As soon as Feng Zhou said these words, the expressions of everyone in the venue changed drastically.
"Feng...Feng Professor" Ma Tianming was stunned for a moment.
It was him who was responsible for the incident. She originally thought that both parties were persons of high status, and it would be fine if they had a fight, embarrassed Feng Zhou a little, and let him lose his life in Nankai.
I never expected that Professor Feng would be so terrifying. With one move, he broke the arms of Luo Haiquan, a young master who was famous in Tianjin, and sent him flying several feet away. He was simply more powerful than the legendary hero.
Now Feng Zhou even forced them to bow and apologize, which was a big deal.
You must know that warriors have dignity. If they bow and apologize in front of everyone, they will stop messing around in the future and go back to their hometown to farm. But before they leave, they are afraid that they will deal with themselves as the instigator.
Even if they didn't dare to deal with him, he wouldn't be able to survive in Nankai.
Even if his father is the school director, others will not think highly of him.
"Professor Feng...Feng, let me forget it."
For a while, Ma Tianming was sweating profusely and speaking incoherently.
"Who do you think you are? You dare to interrupt?"
Feng Zhou glanced at him and spoke calmly.
Ma Tianming suddenly closed his mouth and stopped talking, feeling as if he was falling into an abyss.
Feng Zhou is a visiting professor personally hired by President Zhang, a columnist who serialized works in the Beijing-Tianjin Times, and a close disciple of the great master Gong Baosen.
His status is higher than that of Ma Tianming.
Even if his father, the school director, comes over, what will happen?
"Professor Feng, are you enmity with our Baji lineage?" The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, with a trace of anger flashing inside.
"What's going on? You're here to play in the gym, and you still want to go out in a big way?"
Feng Zhou stood still and said slowly.
I am running a martial arts class here to cultivate students' interest, but you insist on coming to the gym, but you still look arrogant and have a harsh tone.
Now that he lost, he actually said such shameless words as "making a grudge".
I am a closed disciple of the Baguazhang master Gong Baosen. Why don't you come here to compete and not want to make enemies?
Why don’t you think that my master is far away in the Northeast, has never made any personal enmity, and has a heart of tolerance? So you want to step on the scene unscrupulously?
If I don't give you some clues, do you really think that I, Feng Zhou, am being bullied?
"In this case, I can only teach Professor Feng Baguazhang's unique skills." The middle-aged man solemnly clasped his fists, as if he were facing a highly respected elder.
Luo Haiquan and Feng Hai looked solemn.
Because the middle-aged man acted with great solemnity and treated Feng Zhou as a master.
In this case, even if you lose, you still have something to say.
"Who are you?"
Feng Zhou glanced at the middle-aged man, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were like a flat lake, unchanged.
"Baji, Huo Qingfei!" the middle-aged man said proudly.
"Oh, Huo Diange's nephew?"
Feng Zhou asked casually.
At this time, the Baji Grandmaster Huo Diange was working as a teacher beside the former Qing emperor Puyi, and his nephew Huo Qingyun served as a guard. Many Baji boxing masters were worshiping Puyi.
The middle-aged man in front of him is named Huo Qingfei, and he is a master of Bajiquan in the Jinmen area. Of course, he is inseparable from Huo Diange.
"That's right!" Huo Qingfei said calmly.
The reason why he did not follow Huo Diange as Puyi's worshiper was not because he was not good at martial arts, but because his martial arts had reached a very high level and he wanted to establish his own family.
Historically, when aristocratic families and large sects grew stronger, they would follow the principle of "don't put eggs in one basket" and would send their major disciples to work for different forces, while spreading the branches and investing in separate projects.
When the storm is turbulent, the family or sect can survive.
Huo Qingfei, the leader of the Baji lineage, is almost the same age as Huo Diange, and his strength is not inferior to him. Although he is in Jinmen, he wants to establish his own family or join another faction. This is the reason above.
Today, by chance, he and his nephew came here to meet Feng Zhou for a while at the invitation. They thought they would be able to catch him, but they didn't expect that they would encounter a tough problem.
