I don't know how long it took, the green hair reacted suddenly, ran to the black bear who fainted on the ground, held the black bear's head and shook it, and said something in his mouth: "Boss, wake up quickly, you can't fall asleep." ”

The Eight King Kongs saw that the boss was knocked unconscious by Song Haowen's punch, and the ribs on his body were broken, although he felt incredible, but after all, he had been on the battlefield for a long time and knew what to do at this time, so the eight people immediately looked at each other, and raised wooden sticks, steel pipes, daggers, three-section sticks and other instruments respectively, and attacked Song Haowen together.

Before the onlookers fully woke up from the shock, they saw that Song Haowen was in extreme danger all of a sudden. Not to mention that he wants to face eight gangsters with armed weapons with his bare hands, even if the opponent fights with his bare hands, with one enemy and eight against eight, it is not something that ordinary people can handle. In the face of this one-sided situation, even his dead fans did not dare to join in this tragic fight, and there was no way to save it except to pray in his heart.

However, Song Haowen, who was in danger, was not afraid of danger, he first quickly retreated backwards, avoiding the frontal attack of the Eight King Kongs, and made a move behind him with both hands, as if he had long eyes behind his back, and immediately grabbed the two green-haired followers who blocked his retreat, and then, with a wave of his arms, he saw two hooligans flying forward out of thin air, and suddenly met the Eight King Kongs who rushed up.

Before the Eight King Kongs could react, they didn't have time to stop at all, and the weapons in their hands had already hit their companions who came in the air, and the two accomplices were severely injured at once, blood splashed on the spot, and in the miserable howl, they fainted, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Song Haowen's hand made the green-haired entourage scattered, although he didn't retreat immediately, he didn't dare to get too close to him, he could only look at the opponent from a distance, but he didn't even dare to shout slogans.

The Eight King Kongs saw that they were going to hit Song Haowen and kill the other party, but in the end, they hurt their companions, and they were all a little confused. Song Haowen took advantage of the moment when the other party reacted slowly, and immediately rushed to the front of the Eight King Kongs like a tiger descending from the mountain, first striking left and right with both fists, and then a series of flying legs, and in a moment, he knocked down all the Eight King Kongs.

Knocked down the Eight King Kongs in front of him, Song Haowen turned around with a beautiful volley, and suddenly came to the green hair, the green hair was so frightened that he urinated all of a sudden, and he couldn't take a step to escape from the legs. Song Haowen didn't spare him this time, and kicked off one of his legs with a flying kick.

Then, Song Haowen knocked down several of the green-haired men one by one. From the punch to the black bear to the last hooligan being put down, it only took a minute before and after, and the audience next to them only felt dazzled, and before they understood what was going on, the fight on the field was over.

Suddenly, there was a round of applause from outside the venue, and then, the applause suddenly sounded like a storm, mixed with "Song Haowen I love you", "Song Haowen is too handsome", "Song Haowen is a hero"...... shouts.

Soon, the police from the police station rushed over, and when they learned from the onlookers that the more than ten ruffians who were registered at the police station were all knocked down by Song Haowen alone, they couldn't believe it, and repeatedly asked more than a dozen people, all of whom came to the same conclusion, so they were a little convinced, and they couldn't help but be amazed by Song Haowen's fists and feet.

After the police investigated and collected evidence from Song Haowen and the crowd at the scene, they let Song Haowen go back, and the hooligans who participated in the brawl, whether they were injured or not, were all handcuffed and escorted away, waiting for severe punishment by the law.

By the time Song Haowen rode back to the dormitory, it was already past eleven o'clock at night. Tonight, Zhu Hongyu and Na Renhua did not return to the dormitory, and they both lived in the sales department. The movement of Song Haowen coming back woke the two girls from their dreams, and they came out of the room with their clothes on, asking him why he came back so late. He couldn't say that he was late because he was fighting with someone, so he vaguely said that there was something in the music room and it was delayed.

When Zhu Hongyu and Na Renhua saw Song Haowen say this, they didn't want to delve into it, so after saying goodnight to each other, they went back to their rooms to rest. Song Haowen thought of the two fights this afternoon and evening, and felt that it was still quite useful for him to have kung fu, and if he had time in the future, it was best to take a step further up, and if he encountered this kind of situation again, he would be able to deal with it more easily.

However, what puzzled Song Haowen was that he felt that after he was reborn, not only did his kung fu improve, but his courage also became much stronger and he became very confident. In his previous life, he was timid and scared, used to compromise, and never really did anything with anyone, let alone a fight with a dozen people. But since his rebirth, he has fought several large and small fights. Soon after crossing over, he fought with Zhu Yuanyuan's cousin Huang Mao, although the people who fought with him were all hairy children on the small street, except for the mouth murderer, none of them could fight, but in the end it was more than a dozen.

Later, Song Haowen had an argument with Zheng Yishui and his gang in the team. Although they only have brute force and fighting skills, after all, they are tall and powerful, and they don't know how important they are, so it is not easy to defeat them.

