"Even our senior brothers are not worthy of being together, I don't know who is worthy of doing it with you?" Luo Haiquan sneered.

"Sun Lutang and Li Shuwen's predecessors are old, so there is no need to say much, while Li Yaochen and Wang Zi are about the same. Feng Zhou said lightly.

"Li Yaochen, Wang Ziping?" everyone in the Eight Extremes was about to burst out, and a middle-aged man behind Luo Hai's body who had not spoken even shouted:

"Do you know what these two people are? Li Yaochen is the king of the infinite sword, famous all over the world, proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and the famous Peking Opera masters have learned from him, and Wang Ziping is known as the 'King of a Thousand Pounds', and he has successively defeated foreign Hercules. These two are both grandmaster-level seniors, so these two people are worthy of working with you?"

"Not bad. Feng Zhou calmly spat out two words.

Many students are not from the martial arts, and they don't know the majesty of those two people, and they feel that since Professor Feng is the closed disciple of Gong Baosen, the number one master in the world, he naturally has extraordinary attainments, and the so-called "heroes have come out of teenagers since ancient times", and it is not normal to win against a few seniors who have been famous for a long time?

But Luo Haiquan and the others didn't think so, they didn't believe in the strength of Fengzhou at all.

Luo Haiquan couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "I originally thought that the closed disciples of the palace seniors would dare to open the door to teach apprentices without a weak crown, what a heroic young man he should be, but I didn't expect it to be just a junior who was unashamed." ”

"The more you practice martial arts, the more you should be in awe of the previous masters, only those of us who practice martial arts know the difficulty of martial arts, and only then can we understand the demeanor and power of Li Yaochen and Wang Ziping's predecessors, you don't even pay attention to them, it's really arrogant and rude. ”

"Brother Luo, why bother talking nonsense with him. Ma Tianming smiled disdainfully and said: "Since Professor Feng is not convinced, let's compete with him and let him be convinced!"

"Not bad!"

Luo Haiquan nodded and said: "Professor Feng, if you say such words, I really can't believe that you are a closed disciple of the palace seniors, and if you want to prove your strength, then compete with me!"

Seeing that after Luo Haiquan finished speaking, he exhaled violently.

"Hey!"

A muffled snort!

In just an instant, Luo Haiquan's green tendons were tense, as if he had turned into a fierce tiger, and the indescribable sound in his throat was like a mouse in his throat.

This is exactly the blowing of Bajiquan! It is the unique method of using qi in Bajiquan, one can stabilize the plate, the second can increase strength, the third can strengthen the muscles and bones, and the fourth can promote Liuhe.

He blew his breath, stomped his feet again, gathered the true qi of his whole body, and with the help of this power, Luo Haiquan suddenly pounced, acting like the wind, and punching like a dragon.

It is really like a stretched bow, like a thunderbolt, like a crossbow arrow.

"What a punch!"

Many of those present were disgraced.

Most of the students have never studied martial arts and do not understand the essence of boxing, but the feeling of this punch can still be seen.

It's horrible!

Except for the wooden stakes in the middle of the field, no one could hard-dock.

"This is really a martial arts master!" Many people couldn't help but gasp.

Some students have also seen those boxers in the ring, but the distance is far away, and they always don't look for a while before they see a person fall down and can't get up again.

But at this moment, Luo Haiquan's unreserved punch calmed everyone down at once!

"I don't know how Professor Feng will pick it up?" everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Feng Zhou.

I saw Feng Zhou standing there loosely, as if he was not prepared at all.

"He didn't even hide, wasn't he afraid of being punched to death by Brother Luo?" A smile just appeared on the corner of Ma Tianming's mouth, but this smile instantly solidified on his face.

In the incredulous gaze of the crowd.

I saw Feng Zhou take a step forward, and with a slight lift of his left arm, Luo Haiquan's unstoppable fist hit Feng Zhou's left arm hard.

"Humph!"

Luo Haiquan saw that the opponent stretched out his hand to resist, which was reasonable, and he didn't care, he just sneered in his heart: "I punched out, I have a strength of hundreds of catties, you actually only use one arm to block, you can't break your arm with one punch, and you will be beaten a foot away, even if I am not good at learning!"