For the sake of the reputation of the Baji lineage, he had no choice but to fight Feng Zhou.
"That's all, take action." Feng Zhou looked indifferent, as if he was just passing the time by fighting Huo Qingfei.
A trace of humiliation flashed in Huo Qingfei's eyes. He had already given the most respectful salute to his opponent, but Feng Zhou didn't return the corresponding respect. This was a sign of contempt for him!
"In that case, let's see the truth in your hands!"
"scold!"
As he blew his breath and stamped his feet, the cement floor beneath his feet suddenly tore apart inch by inch. The table next to him was shaken and jumped up. Huo Qingyun reached out and punched the table.
"boom!"
The wind is sharp!
The table was like a rolling log thrown from the top of the city. It rushed towards Feng Zhou at an extremely fast speed. It was filled with Huo Qingfei's infuriating energy, and even a real stone wall could collapse.
"Professor Feng, be careful!" some students couldn't help but exclaimed.
It can be seen that the middle-aged man Huo Qingfei in front of him is much more powerful than Luo Haiquan just now. He looks like a giant beast with the power to destroy the world. For the weak students, this is really shocking.
Cold.
What is the essence of people practicing martial arts?
Of course, knocking down the opponent.
To defeat your opponent, you must be stronger than the opponent, faster than the opponent, and have more skillful moves than the opponent.
But in all of this, strength is fundamental.
No matter how fast a rabbit is and how flexible its body is, it can only run away when faced with jackals, tigers and leopards.
Because they don't have enough strength to resist.
And Huo Qingfei punched the table, and the sound of the wind was like thunder, which shows how strong he is!
"Crack!"
Feng Zhou slapped the table on the ground with a casual slap.
The thunderous sound of the wind and the extremely fierce speed instantly disappeared into nothing.
The table also stopped there peacefully, as if he was already there.
But at this time, Huo Qingfei had already attacked. His momentum was like a rainbow, and his whole body was like a fire bull, carrying a sky-high evil spirit. Every punch was like a tiger attacking its prey.
Such power made everyone pale, and the timid female students even screamed.
"I wonder if Professor Feng is his opponent?"
Even though Feng Zhou had just published an article "I Have a Dream" and had just defeated Luo Haiquan, he was like a god in their hearts, but many students were still slightly shaken when they saw Huo Qingfei's terror.
At this time, Huo Qingfei was already close to Feng Zhou. His hands were like electricity, his hammer was like wind, and his moves were extremely fast. He thought that Feng Zhou's sudden attack was the "sinking strength" in Bajiquan!
The power of Bajiquan is characterized by "fierce and violent, crushing assault", "moving like a stretched bow, and firing like thunder". It is extremely powerful. After practicing to this point, Huo Qingfei is afraid of a stone wall around him.
Can be smashed with one punch.
Huo Qingfei has this self-confidence. Unless a real master is present, such as Gong Baosen, no one can block his punch. Baji has always been known for his fierceness, and Huo Qingfei is in his prime, and his energy and blood are strong. Ru Hai, even if there is a true master, he would dare to fight.
"Boom!"
Like bells in the morning and drums in the evening, like a heavy hammer hitting a big drum, Feng Zhou used the same move as before and blocked Huo Qingfei's punch with his left arm.
Everyone trembled in their hearts and hurriedly looked around, only to see Feng Zhou still standing there, and Huo Qingfei clenched his hands into fists and hit his left arm, but Feng Zhou did not move at all, as if he was not injured. Injured look.
"How is this possible?"
Huo Qingfei took back his hand, took several steps back, and looked at Feng Zhou in disbelief.
Thinking of the feeling when he was hit with his fist just now, it was like his hands hitting a steel plate. Instead, he was shocked and hurt. Huo Qingfei could even vaguely feel that the bones in his hand were cracked.
Feng Zhou actually used his arm to withstand his full-strength punch, but nothing happened?
"You actually easily defused my punch? If you want to fight back, where would I have the chance to dodge?"
Huo Qingfei looked completely lost.
This gap is too big!
Feng Zhou patted the dust on his arm, shook his head and said: