The Zhang family is a national art family, but he can't fight with people for no reason! But in the past few days since he returned to the family, he also knew that these people from the National Art Pavilion would die to save face and suffer crimes. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info rushed up to fight with people after being scolded twice, and there was no hatred, so why bother looking for no fun.

More importantly, today is really the day to report to Jianghai University! Although there is no admission notice, my grandfather has already greeted the president of Jianghai University, and after he came to Jianghai University, he took out his ID card and went through the admission procedures, and was assigned to the third room on the second floor of Building B of the dormitory at the back.

Next to him were all the freshmen of Yingying Yanyan, but Zhang Ren already had a place in his heart, so he ignored these people at all, and quickly found his dormitory.

He was the first to come! According to the rules, he naturally chose the bed first. But he had just put his luggage on the lower bunk on the left, when a sharp voice suddenly sounded at the door: "Brother, can you discuss and give me that bunk?"

Zhang Ren turned around, but saw a young man at the door, he was seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a famous brand, with oily hair and powdery face, and had the potential to be a little white face. What makes people speechless is that this guy is carrying a bag about the size of himself behind him. This made Zhang Ren suspect that he was not here to report to the university, but to go camping in the mountains!

Zhang Ren said indifferently: "This position is given to you!"

The young man who wanted a bed was overjoyed, took out a piece of Chinese from his clothes and handed it to Zhang Ren and said, "Little brother Pang Chen, a freshman majoring in economics, please advise!"

Before the words fell, another person walked in from the door, this classmate had a beautiful face, but his expression was cold, and the whole person was like an ice cube, as if he couldn't smile! This guy didn't speak, and directly put the salute on the bunk on the right.

Pang Chen frowned and said, "Hey, you are a little bit of a first-come-later-come, the bed on the right belongs to this classmate." ”

Zhang Ren didn't care, and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I can make any bed!"

The cold man glanced at him, nodded, and then stretched out his hand and said, "Gao Yu, a freshman majoring in agriculture!"

Zhang Ren shook hands with him, and couldn't help frowning, this person's hand was not big, but it was very cold, as if there was a layer of ice on it.

He was stunned for a moment and said, "Zhang Ren, a freshman majoring in history, please take care of me." ”

The reason why he chose history was also to find the enemy of the Seven Star Gate from the history of Chinese national arts, so as to take revenge.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Pang Chen smiled and said, "Three of the four talents in our dormitory have come, I don't know what the last one is!"

Before the words fell, a wall suddenly appeared at the door!

Several people couldn't help but look back, and they couldn't help but be surprised. This guy is 1.9 meters tall, his figure is extremely burly, even if he has fattened clothes, he looks tight, and his flesh is extremely strong.

This guy walked very fast, each step was about twice that of a normal person, and soon came to the dormitory, muttering, "How can people live in such a small place." As he spoke, he had already thrown his things on the rest of the bunk. This made Pang Chen breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that he was going to rob his lower bunk!

After a short period of familiarization, the man introduced himself. His name is Zhou Tong and he is from Shanxi. These people were young people and quickly became familiar with them. Zhang Ren looked at these people, and once he had a little understanding of his roommates in the next few years.

Pang Chen's family is very good, but it is far worse than the Zhang family. Oily noodles, like music and pickle girls. And Gao Yu is reluctant to speak, introverted and cold. As for Zhou Tong, who came at the end, he has a hearty personality, and it seems that he should be a master of national arts!

After chatting for a while, Zhou Tong stood up and said, "It's noon, let's go to dinner, celebrate today, I'm in for a treat!"

Pang Chen shook his head and said, "You're welcome, we will be brothers in the future." Eat casually in the cafeteria at noon today, and I opened a table in Zhou's old store in the evening to celebrate our acquaintance!"

Zhou Tong was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Okay! I'll invite you next time." ”

Zhang Ren looked at these people and sighed a little in his heart.

This is the real young maniac. No wonder the master once said that I would have the opportunity to go to the social school in the future. It's a completely different atmosphere from the mountains.

After a few people finished eating at noon, they came to the playground. After another ten minutes, Zhou Tong said to them: "I won't hide it from you, our family is also a famous family in Shanxi, although the family heirloom Tongjian is invincible all over the world, but it is also famous in China, and this time I came here to develop Tongjiquan!"

Saying this, he moved his body and got off the field and began to practice boxing, which is undeniable. Zhou Tong was already tall and big, whether it was the speed of his punches or his moves, he was very surprised, and his fists were whirring and ringing, which was very good-looking!

Zhang Ren once familiarized himself with the cheats of Tongjiquan, and nodded again and again, Zhou Tong has a solid foundation and is powerful. In addition to the national arts, he is definitely not an ordinary performer, but a kid who has a deep understanding of Tongjiquan. His national skills are very strong, at least much stronger than his two cousins, and he is even on a par with the Dharma Ring Monk.

Suddenly, Zhou Tong stopped and said with a smile: "I think everyone has also learned national arts, if only we could learn from each other." ”

Pang Chen shook his head again and again and said: "I'm not that interested! It's good to have this time to chat with the school flowers, I really don't understand you, you practice national arts all day long, and your whole body is sweaty, what's the benefit!"

Zhou Tong smiled and said honestly: "I don't know, but my grandfather and father both practice national arts, so I'll follow!"

But at this time, Gao Yu, who was sitting next to him, frowned and said, "I've heard people say that the Tongjian is divided into eight eight sixty-four styles, and the further back it goes, the stronger the power, how did you practice forty-nine styles!"

Zhou Tong said with a gloomy expression: "I can't see that you are quite eyesighted, but the arm fist is eighty-eighty-sixty-four, but fifty years ago, my grandfather competed with others and died there on the spot." At that time, my grandfather only learned the 49-style Tongjiquan, so this one was only 49-style Tongjiquan. ”

Gao Yu still said coldly: "This is not right! Since you know how to use the arm box, you should have the boxing spectrum of the arm boxing, and you will not lose the boxing technique!"

Zhou Tong sighed and said: "It's a long story, when we had big braids, the Qing Dynasty once sent eagle dogs to sweep our Zhou family and snatched the boxing spectrum of Tongjiquan.

Some eagle dogs in the Qing Dynasty were refined into our Zhou family's arm fist, which resulted in endangering the people in the rivers and lakes at that time. Our ancestors decided not to leave any more boxing scores, and at first they only handed over 49 styles to their descendants. After these people have mastered all the forty-nine forms, the patriarch will send them to his descendants. ”

The big man sighed and said, "So, starting from my grandfather, what I am most eager for is to find our Zhou family's Tongjian boxing, but that's just a dream, the world is so big, where can I find it!"

Zhang Ren was stunned in his heart, Shizun is really amazing, and he doesn't know where to get the boxing book. It's a pity that in that fire, all of them were burned! But Zhang Ren wrote down all of these 64 types of Tongjiquan. It's just that he wasn't sure if what Zhou Tong said was true or false, and he didn't have the idea of returning the boxing book.

He stood up and was about to go back, but Pang Chen grabbed his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, although I am not interested in national arts, I have the ability you can't ask for!"