"Where is this?"

Feng Zhou looked at the snowy world and didn't react for a long time.

He remembered that as soon as he stepped into the black hole, his body shook suddenly, the white light flashed in front of him, and the scenery changed rapidly, and when he came back to his senses, he appeared in this seemingly barren mountain and wild place.

It is said that it is a barren mountain because the surrounding area is covered with snow, and the trees and ground are white, as if there are no pedestrians in sight.

Saying no, it is also because at the bend of the mountain corner in front of you, it seems to see the slowly rising crowd.

"Let's see what kind of place this is!"

At this time, the sky was dawning, the sun was rising in the east mountain, although the ground was still snow-white, and the road was slippery and difficult to walk, but how strong the seal boat was, he didn't care about this at all, so he walked towards the cooking smoke.

Turning the corner of the mountain, I suddenly heard the sound of "Heyha", the voice was delicate, and I knew that it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Bypassing a few big trees, I saw a Chinese girl in a blue robe and cotton clothes in the snow in front of me, practicing boxing there, the sun shining on her face, and the girl's face seemed to reflect the shining light.

She has a straight face, a slightly plump and round duck egg face, her eyes are relatively large, there is a kind of confidence and sincerity in her eyes, her skin is whiter than the snowflakes around her, and when she practices boxing, there is a faint beautiful charm of dance.

One palm leans forward, one palm protects, the feet move with the body, the whole body is like a whole, both agile and light, and the strength is heavy.

Feng Zhou could already see at a glance that this girl was practicing Baguazhang.

And it's the most authentic Baguazhang.

"Rigidity and softness, virtual and real, this Baguazhang is really the leader of the inner boxing. ”

Feng Zhou couldn't help but sigh.

The girl who practiced boxing had already practiced her boxing skills vigorously, and suddenly heard someone talking, and couldn't help but turn around to look, and saw a man dressed as a foreign devil standing not far away looking at herself in a daze.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Feng Zhou saw that she looked dignified, her eyes were thoughtful, she was a simple girl, but she didn't expect that when she spoke, she was crisp and pleasant, like a lark, it was comfortable to listen to, and she suddenly reflected the feeling of a girl in the flower season, and couldn't help laughing: "I'm lost, I don't know where this is, dare to ask, what kind of place is this?"

The girl looked at him carefully and said, "Don't you even know where you are?"

Feng Zhou said: "If only I knew where I am...... Huh, that's not right!"

A flash of lightning suddenly lit up in his mind, and he instantly remembered something, and looked at the girl in front of him in surprise, "I know you!"

Feng Shen said in a very calm tone: "Are you called Gong Ruomei?"

The girl's complexion did not change at all, but her eyes suddenly had a hint of sharpness.

"If you know my name, you must know what this place is, and you know where it is. Who are you?"

"On a snowy day, Baguazhang, the name of the girl who practices boxing is Gong Ruomei, this is the scene character of "The Grandmaster"!"

Seeing the girl in front of him confessing her identity, Feng Zhou was surprised inexplicably, "I actually came to the world of a generation of grandmasters? ”

He has been in Gotham City for eight years, growing from a weak crown to a stand, and at the age of thirty he is already a billionaire, and he has not honed anything else, and his heart is already perfect.

When "The Grandmaster" first appeared, it was the 25th year of the Republic of China and the Liangguang Incident, when Gong Er had graduated from college, was engaged and unmarried, and was about twenty-three or four years old. At this time, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, so it should be the seventeenth or eighteenth year of the Republic of China, that is, around 1929 and 1930.

Although I don't know if the Chinese Samurai Association still exists, it is certain that the Gong family lived in Mukden at this time.

That is to say, he appeared in Fengtian, Huaxia during the Republic of China at this time, and it was the famous Second Zu Hanqing General who ruled this generation, and his Lao Tzu, who was a hero in troubled times, had been blown up by the Japanese.

