Feng Zhou did not look at the tall young man, but looked directly at Ma Tianming.
What is his identity? He is a visiting professor at Nankai University, the director of the Nankai Samurai Fitness Club, and the author of a serialized novel in an English newspaper. I dare not say that he has a high position, but he can be regarded as a person of great status.
If anyone comes up to challenge him, he has to fight?
Don’t lose your identity!
"I belong to the Baji lineage, Luo Haiquan." The tall young man said proudly.
Since Huo Diange, the master of Bajiquan, served as the bodyguard and martial arts instructor of the former Qing Emperor Puyi, he has been challenged by famous martial arts masters without ever losing. Therefore, the reputation of Bajiquan is very loud in the Tianjin area, with countless practitioners.
Luo Haiquan has been practicing Bajiquan for nearly 20 years since he was a child. Although he is only in his mid-twenties, he is quite famous among the younger generation in the martial arts world. Luo Haiquan originally thought that Feng Zhou would have success.
Feng Zhou was moved. As a result, Feng Zhou looked at him without any fluctuation in his eyes, as if he was just a cat or a dog.
"Professor Feng, this is a friend of mine. I heard that you are a descendant of the Bagua sect and came here to ask for advice. Please don't refuse."
Ma Tianming chuckled.
"Professor Feng, I heard that you are a close disciple of Senior Gong. You have obtained the Sixty-Four True Instructions of the Gong family from Senior Gong. You must have some skills, so I want to come and ask for advice. Don't you be afraid?" Luo Haiquan said, cupping his fists.
"What did you say? Professor Feng is afraid of you?" A classmate shouted immediately because he had an impatient temper.
"That's right, kid, if you keep talking nonsense, I will throw you out."
Other students also yelled and cursed.
Although this Ma Tianming was arrogant, his words were those of Zhou Zheng. Unexpectedly, this Luo Haiquan had an irritable temper and spoke irritably, making everyone angry.
At this time, the students who could come to Nankai to study were either rich or noble, and few cared about Ma Tianming's background as a school director. Although there were no harsh words, Luo Haiquan's eyes were filled with anger when he looked at Ma Tianming.
"Oh? Really?" Luo Haiquan looked around with a trace of contempt on his lips. "Professor Feng, it seems that your disciples don't know much about Bajiquan, so I will offend you!"
After he finished speaking, he stamped his feet fiercely and used the technique of Bajiquan to exert force.
You must know that stamping, blowing and exerting force in Bajiquan together constitute the three basic elements of Bajiquan's power. Bajiquan exerts force on the heels, travels at the waist, and penetrates the fingertips, so the explosive force is extremely powerful.
, is full of martial arts characteristics, with the potential to "sway his arms and hit the sky and fall down, and stomp his feet to shake the nine states".
Sure enough, he stamped his foot down and the ground trembled slightly. When he raised his leg, a clearly visible footprint had been printed on the classroom floor.
Luo Haiquan looked around proudly. He was convinced that few people of the younger generation in the world could achieve this kick. The Feng Zhou in front of him was only eighteen or nineteen years old. Even if he practiced Xingyiquan and Baguazhang from his mother's womb, he would not be able to achieve it.
This skill.
"Haha, how about it?" Ma Tianming laughed and said: "Professor Feng, what do you think? Can it be your insight?"
The students around him couldn't help but change their expressions slightly, and looked at Luo Haiquan with shock in their eyes.
They don't know boxing, but they know strength.
The floor of this classroom is made of cement concrete. If ordinary people hit it with a hammer, they can only make a mark at most. It is wishful thinking to make a mark with a hammer.
This Ma Tianming usually acts like a fool, but he didn't expect to know such a powerful martial arts master!
"I don't know if you have heard of Mr. Huo Diange, the bodyguard of the old Qing Emperor Puyi. He is the uncle of brother Luo Hai and Quanluo. Mr. Huo Diange is invincible in Jinmen. Brother Luo is even more outstanding among the younger generation!" Ma Tianming haha
smiled.
"To be honest with you, the country is in decline now. As a martial artist, Brother Luo also wants to contribute to the rise of the country, so he wants to open a martial arts club at Nankai University. My father has already made plans for this. If you want to sign up,
Please hurry up."