On the way to report to Beijing University, Song Haowen fought the four robbers alone on the bus with his bare hands, and he was not afraid, in his previous life, if he encountered this situation, he would most likely be wise to protect himself, and he would not act bravely and stand up.

Last semester, in order to help Qian Youlai and Na Renhua, Song Haowen made two more shots, and he also did not hesitate to make a move when it was time to make a move. Today, the green-haired, black bear, and the Eight King Kongs he met were not ordinary ruffians and hooligans, but he had two brushes in his hands, but despite this, he was still able to defy strong enemies and dare to make a move.

Thinking of this, Song Haowen couldn't help but feel a little proud, and he didn't feel sleepy. He had no choice but to get off the kang and play Tai Chi. Then, he squatted and walked on the horse, making a spit, imagining the true qi in martial arts novels, hoping to find it in himself.

Song Haowen knew that in the eighties and nineties of his previous life, under the influence of martial arts novels in Hong Kong and Taiwan, Qigong fever was once formed in China, and various places also set up Qigong associations. According to the development of the previous life, it will not be long before the whole country will set off a qigong craze, and qigong associations at all levels will also come into being.

For Qigong, the understanding of the previous life is very complicated and confusing, because it is mixed with the so-called concepts of true qi, vitality energy, internal force and spiritual power, which makes qigong very mysterious. First is a martial arts novel, and then a Xiuzhen novel, which created Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, and Shenshen out of nothing...... The so-called level makes countless qigong practitioners both yearn for and be confused.

We must practice the exercises, not be afraid of hardships, and we must persevere. In the previous life, because the pace of life was too fast, and the practitioners were afraid of suffering greatly, lacked perseverance, floated on the surface, and were eager for quick success, there were very few people who had achieved something in qigong, and as for those who generated internal force from true qi, it was even rarer. In the past life, there were thousands of people who practiced qigong, but very few people knew the most basic acupuncture points and meridians, and most of them knew nothing.

In the previous life, the most street performances of qigong were hard qigong, what kind of human body crushed boulders, palms split bricks, what iron cloth shirts, golden bell jars, and what javelins on the neck...... These, there is no attraction to Song Haoyun, what he likes is the so-called longitudinal cloud ladder, water floating, stepping on snow without a trace and other light skills, and again, he fantasizes that one day, he really has a strong internal force, so that there will be empty points, healing and saving people, snapping of fingers, and the palm of God......

In Song Haowen's previous life, of course, he knew that his idea was unrealistic, too naïve, and purely conjecture, but he was still deeply attracted by this idea, and whenever he had free time, he couldn't help but look for the secret of cultivation. Just like the vast majority of smokers, who know that smoking is harmful to their health, but firmly believe that smoking is not very toxic and will not cause immediate results, they will die instantly, so they swear to quit smoking while gambling and curse, and at the same time constantly forgive themselves, and finally they can't quit when they die.

In his previous life, Song Haowen had practiced qigong for a long time according to the martial arts books published by the public, and he had studied the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body, but the result was nothing, and he didn't feel that there was true qi in his body at all, let alone emit a trace of internal force. Tonight, because he really couldn't sleep, he practiced qigong as a kind of calming the mind and recuperating his mind, and meditated and relaxed.

It's funny to say, in Song Haowen's previous life, he also saw a silk paper manuscript from a used bookstall that claimed to be the secret of divine skills, the book was called "Tai Chi Xuangong", and the silk paper was quite old, and it seemed to be no less than a hundred years. At that time, he had the mentality of picking up leaks and spent 100 yuan to buy it. But after going home, I read it many times, except for a few sentences in Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" that can be understood, the other words are like crazy words, which makes people unbearable to read and can't understand at all; The illustrations are even more vulgar, like children's graffiti, and there is no aesthetic sense. He studied it for a week, felt clueless, and asked the museum experts to review it, and the experts all scoffed at the book and dismissed it as worthless. His old face was red, and he understood that he could not pick up the leak, and it became an eye-catcher, so he put it away, and later the residence was moved several times, and the manuscript was missing. Tonight, when he was practicing, he suddenly thought of this rotten book, probably because he had read it too many times in his previous life, although he didn't understand the meaning, but the content of the book was still clearly presented in his mind one by one.

Before Song Haowen could enjoy practicing, the door was knocked lightly a few times, and Zhu Hongyu's concerned voice came from outside: "Brother, it's late at night, don't work overtime." Go to bed early. ”

Song Haowen hurriedly agreed, and when he heard the other party enter the east room, he had no intention of practicing, and turned to the kang to rest.

This night, Song Haowen slept soundly, if it wasn't for Na Renhua coming to knock on the door, I was afraid that I would have to sleep until noon after school. He hurriedly got up and washed, then ate a steamed bun bought by Zhu Hongyu, drank a few sips of herbal tea, and followed them to school. He had long forgotten about the fight he had with the hooligans on the street last night.

However, the wind has left traces, and the geese have left a sound. Although Song Haowen can forget everything that happened yesterday, the police at the police station and the onlookers can't forget it. At this time, although there is no developed network, the information is instantaneous, but the speed of people's word of mouth is also amazing, and by noon, this matter has spread almost all over the streets and alleys of the capital.