"Bang"

Luo Haiquan's fist slammed into Feng Zhou's arm, and he used all his strength to go out, but he found that he seemed to be hitting a stone wall. With a punch, the stone wall did not move, and his fist was directly painful.

This is not over, Luo Haiquan only felt a counterforce bounce, and his brave body couldn't resist it, and he couldn't help but "kick and kick" and take a few steps back.

And that's not all.

After Feng Zhou blocked Luo Haiquan with one arm, he didn't stop, suddenly took a few steps forward, and swept away with a slap.

This slap swept out, like a sandstorm, and more like a tsunami coming from all over the world, slapping towards the reef by the sea.

"Not good!"

Everyone in the Eight Extremes was disgraced, and it was too late to save them.

Feng Zhou's palm was slapped, Luo Haiquan's legs just stood still, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he had to put his hands in front of him, and then he ate Feng Zhou's palm raw.

"Click!"

A crisp sound.

Luo Haiquan's two hands were broken, and his body was directly slapped away, and the whole person flew three feet away, hit several tables and chairs, and smashed to the ground.

"Ahem. Luo Haiquan fell to the ground with his buttocks, coughed violently twice, and wanted to get up but found that his whole body was weak, and his chest was even more numb.

Not to mention the broken arms, which hung limply on the body.

There was silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"I said, you're not worthy. ”

Feng Zhou leisurely withdrew his hand and said lightly.

When he said this before, everyone only thought that he was too arrogant, but at this time, when they saw that Luo Hai, who was so strong in fist power, was all broken by his hands that he was afraid of, flew out three feet away, and fell to the ground and couldn't get up, he deeply realized the horror of sealing the boat.

"Senior brother!"

Feng Hai pounced and helped Luo Haiquan up.

He and Luo Hai are all senior brothers, and they have a deep friendship in Jinmen together, and they can't help but be angry when they see their senior brother being beaten like this by their opponents.

And the middle-aged man who was standing on the side just now, who had always felt confident, also opened his eyes violently, and the light was direct.

"I actually lost my eyes, this Fengzhou really got the true transmission of Gong Baosen?"

And Ma Tianming stood there, suddenly sweating, feeling that things were beyond his control.

The students were already cheering.

"Professor Feng is so powerful, see if he dares to talk nonsense, just slap him to death!"

When Ma Tianming and the others heard this, their faces turned pale, and Feng Hai was even more gloomy as water.

He looked at Luo Haiquan's broken hands, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "Your Excellency is too cruel." Even if my senior brother's hands are taken back, the future efforts will be lost. ”

Feng Zhou's tone was very calm:

"I kicked the gym at the door, but I couldn't bear a slap, who can blame me?"

"I'm here to learn your excellency's tricks. ”

Feng Hai's blood surged, and he strode forward, wanting to avenge Luo Haiquan.

Feng Zhou still said lightly: "I said, you are not worthy."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Feng Hai with a sneer.

Rao is Feng Hai was carried away by qi and blood, and when he sneered at Feng Zhou, he couldn't help but shudder.

The strength of the whole body did not dare to gather, and the courage to challenge was gone.

He felt powerlessly at this time that although Feng Zhou's words were hurtful, he did have the strength to despise them.

"Feng Hai, you stand down. The middle-aged man spoke: "Professor Feng is indeed good at kung fu, the gossip is worthy of his name, and the martial arts attainments of the palace predecessors are really impressive. ”

Feng Zhou said calmly. "It's better to say than to sing, and if you don't apologize, do you want to run?"

"What do you mean?"

As soon as Feng Zhou's words came out, even the middle-aged man couldn't help but change his face.

I saw Feng Zhou's tone was very calm: "I have built a student club in the private Nankai University, I hope that interested students will learn martial arts, keep fit, and make trouble, but you Bajimen don't go to the nineteen martial arts halls in the martial arts to make trouble, but you come to me to kick the gym for no reason and provoke me, do you think I am being bullied?"

"My master Gong Baosen has never had a personal grudge in his life, and it is not difficult for me to bow to me and apologize for you, get out!"