"Not even our senior brothers are worthy together, who is worthy of taking action against you?" Luo Haiquan sneered.
"Seniors Sun Lutang and Li Shuwen are old, so there is no need to say more, but Li Yaochen, Prince Ping, is about the same age." Feng Zhou said calmly.
"Li Yaochen, Wang Ziping?" Everyone in Baji stared, and a middle-aged man behind Luo Hai who had never spoken even shouted:
"Do you know who these two people are? Li Yaochen is the King of Wuji Swordsman. He is famous all over the world. He is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts. All the famous Peking Opera masters learn from him; while Wang Ziping is called the 'King of Thousand Jin of Power'.
Defeat the foreign Hercules in succession. These two are both master-level seniors. Are these two people worthy of fighting you?"
"Not bad." Feng Zhou calmly spit out two words.
Many students are not from the martial arts world and do not know the majesty of those two people. They feel that since Professor Feng is a close disciple of Gong Baosen, the best master in the world, he naturally has extraordinary achievements. As the saying goes, "Heroes come out of young men since ancient times". He has defeated several famous people.
Senior, isn’t this normal?
But Luo Haiquan and others didn't think so. They didn't know Xing Zhou's strength at all.
Luo Haiquan couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "I originally thought that Senior Gong's closed disciple who dared to open the door and teach disciples before he was crowned weak should be such a heroic young man, but I didn't expect that he was just a junior with no shame."
"The more you practice martial arts, you should remain in awe of the senior masters. Only those of us who practice martial arts know the difficulty of martial arts, and we should understand the grace and power of seniors Li Yaochen and Wang Ziping. You don't even take them seriously. It's really...
Arrogant and rude.”
"Brother Luo, why bother talking nonsense with him?" Ma Tianming said with a disdainful smile: "Since Professor Feng is not convinced, then let's compete with him and convince him!"
"good!"
Luo Haiquan nodded and said: "Professor Feng, you said such words, I really can't believe that you are a close disciple of Senior Gong. If you want to prove your strength, then compete with me!"
After Luo Haiquan finished speaking, he exhaled loudly.
"Hey!"
A groan!
In just a moment, the veins all over Luo Haiquan's body tensed up, as if he had turned into a fierce tiger, and the indescribable sound coming out of his throat was like a mouse accumulating in his throat.
This is exactly the blowing of Qi in Bajiquan! It is a unique method of using Qi in Bajiquan. One can stabilize the lower body, the other can increase strength, the third can strengthen muscles and bones, and the fourth can promote Liuhe.
He blew out his breath and stamped his feet, gathering all the energy in his body. With this power, Luo Haiquan suddenly pounced forward, moving like the wind and punching like a dragon.
It really moves like a stretched bow, explodes like thunder, and shoots like a crossbow.
"What a strong punch!"
Many people present were stunned.
Most of the students have never studied martial arts and do not understand the essence of boxing, but the feeling of this punch can still be seen.
It's really terrible!
Except for the wooden stakes standing on the field, no one can forcefully connect it.
"This is really a master of martial arts!" Many people couldn't help but gasped.
Some students have also seen boxers competing in the ring, but the distance is far away, and they always see a person fall down and never get up after watching for a while, which really makes them lose interest.
But at this moment, Luo Haiquan's unreserved punch stunned everyone!
"I wonder how Professor Feng will respond?" Everyone couldn't help but look at Feng Zhou.
Feng Zhou was seen standing there loosely, as if he was not prepared at all.
"He didn't even hide. Aren't he afraid of being punched to death by Brother Luo?" A smile appeared on Ma Tianming's lips, but the smile instantly solidified on his face.
In the incredible eyes of everyone.
Feng Zhou took a step forward, raised his left arm slightly, and Luo Hai's unstoppable fist hit Feng Zhou's left arm hard.
"snort!"
Luo Haiquan saw his opponent stretch out his hand to block, which was reasonable, so he didn't take it seriously. He just sneered in his heart: "I punched out with a force of several hundred kilograms, but you only used one arm to block, and you couldn't interrupt with one punch.
Your arm can still hit you ten feet away, even if I am not good at it!"
