Just as Gong Er and Feng Zhou were talking, behind a big tree in the distance, two old men were standing there, watching.

The man in front of him was dressed in a long robe and a horse coat, with a melon skin hat on his head, and a face that had been through vicissitudes, but his eyes were bright and deep, showing that this old man had experienced countless ups and downs in his life.

This person is none other than Gong Baosen, the grandmaster of the generation who merged Xingyiquan and Baguazhang, and the head of the Chinese Warriors Association.

And the old man behind him, slightly younger than him, with a tall figure, carried a large knife on his back, and sat a monkey on his shoulder, his eyes were sharp, like the edge of a knife, and the beard of his jaw was somewhat unkempt.

This person's name is Jiang Fuxing, he is Gong Baosen's personal old servant, he has been following his master for more than ten years, and the two have a deep love for the master and servant, no less than his biological brother.

At this time, Gong Baosen asked: "Fuxing, in your opinion, does this young man have a foundation?"

Jiang Fuxing frowned and said, "Master, I think this kid is only afraid of being ashamed." ”

"Oh, how do you say?"

"He is dressed as a foreign devil, not like a person who practices martial arts in China, the foreign masters who usually fight with our Chinese boxers, which one is not a strong man, but he is just an average figure, and he is not very old, what strength can he have?"

At the same time, Gong Er's palm had already hit Feng Zhou, and he was overjoyed, and then his footsteps turned around, his body had already appeared on Feng Zhou's side, and his right hand had already turned out from behind him, and a palm hit Feng Zhou's shoulder.

She hit her opponent with two moves in a row, but when she saw that her opponent didn't even dodge, she was so sure that she didn't continue to send out the third move, but took a few steps back.

"Good kung fu! Second Miss, these two moves, no matter what the strength is, the artistic conception of this Baguazhang has arrived!" Jiang Fuxing praised.

Gong Baosen didn't speak, just nodded slightly, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

Speaking of martial arts, sixteen or seventeen-year-old Gong Er is limited to age and daughter's body, and he still can't do it, but in terms of moves and artistic conception, he is already a little hot, and it is not a problem to deal with ordinary young men, three or five.

But I saw that Feng Zhou was hit by two palms, but he was still standing there, not moving, and there was an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the two palms hit him, like a breeze blowing on his face.

"Hey, why didn't you move?" asked Miyaji in surprise.

You must know that Gong Er hit the opponent with two consecutive moves, but it was full of strength, and even if an ordinary man didn't fall, he had to be beaten and staggered back a few steps.

Although women's boxing is a weakness in terms of strength, it also depends on who is right.

Competing with martial arts masters, it is naturally at a disadvantage in terms of strength, but compared with ordinary men, this strength is not trivial.

She attacked two moves in a row just now, and she only used three successful forces, although she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, it was enough to repel ordinary strong men.

What's more, the person who fought with her was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?

But Feng Zhou didn't seem to be aware of it.

Gong Er and the others naturally didn't know that although Feng Zhou in front of him looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he was under the guidance of a top martial arts coach, using top-level physical fitness methods, and the physique he had cultivated after eight years of training was already on par with Bruce Wayne, which was forged by thousands of hammers and smelted, and was close to the limit that a human body could reach.

Although Gong Er's Bagua Palm is strong, after all, the skill has not been completed, and it has no effect on Feng Zhou.

"This kid is so powerful. ”

Jiang Fuxing's face was shocked, and he was amazed.

Gong Baosen's eyes narrowed slightly, and then they opened, without saying a word, but his expression became a little more solemn.

Feng Zhou smiled faintly: "Don't hide it from the girl, what I practice is King Kong is not bad, although I don't dare to say that I am invulnerable, but ordinary fists hit me, just like tickling." ”

King Kong is not bad?

The bragging skin was blown to the sky.

What's more, this girl's martial arts are carefully taught by her father, and she has practiced Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, and she has never slackened off for ten years, is it an "ordinary fist"?

Gong Er was slightly angry in his heart, and shouted: "Don't be ashamed to say it! This girl will teach you a lesson, a fake monk who practices Vajra and does not break the magic skills!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward again, but his feet swam uncertainly, like a slippery fish, and after slapping his palm on Feng Zhou's chest, he turned his body, and then kicked his legs, lifted his shoulders, and slammed his elbows into Feng Zhou's back.

Baguazhang is not a hard-hitting kung fu, its characteristic is slippery, and the basis lies in turning in circles.

Drive the palm power in the rotation of the body, constantly look for the opponent's flaws, and then hit it.

"The second lady has already hit a real fire, if that kid still wants to be motionless like he did just now, and is beaten passively, then he will be beaten. Jiang Fuxing sneered.

But at this time, Feng Zhou's arms drooped and he was motionless, completely looking like he was being beaten passively, as if his whole body was full of flaws.

Gong Er exerted all his strength, and all kinds of moves came like antelope hanging horns.

Every move and every palm hit Feng Zhou's body, and the strength became bigger and bigger, and the strength became more and more sufficient.

But no matter how you hit the boat, no matter how you hit the boat, the latter is motionless, as if it is a fixed wooden stake, which can neither move nor hurt.

Feng Zhou let her attack with all her strength, and if she didn't move, Gong Er would naturally not attack his eyes, throat and other places.

Although Baguazhang has some black moves, those who practice Baguazhang have martial virtues.

Gong Er encountered a "human stake" who couldn't move, and gradually got out of his heart, and the moves in his hands became faster and faster, and in the end, he saw that one person in the field did not move, and another figure flipped around him, and the sound of energy shaking and bones crackling was endless.

But no matter how much strength Gong Er exerted and how sharp his moves were, Feng Zhou remained motionless, as if the fists and palm forces that hit him were really tickling.

"W-how is this possible?"

This time, Jiang Fuxing was dumbfounded, and even Gong Baosen couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking incredible.

This person's hard work has come to this point?

How old is he?

In the middle of the ring, Gong Er suddenly took a few steps back and shouted, "Why do you only defend and not attack?

Feng Zhou smiled: "Since the girl wants to see my kung fu, it's okay." ”

As he spoke, he moved his body and suddenly rushed forward, walking with his body, and slammed his palm into Gong Er's front door.

His move was really like a rabbit, as fast as lightning, Gong Er was taken aback, his body retreated rapidly, and then his body turned, with one palm in front and one palm in the back, and Feng Zhou handed it over.

Gong Er's father is a generation of grandmaster Gong Baosen, is Dong Haichuan's descendant grandson, his skills are unfathomable, and when he usually teaches his daughter, he is also very attentive.

The two fought, and it was Feng Zhou who was beaten, after all, Feng Zhou was bullying the small, he didn't lead it, and every time his palm was about to hit Gong Er, he deliberately paused to avoid hurting the little girl in front of him.

He just wanted to see the extremely prestigious Sixty-Four Hands of the Gong Family, and see the more powerful Baguazhang in the hands of Gong Baosen, instead of wanting to bully women.

The two fought for a while, Feng Zhou retreated, jumped out of the circle, and said with a smile: "Girl, you have already hit me with a hundred punches, you can rest." ”

Gong Er was already panting slightly at this time, snorted arrogantly, but did not continue to move, and asked in his mouth: "You fought with me just now, it is very much like a gossip palm, why is it weird, who taught you?"