As soon as Feng Zhou's words came out, the faces of everyone in the audience changed greatly.

"Sealed ...... Professor Feng: "Ma Tianming was stunned all of a sudden.

The thing was done by him, she originally thought that both sides were people with status, and they had a fight, embarrassing Feng Zhou a little, and let him lose people in Nankai once.

I never thought that this Professor Feng would be so terrifying, and with one move, he would break his arms and fly a few feet away, which was even more powerful than the legendary hero.

Now Feng Zhou is forcing them to bow and apologize, which is a big deal.

You must know that warriors have dignity, and if you bow and apologize in front of everyone, don't mix it up in the future, and go back to your hometown to farm obediently. But before they leave, they are afraid that they will clean up their own instigators.

Even if they don't dare to clean themselves up, they won't be able to get along in Nankai.

Even if his father is a school director, others will not look down on him in his heart.

"Sealed ...... Professor Feng, I'll forget it. ”

For a while, Ma Tianming was sweating profusely and spoke incoherently.

"What are you to dare to interject?"

Feng Zhou glanced at him and spoke lightly.

Ma Tianming closed his mouth suddenly, stopped speaking, and felt like falling into the abyss in his heart.

Feng Zhou is a visiting professor personally hired by President Zhang, a columnist for serialized works in the Beijing-Tianjin Times, and a closed disciple of Grand Master Gong Baosen.

The status is higher than that of a Ma Tianming, and I don't know where it is.

Even if his father of the school director came over, what could he do?

"Professor Feng, are you making an enmity with our Eight Extremes?" the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and a trace of anger flashed in them.

"What's the matter, come here to kick the gym, and still want to go out in a big way?"

Feng Zhou stood still and said slowly.

I have a good way to hold a martial arts class here to cultivate students' interest, and you have to come to the gym to kick in, and you are arrogant and scathing.

Now that he has lost, he still says shameless words like "revenge".

I'm a closed disciple of Baguazhang Grandmaster Gong Baosen, why don't you want to make a feud when you come to kick the hall?

It's not that my master is far away in the northeast, and he has always had no personal enmity and forbearance. So you want to step on the field unscrupulously?

If I don't give you a little color, do you really think that I am being bullied by others?

"In that case, I can only teach the Baguazhang stunt. The middle-aged man solemnly hugged his fist, as if facing an elder who was extremely respectful.

Luo Haiquan and Feng Hai looked solemn.

Because of the middle-aged man's move, it was extremely solemn, and he treated Feng Zhou as a grandmaster.

In this case, even if you lose, you have something to say.

"Who are you?"

Feng Zhou glanced at the middle-aged man, his face remained unchanged, and his eyes were like a peaceful lake, unchanged.

"Baji, Huo Qingfei!" said the middle-aged man proudly.

"Oh, Huo Diange's nephew?"

Feng Zhou asked casually.

At this time, Huo Diange, the eight-pole grandmaster, was serving as countless teachers beside the former Qing Dynasty Emperor Pu Yi, and his nephew Huo Qingyun served as a guard, and many eight-pole boxers were worshipping by Pu Yi's side.

The middle-aged man in front of him is named Huo Qingfei, and he is a Bajiquan master in the Jinmen area, of course, he can't get rid of Huo Diange.

"That's right!" Huo Qingfei said lightly.

He did not follow Huo Diange to serve as Puyi's worship, not because he couldn't learn martial arts, but because his martial arts had reached a very high level and he wanted to stand on his own.

In the past, after the family and the big faction have grown, they will be in line with the principle of "eggs can't be put in one basket", and will send the major disciples to serve in different forces, while doing the branch and leaf distribution, and investing separately, when the future turmoil, the family or sect can survive.

Huo Qingfei is the leader of the Eight Poles and One Lineage, his age is almost the same as Huo Diange, and his strength is not below him, although he is in Jinmen, he wants to set up his own door, or take refuge in another faction, which is the reason for the above.

Today, by chance, he and his nephew were invited to come here to meet this boat for a while.

