if word spread about this and it was said that we people were intimidated by a boxer?"
"But, Brother Tian, do you have any good ideas?"
"Of course I do. This kid is just a rough martial artist who practices boxing. He has well-developed limbs and a simple mind. As long as we use some tricks, we can ensure that he will be obedient to us and never dare to make any mistakes again."
Yu Xiaotian said with a smile, his eyes shining with the light of wisdom.
"Brother Tian, what's the plan?" Zhang Shifei laughed and said,
…
During the Republic of China, there was no such thing as self-study in the evening. What’s more, this was a high school for aristocrats. Their family backgrounds were generally superior and they had many more choices for the future. Studying abroad was a very common choice, so people who really studied seriously were not
Many, for example, Han Xulei slipped away early.
Normally, Feng Zhou and Gong Er would ride their bicycles home together.
But this day is a little different.
"I have a classmate named Yu Fenglai. It's his birthday today and he invited me to go. Please tell my dad that I won't go back today."
Gong Er told Feng Zhou.
Gong Er said this at home last night. Feng Zhou knew that Yu Fenglai was a girl from the wealthy businessman Yu Wendou's family. She and the young marshal's wife Yu Fengzhi were sisters of the same race. Gong Er was a classmate and a good friend. He once visited Gong's family.
.
As the princess of a wealthy businessman, Yu Feng's birthday must be very grand, at least until late at night, so Gong Er will stay at Yu's house tonight.
Feng Zhou knew that although Gong Er belonged to his daughter's family, he was cautious and attentive and had good martial arts skills. The Gong family had invisible hands protecting her secretly, so it was okay for her to visit Yu's family tonight.
After separating from Gong Er, Feng Zhou rode his bicycle toward home alone. Unexpectedly, halfway through, he suddenly heard a faint cry for help.
"What's going on?"
Feng Zhou frowned, jumped out of the car, and rushed toward the woods on the roadside at extremely fast speeds.
Passing through a bush, I saw a man about twenty years old, covering the mouth of a woman. The woman was disheveled and struggling desperately.
"Stop!" Feng Zhou shouted violently.
The man didn't expect someone to come, so he paused suddenly and turned around, only to find that it was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. He couldn't help but get angry, got up, grabbed a dagger in his hand, and shouted: "Where are you from?"
You little beast, how dare you harm me!"
While drinking, he stabbed Feng Zhou with his dagger.
Naturally, Feng Zhou would not take a bastard seriously, so he flew up, kicked the dagger into the sky, and kicked the man away.
The man screamed and rolled to the ground, then got up with all his strength and ran away.
Feng Zhou did not chase her, but took a few steps forward and came to the woman's side.
I saw this woman in her twenties, wearing ordinary clothes, taller-looking, and looking panicked.
Something's wrong!
Feng Zhou frowned. At this moment, a loud shout came from not far away: "Feng Zhou, what are you doing?"