When Ma Tianming mentioned this, everyone knew Sima Zhao's intentions.
It's obvious that he's here to kick the gym and ruin the place.
Many students are angry and unable to calm down, but there is nothing they can do.
They had just listened to Feng Zhou's "I Have a Dream" speech, and when they were admiring Feng Zhou, they didn't expect that a disruptor came at this time, and everyone was angry.
But when it comes to knowledge, the students are naturally much better than this boxer, but this is a martial arts club, and they are not good at pure fighting skills.
"Professor Feng!"
One student couldn't help shouting, with eager expectations in his eyes, hoping that Feng Zhou would give Luo Haiquan a good beating.
"Professor Feng!"
Other students also shouted!
"Professor Feng! Professor Feng! Professor Feng!"
The students roared in unison.
This is Feng Zhou's club base, where Professor Feng Zhou teaches everyone to practice martial arts and keep fit. Just now, Professor Feng gave everyone a passionate speech.
As a result, they were now being bullied. They all breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Feng Zhou expectantly.
"Professor Feng, take action!"
Luo Hai was all in a boxing stance, showing a calm and calm master's spirit.
Feng Zhou still stood there, not looking at him, but on Ma Tianming:
"This classmate, if you want to organize a martial arts club with him and spread Baji Quan, then go ahead and do it. What are you doing here? Do you think of Nankai University as a martial arts school? You have to play in the gym before you can organize a club?
When President Zhang established the private Nankai University, did he still have to go to Peking University and Tsinghua University to hold a debate competition and poetry competition?"
Feng Zhou said calmly.
At the same time, he looked funny.
"Hahaha……"
As soon as Feng Zhou said this, the students all laughed and looked at Feng Zhou with eyes filled with admiration.
During the Republic of China, public opinion was characterized by equality, freedom, and democracy. If you want to come to Nankai to establish a Bajiquan martial arts association, just set it up, and no one will stop you.
But you came here to compete in the martial arts gym and imitate the practices of the martial arts gym. It really made you feel more alive and better.
"Professor Feng..." Ma Tianming's face was startled. Luo Haiquan, who was standing next to him, saw that the situation was not good and quickly said: "It seems that Professor Feng knows that he has only a short time to practice martial arts, so he is no longer worthy of his opponent?"
Several practitioners behind Luo Hai also nodded.
These people all practice Bajiquan.
They were invited by a caring person and came here with Luo Haiquan. They were initially dubious about Feng Zhou's age. They organized a martial arts club with great fanfare. How could Gong Baosen's closed disciple be only eighteen or nineteen years old?
At such an age, even if you haven't mastered Xingyiquan yet, and you come to be a teacher, you are afraid that the rumors are wrong, right?
When they actually met, they were even more scornful. He is just a young boy, but he dares to teach students how to practice boxing? Are he not afraid of misleading others?
Faced with Luo Haiquan's aggressive tactics, Feng Zhou was completely unfazed and said in a calm tone: "If nothing happens, please leave. This is the classroom of the Nankai Samurai Fitness Club. It's already against the rules for you to come in rashly."
"What's wrong?" Luo Haiquan said coldly: "Professor Feng, don't you dare?"
"hehe."
Feng Zhou smiled softly, glanced at Luo Haiquan, and said, "You are not worthy!"
His tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was speaking the most normal words.
"I do not deserve!"
Luo Haiquan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.
He shouted angrily: "Feng Zhou, I respect you as a scholar and a close disciple of Senior Gong, so I'm polite to you, but you don't know what's good or bad! I practiced martial arts when I was five years old and started training when I was twenty-three. In the past two years, I have been fighting
More than a dozen young masters competed in martial arts without losing a single one. Even my master Bohuo Diange praised me highly and said that my future is limitless, but you actually said that I am not worthy?"
"Not worthy!" Feng Zhou's tone remained calm.
"Sure enough, it's the style of a scholar, what a loud tone!" Two young people practicing Baji Quan behind Luo Hai sneered.
One of them took a step forward and said: "Brother Luo's junior brother Feng Hai, how about joining me?"
Feng Zhou glanced at him and shook his head gently: "Don't talk about you, you two are not worthy together!"