For the sake of the reputation of the Eight Extremes and One Pulse, he could only fight with Feng Zhou.

"That's it, you can do it. Feng Zhou looked indifferent, as if he was fighting with Huo Qingfei, and he was passing the time casually.

A trace of humiliation flashed in Huo Qingfei's eyes, he had already done the most respectful salute, but Feng Zhou did not return the corresponding respect, which was the slightest contempt for him!

"In that case, let's see the truth in our hands!"

"Whew!"

As he blew his breath and stomped his feet, the cement floor under his feet suddenly tore inch by inch, and a table next to him was directly shocked to jump, and Huo Qingyun reached out and swept it and punched on the table.

"Boom!"

The wind is sharp!

The table was like a rolling wood stone thrown from the city, the speed was extremely fast, and it rushed towards the sealing boat, with Huo Qingfei's drumming out of the true qi on it, even the real stone wall could be smashed.

"Professor Feng, be careful!" a student couldn't help but exclaim.

It can be seen that the middle-aged Huo Qingfei in front of him is much more powerful than Luo Haiquan just now, and he looks like a giant beast with the power to destroy the world, which is really cold to the weak students.

What is the essence of people practicing martial arts?

Knocking out opponents, of course.

And to knock down the opponent, you must be stronger than the opponent, faster than the opponent, and more clever than the opponent's moves.

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 in the face of jackals, tigers and leopards.

Because they don't have enough strength to resist.

And Huo Qingfei punched the table, and the wind that brought it up was like thunder, which shows how strong his strength is!

"Smack!"

Feng Zhou slapped the table on the ground casually.

The thunderous sound of the wind, the incomparably fast speed, instantly turned into nothing.

The table rested there as if he had been there.

But at this time, Huo Qingfei had already attacked, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the whole person was like a fire bull, with a sky-high aura, and every punch was like a tiger attacking its prey.

Such a majesty made everyone lose color, and the timid schoolgirls even screamed.

"I wonder if Professor Feng is his opponent?"

Even if Feng Zhou had just finished publishing an article "I Have a Dream", and had just defeated Luo Haiquan, he was like a god in their hearts, but seeing Huo Qingfei's horror, many students still felt a little shaken in their hearts.

At this time, Huo Qingfei was already close to Feng Zhou, his hands were like electricity, his hammer was like the wind, and his moves were extremely fast, thinking that Feng Zhou would hit it violently, it was the "sinking energy" in Baji Boxing!

The power of Bajiquan is characterized by "fierce and violent, crashing and assault", "moving like a stretched bow, like thunder", the power is extremely great, and when he practices to this point, he is afraid that a stone wall is beside him, and Huo Qingfei can also smash it with one punch.

Huo Qingfei has this confidence, unless a real grandmaster is present, such as Gong Baosen in front of him, no one can block his punch. Baji has always been known for its fierceness and uncasting, and Huo Qingfei is in the prime of life, his blood is like the sea, even if there is a real grandmaster, he also dares to fight.

"Boom!"

Like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and like a heavy hammer hitting a big drum, Feng Zhou used the same move just now to block Huo Qingfei's punch with his left arm.

Everyone trembled in their hearts, and hurriedly looked at it, but saw that Feng Zhou was still standing there, and Huo Qingfei clenched his hands into fists and smashed on his left arm, but Feng Zhou did not move, as if he was unharmed.

"How is this possible?"

Huo Qingfei withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and looked at Feng Zhou in disbelief.

Thinking of the feeling when he hit his fist just now, it was like hitting the steel plate with both hands, but he was shocked and painful, and even Huo Qingfei could vaguely feel that the bones in his hand were cracked.

Feng Zhou actually used his arm to forcibly withstand his punch with all his might, but nothing happened?

"You easily defused my punch, where do I have a chance to dodge if I want to fight back?"

Huo Qingfei looked lost and depressed.

That's too big a gap!

Feng Zhou patted the dust on his arm, shook his head and said:

"I said, you're not worthy. ”