"Bang"
Luo Haiquan's fist hit Feng Zhou's arm hard, and he used all his strength, but found that he seemed to be hitting a stone wall. When he punched, the stone wall did not move, and his fist was directly knocked to life.
pain.
It wasn't over yet, Luo Haiquan felt a counter force coming, and his body that was moving forward unexpectedly couldn't resist it, and he couldn't help but "kick, kick, kick" and take a few steps back.
This is not over yet.
After Feng Zhou blocked Luo Haiquan with one arm, he still didn't stop, suddenly took a few steps forward, and swept away with a slap.
This slap swept out like a sandstorm, or even like a tsunami coming from all over the sky and hitting the rocks on the seaside.
"not good!"
Everyone in Baji was in disgrace, and it was already too late to save him.
After Feng Zhou's palm was struck, Luo Haiquan's legs just stopped and he had no time to dodge, so he had to put his hands in front of him, and then forcefully took Feng Zhou's palm.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound.
Luo Haiquan's two hands were broken, and his body was directly shot away. He flew three feet away, hit several tables and chairs, and crashed to the ground.
"Ahem." Luo Haiquan fell to the ground and coughed twice. When he wanted to get up, he found that his whole body was weak and his chest was numb.
Not to mention that both arms were broken and hanging limply from his body.
The whole place was silent.
Everyone was stunned.
"I told you, you don't deserve it."
Feng Zhou took his hand back leisurely and said calmly.
When he said this before, everyone thought he was too arrogant, but now seeing Luo Hai with such strong punches, his hands were all broken by his forceful palm, and he flew three feet away and fell to the ground.
Only when he couldn't get up did he realize the horror of Feng Zhou.
"Brother!"
Feng Hai rushed over and helped Luo Haiquan up.
He and Luo Hai were brothers who worked together in Jinmen and had a deep friendship. When they saw their brothers being beaten like this by their opponents, they couldn't help but become furious.
The middle-aged man who had been standing on one side just now and had always felt confident suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at him.
"I was mistaken. Did Feng Zhou really get Gong Baosen's true inheritance?"
As Ma Tianming stood there, he suddenly started to sweat, feeling that things were beyond his control.
The students present were already cheering.
"Professor Feng is so powerful. If he still dares to talk nonsense, I'll slap him to death!"
When Ma Tianming and others heard this, their faces were ashen, while Feng Hai was as gloomy as water.
He looked at Luo Haiquan's broken hands, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "Your actions are too cruel. Even if my senior brother takes these hands back, his future skills will be reduced by several percent."
Feng Zhou's tone was very calm:
"I came to the gym to play, but I couldn't bear the slap. Who can blame me?"
"I'm here to teach you your clever tricks."
Feng Hai's blood surged and he strode forward to avenge Luo Haiquan.
Feng Zhou still said calmly: "I told you, you are not worthy.
After he finished speaking, he looked at Feng Hai with a sneer.
Even though Feng Hai was so overwhelmed by his energy and blood, he couldn't help but shudder when he faced Feng Zhou's sneer.
I didn't dare to gather all the strength in my body, and the courage to challenge had disappeared without knowing when.
At this moment, he felt feebly that although Feng Zhou's words were hurtful, he did have the power to despise them.
"Feng Hai, please step back." The middle-aged man said: "Professor Feng is really good at kung fu, and his reputation as Bagua Zhang is well-deserved. Senior Gong's martial arts attainments are indeed admirable. This time we, the Baji Lineage, admit that we have failed.
Already."
Feng Zhou said calmly, "What you say is better than what you sing. Do you want to run away without even a single apology?"
"What do you mean?"
As soon as Feng Zhou said this, even the middle-aged man couldn't help but change his face.
Feng Zhou's tone was very calm: "I have established a student club at the private Nankai University. I hope interested students will learn martial arts and keep fit. You Baji Sect will not go to the 19 martial arts schools to cause trouble.
But he came to my place to play gym and provoke me for no reason. Do you think I am being bullied?"
"My master, Gong Baosen, has never had any personal grudges in his life. It is not difficult for me to do this for you. Bow down and apologize to me, and get out!"