Feng Zhou shook his head and didn't care. He finished his meal, glanced at the soldier who seemed to be motionless, and left the restaurant.
The streets were a bit bleak at noon in winter, with almost no pedestrians on the road, only a few pieces of paper rolled up by the strong wind.
Feng Zhou suddenly stopped.
At the same time, four figures suddenly burst out from the street and rushed towards him.
At this time, outside Nankai University and at the entrance of Guanghui Restaurant, there was no one on the street. As Feng Zhou stopped, four black shadows suddenly appeared.
These four people did not hold guns or weapons, but they suddenly attacked and cooperated well. They attacked at the same time and attacked from four different directions. They could capture people almost in an instant.
These four people were born in the military. Although they have never experienced war, they trained hard and cooperated well. They rarely lost in military competitions.
With their food, training, and strong physiques in the army, it would be a piece of cake for them to round up an ordinary boy together.
Even if the other party is a disciple of a famous teacher, if they suddenly attack, I am afraid that they will not be able to resist.
Feng Zhou smiled slightly, but did not move, letting them fly towards him and fall on him.
Two people wrestled their shoulders, two people threw their legs, each exerting force at the same time. Even a strong foreigner would probably be thrown down at this moment.
But the next moment, a scene that horrified them happened.
The target standing there didn't move at all. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't move it at all.
"Hey!" The four of them refused to accept it and tried their best together again. Veins popped up all over their bodies, and they almost used the strength to move mountains.
But Feng Zhou's legs felt like they were filled with iron, as if they were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he still couldn't move them at all.
"How is this possible?" The four people were stunned and couldn't believe it.
I just felt that what happened to me completely subverted my understanding.
Not only them, but the people around them were also shocked.
Although there were few people on the street, there were quite a few people in the nearby restaurant. Everyone was shocked when a street fight suddenly broke out, but more people stopped and watched what happened in front of them without blinking.
Everything happened, and soon a large group of people gathered on the street.
"Are these four people stacking up on top of that person?"
"No, these four people want to capture that man, but it seems they can't move!"
"It's terrible. Four of his strong men can't move a boy?"
"Is this the skill of Thousand Jin Falling?"
"Don't you understand? This is the standing skill of Nei Jiaquan. I'm afraid I have several thousand kilograms of strength in this stance. No one can shake it. It's really amazing!"
Following the discussion around them, the four raiders were now red-eyed, blushing and thick-necked. They almost used all their strength, but they still couldn't move Feng Zhou in the slightest.
I wanted to lift him up, but I felt that he was like a big tree with roots, and he couldn't even lift him up.
Feng Zhou's expression remained as usual, as if he didn't care at all, as if he didn't pay attention to these four people at all.
For a moment, the four people were unable to move forward or retreat. They could only stand there with endless shock in their eyes.
At this moment, in the Guanghui Restaurant, the soldier strode out and came to Feng Zhou in a few steps. Behind him, a young man dressed as a servant was holding a short sword in a sheath, following closely behind him. Seeing him move vigorously, it was obvious that
He is undoubtedly a soldier.
"Good work. I am Lin Xiwen, the adjutant of Chairman Han, Governor Han. Even the four of me can't move you. Professor Feng, you really deserve your reputation!"
The soldier said slowly.
Feng Zhou smiled faintly: "If I had brought them down earlier, I'm afraid you would have been too frightened to show up."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shook his arms and shouted: "Zha!"
boom!
The four strong-bodied guys were directly ejected, flying five to six feet in mid-air, and crashed to the ground, unable to move.
"good!"
The surroundings shook violently.
By this time, many people had recognized Feng Zhou.
"Isn't this Professor Feng?"
"Professor Feng is mighty, is this Baguazhang?"
"Maybe Xingyiquan!"
"Professor Feng is both civil and military!"
Feng Zhou didn't punch or kick, but with a shake of his body, he actually sent four big men flying four to five meters away, making them unable to get up.
What an incredible feat this is?
What a tyrannical force this is?