All kinds of thoughts flashed, Feng Zhou smiled and said: "I am in the United States, I heard that there is a martial arts master Gong Baosen in Fengtian, Huaxia, who has merged Xingyi Quan and Bagua Boxing, and is a world-famous generation of grandmasters, and his daughter Miss Gong Er, who was born a martial idiot, will be able to carry forward the Gong family's mastery in the future, and everyone knows it." ”

Thousands of wears, but sycophants don't wear.

When the girl heard the praise of the "fake foreign devil" in front of her for the father and daughter of the palace family, she couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth upward, revealing an extremely beautiful arc.

She was originally extremely beautiful, and this smile is even more glamorous, making people feel beautiful.

But then he straightened his face and said angrily: "You are only sixteen or seventeen years old, who are you called a little girl?"

Feng Zhou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and couldn't help but look down at himself, only to see that the skin on his hands was still a little crystal delicate, and he really looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at himself carefully, his body was tall and straight, his bones were thick and strong, and his body was full of inexhaustible strength, exactly the same as when he was in Gotham.

"It seems that I have only gotten younger and my physical fitness has not changed. He relieved himself slightly.

Seeing that he was silent, Gong Er couldn't help but sneer: "Why don't you speak?" Do you want to steal from the sixty-four thieves of my Gong family?"

Feng Zhou smiled: "Mr. Gong has many disciples, not like Chen Changxing, I want to learn from a teacher, and it is also a bright and bright art, how can I steal it, Miss Gong Er thinks too much." ”

Gong Er was stunned when he heard this, and after thinking about it carefully, he was still hard-mouthed: "Hmph! Look at your ghostly head, you are invincible compared to Yang, you are really not ashamed." ”

When Yang Luchan went to Chenjiagou to learn art, Chen Changxing, the head of Chen's Taiji, closed the door and did not accept it, Yang Luchan had to stay in his house as a helper, secretly learn to practice boxing, and then finally moved Chen Changxing, will be a peerless to teach, in the future, Yang Luchan with Taijiquan in the capital famous, this matter has also become a "beautiful talk".

Feng Zhou compares Gong Baosen with "Chen Changxing" here, naturally touting that Gong Baosen is also a generation of grandmasters, but he is more open-minded than Chen Changxing and has a broad pattern.

But Gong Er was hard-mouthed, saying that Feng Zhou's martial arts were low, but he compared himself to Yang Luchan, which was gold on his face.

How could Feng Zhou take the little girl's sarcasm to heart, and said with a faint smile: "In terms of kung fu cultivation, I am not as good as Yang Luchan, but when it comes to life and death struggle, I may not lose to him." ”

"Cut!"

Gong Er's chin raised: "So you are very confident in your kung fu?

Feng Zhou said with a smile: "I don't dare to be a master, but it's hard for others to defeat me." ”

Gong Er was unconvinced: "I think you are bragging, a fake foreign devil, what kind of martial arts can you do?"

Fake foreign devils?

Feng Zhou knows that he is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, like a foreigner, although this is not uncommon in the Republic of China, but most of these are worn by upper-class wealthy families, comprador class or young people with overseas experience.

Of course, Feng Zhou understood that the second little girl in the palace was just sharp and sharp, and he didn't care, and said with a smile: "Although I am a fake foreign devil, my ancestor is also an authentic Chinese person, what's so strange about martial arts?"

Gong Er was waiting for him to say this, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, but his mouth was like cold frost: "Then let me see what kind of kung fu you know?"

You must know that although Gong Er is a daughter's family, he is a martial arts idiot, and now he meets a tall and handsome young man, and he is a little shy in his heart, but when he hears that he knows martial arts, in addition to this shyness, he has a trace of curiosity, and he has the meaning of competing with him in his heart.

As she spoke, she stepped forward, lifted her palm with one hand, and suddenly pushed it towards Feng Zhou's chest.

This palm is direct and concise, but it is very practical and powerful.

"Smack!"

There was a crunch.

Gong Er's gossip palm slapped Feng Zhou's body.