"Xingyi boxing was first called the heart of the six fists, pay attention to the heart and the mind, although later developed into the imitation of the twelve shapes, fundamentally speaking, but still the body moves at will, the intention is born from the heart. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Your way is tennis, it has nothing to do with national arts, borrowing national arts is just borrowing after all, I can see that you have never regarded yourself as a martial artist. ”

Zhang Heyang stared at Teng Feng seriously and said: "Teng Feng, you and I are also in love, if you don't think I'm verbose, I'll say a few more words." You are not a martial artist, but you are a qualified tennis player, where is your path, you have to ask your heart, the ball should go with your heart, not with the progress of the national arts you practice. Otherwise, you'll always be just an amateur tennis player. ”

"Heart...... Fuji Feng nodded, thoughtful. In his previous life, he lived in an impetuous world, and as long as he didn't break the law for a living, he could do anything, and he had to do everything. In fact, he didn't like sports, but in order to go on to higher education, he took the sports specialty student. Later, there was a rare opportunity to worship under Wang Jinlan, the master of the national art world and the authentic successor of Yang's Taijiquan, and he naturally would not miss it.

But it didn't take long for him to break out of the door, and the national art was just a tool for him to make a living, and he was not interested in this. In fact, he didn't know where he aspired, just to have better material conditions to live this life. Later, once he crossed over and joined a wealthy family, he had no goal, and he didn't even need to do his best to make a living.

Until he joined Qingxue. Fujimine, who originally played tennis but casually to cater to the theme of this world, gradually found fun, fighting spirit, and perseverance in the game. He found that playing tennis may be what he really wants to insist on, Tezuka, Echizen, Oishi, Kikumaru, one by one, desperate for tennis and dreams, gradually influenced him.

"The heart and mind are in harmony, and the body moves at will." On the court, Fuji Feng, who was already difficult to support his body to stand, was half-squatting and half-kneeling on the ground, and the only thing in his heart was to keep reading this sentence, "If you can't learn Chinese arts, can't you play tennis?" I love playing tennis and I don't want my illness to stop me from playing tennis. I'm going to set a small goal, like winning a national first prize first! ”

"The referee still hasn't pronounced the verdict? The little imp is obviously asleep, he can't wake up again, so let's judge Sanada to win and start the doubles exhibition match! It's really a shame, what if foreign guests think that our tennis players are all guys who will fall asleep during the game? Nioh looked at Fuji Feng and couldn't lift his eyelids, and said in his heart, there won't be any more accidents this time, right?

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Sanada, who was poisoned by his mouthful of poisoned milk, almost vomited blood and died, only to see Fuji Feng on the opposite side stand up with a hundred times more energy, and his body was as straight as a javelin. To be reasonable, when Grandpa Fuji Feng went to the sea to do business, there was a group of people who sang about it, didn't he beat the world's top 500 consortium with poisonous milk? The more frustrated the Fujifeng family is, the more courageous it is, the ancestral psoriasis, specializing in the treatment of old Chinese medicine!

Fujimine got back on his feet this time, and it was different from the previous two times. His face was no longer pure after falling asleep, blank and blank, replaced by a confident smile, as if he always exuded a wave of enthusiasm. Everyone in the audience and even Sanada couldn't help but be heartbroken by this momentum, and a sense of respect from the bottom of his heart spontaneously arose, even if he lost the honor of Lihai's three consecutive hegemons, he was willing to fight with him.

This momentum was even seen clearly by the foreign guests in the box in the stands, Zhang Heyang's face was full of surprise and relief, and the joy of finally seeing his little brother grow up was beyond words. Sun Boting was dumbfounded, he was still unconvinced and wanted to say something, opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't spit out a word.

Only Brother Li was still smiling, but the color of the laughter was deeper and thicker, and a pair of walnuts on the plate in his hand made a "Kara" sound, and said, "Look at it, I said that this kid with a hat is really dangerous." ”

Zhang Heyang's face seems to be rough, but in fact, his heart is as thin as hair. He knew very well how terrifying Brother Li's national martial arts strength was, otherwise it would be impossible for someone like Sun Boting to be silent with anything else. But with his muscle control, the walnuts in his hand were scraping non-stop, which was enough to see that this person was in a mood.

"Phew!"

"It's!" Sanada felt his eyes widen too violently for a moment, and his eye sockets seemed to be about to be torn apart. But he didn't care at all, because he felt for a moment that the power of Fujifeng's incoming ball seemed to be no less than the trace that he had defeated once back then. Although there is still a lot of room for growth in the strength of the trace, even if it does not grow, it is very similar to him now, and he was surprised by the surprise of Tai Chi's style of play, and was actually scored by Fuji Feng with a return ball.

"The game is over, and Fujimine wins! Thank you very much for your wonderful performance! ”

This time, Fujimine didn't fall, his closed eyes seemed to be able to see through his eyelids, and he walked slowly with a confident smile on his face, and after shaking hands with Sanada, he walked to the chair next to him to rest, and then he fell down suddenly.

"It's a shame, although there is only one game, but we Lihaida didn't even win a goal." Liu watched Fuji Feng finally fall, and said with some embarrassment: "Another strong man has stood up." ”

"Clams? What time is it? Seven? Nima! The next day, Teng Feng was woken up from the bed by Zhang Heyang in a daze, and after asking the time, he turned over and sat up. Today is the day of the Kanto Race, and the time of the Seigaku report is 8:25, and it is impossible to get from Kanagawa to Tokyo, even if it is a helicopter.

Teng Feng looked at the more than ten missed calls on his mobile phone, and secretly congratulated himself that Zhang Heyang's buddy was really righteous and remembered to wake himself up. Because of the excessive fatigue that completely developed the Sleeping God Realm, he had been sleeping since yesterday morning and had slept for nearly a whole day. Teng Feng nodded and thanked Zhang Heyang, didn't have time to say more, and hurriedly called the housekeeper Zhuang Sishou.

Zhuang Sishou's private phone is connected 24 hours a day, specifically for the convenience of the people of the Fuji Feng family to find him when they have something. Fuji Feng shouted directly at the mobile phone: "Lao Zhuang, quickly send me a helicopter to Lihai University, that's right Kanagawa, and then pick me up and go to the Kanto Race, gogogo!" ”

And on the other side of Tokyo, in the Kanto tournament, Tezuka frowned and said: "Oishi is injured, Fujimine is in Kanagawa, there is no way, Momojo, Echizen, you two will report on their behalf." ”

Tezuka led the eight students to hand over the registration form to the registration office, and the curtain of the Kanto competition was completely opened.

Finally back to the main line, originally it should be best to write the main line on the day it was put on the shelf, but because the newcomer is not very good at writing, the rhythm is not mastered well, and this section really can't be cut, so I pit myself, and the results on the shelf are relatively pitiful. For the sake of the return of the original plot and my sincere remorse, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a subscription, all kinds of requests, old man!

(To be continued.) )