The surrounding spectators were filled with shock, with their mouths wide open and expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Of course, many people cheered.
"What?"
Seeing this scene, Lin Xiwen couldn't help but froze his eyes, and felt a chill in his heart, as if another ten thousand alpacas were rushing past him: "He is so powerful? Why didn't Zou Rong tell me?"
"He is more powerful than imagined, I'm afraid I am no match!"
Although he is a disciple of Zheng Shanao, he also trains day and night in the army, and his physique and martial arts are stronger than ordinary military elites. But after all, he has never received a true martial arts inheritance. When it comes to real martial arts, he is not in the eyes of a master. He is afraid that he
Once you make a move, you will be defeated by the opponent with one move.
It was only then that he, Lin Xiwen, realized that the gap between himself and Feng Zhou was too close.
"what to do?"
He was stunned on the spot for a moment, with tears streaming down his face.
However, Lin Xiwen was an elite in the military after all, and a trusted adjutant of Han Fuqu's guard. Even in this situation, it aroused his fighting spirit.
Lin Xiwen calmed down and said calmly: "With your shock, Neijiquan has reached the level of a grandmaster. How about I teach you how to use your weapons? I don't believe that the weapons in your hands have reached the level of a grandmaster."
Feng Zhou secretly laughed in his heart, this guy still hasn't given up at this point, does he think he is that Geng Liangchen who doesn't know the depths of the world?
He smiled lightly and said, "Since you want to try it, then come on."
Among the people watching the excitement around, many were teachers and students from Nankai. Many people couldn't help but feel anxious when they saw Lin Xiwen's military uniform.
"That soldier is very powerful!"
"Yeah, I wonder how Kung Fu is?"
"Haven't you heard? He is a soldier under Han Fuju, Chairman of the Shandong Provincial Government, and he is coming with menacing force!"
"Seeing how upright he is, he looks like a master in the military! I'm afraid Professor Feng is no match for him."
"Yes, no matter how powerful Professor Feng is, he is a scholar after all. His physical strength and fitness may not be able to last for a few rounds, right?"
"Then what should we do? Isn't Professor Feng in danger?"
When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain why. The teachers and students looked worried as Feng Zhou faced Lin Xiwen in military uniform.
At this time, Lin Xiwen took a careful look at Feng Zhou, made a gesture, and the soldier behind him immediately threw the short knife in his hand to Feng Zhou.
Feng Zhou slowly took the short blade, held the handle with his right hand, and gently pulled out the blade...
Lin Xiwen stepped forward, held down Feng Zhou's right hand with one hand, and thrust out suddenly with the other hand hidden in his cloak.
Lin Xiwen's move completely demonstrated the ability of an elite soldier who is decisive and decisive.
Needless to say, he concealed a dagger in the hand of his cloak.
"This kind of assassination method is indeed a master in the military."
Feng Zhou shook his head in disdain and chuckled. His right hand that was held down seemed completely unaffected. He easily pulled out his short sword, cut through the void, and slashed through Lin Xiwen's cloak.
"Stab it!"
Like a knife cutting through tofu, the short knife in Feng Zhou's hand accurately cut off the dagger hidden in the cloak.
Then, with Lin Xiwen's frightened and incomprehensible eyes, he flew up with a kick and hit him in the chest.
Although his move was not swift enough, Feng Zhou was concerned that it was broad daylight and did not want to be killed in public, so he only used three points of force. Although Lin Xiwen was an elite in the military, how could he withstand his attack?
foot?
Immediately, the whole person flew backwards, flew four to five meters in the air, and crashed to the ground.
"Ahem." Lin Xiwen 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.
The whole place was silent.
Everyone was stunned.
No one expected that Feng Zhou would win so easily when faced with Lin Xiwen, who appeared with great momentum and was dressed as an elite in the military. He easily kicked away Lin Xiwen, who had previously looked cool and impressive.
"Adjutant Lin!"
The soldier next to him screamed in surprise, with a look of disbelief on his face.