Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

Everyone quickly said: "Yes, Master Zhou! We admire your kung fu very much, let us experience it."

"Only by learning from each other can the progress of kung fu be helped. How can one make a breakthrough by working behind closed doors?"

"..."

Facing the fuel of the crowd, Zhou Shen still shook his head and said: "It's not that I don't want to compete with him, but the difference in strength is too big, there is no need to compete!"

Hearing Zhou Shen's words, everyone at the scene had different expressions, some were speechless, some wanted to laugh, and some admired.

Those who are speechless and want to laugh can understand, but those who admire him admire his face. How could he have the nerve to say such a thing?

The key expression is still so serious, what he said is the same as the truth.

"Maybe what he said was ironic? He didn't mean that Jiang Wenguang couldn't beat him, but that he couldn't beat Jiang Wenguang. After understanding this way, he was right in an instant. The gap between him and Jiang Wenguang's strength is indeed huge. It is necessary to compete."

Cao Tianyu, who was silently eating melons beside him, thought to himself and was very happy.

But Huang Xuelin was speechless.

He has met all kinds of people in these years, but he has never seen such a thick-skinned person as Zhou Shen.

"How on earth did he have the nerve to say such a thing? You are a traditional martial artist, what level is your actual combat level? Don't you have any clues in your mind? What kind of big tail (yǐ) wolf are you pretending to be here?"

Huang Xuelin was so angry, he wished he could compete with Zhou Shen.

However, rationality still defeated the impulse in his heart. After all, the other party was younger than him, and his body had been hollowed out by wine, sex and wealth all these years, and his strength was not as strong as the other party. If he really fought, he might not be able to beat the other party.

……

Seeing that Zhou Shen is unwilling to compete in actual combat, no matter what he says, it's useless how aggressive he is.

Huang Xuelin and Jiang Wenguang also had no choice but to put a knife on his neck, right?

In desperation, Jiang Wenguang could only agree to help.

Jiang Wenguang assisted Zhou Shen and demonstrated [Xingyiquan] and [Grasping Hand].

"Split palm with left step, Beng fist with half step right, Beng fist with left leg, Beng fist with right step, Pao fist with oblique right, Eagle grabbing with elbow covered with right hand..."

"Twisting the wrist and breaking the arm, grasping the wrist and pressing the arm, curling the arm and supporting the elbow, sealing the throat with a backhand, slashing the wrist with the chest in place, bumping the back and moving the leg..."

Jiang Wenguang practiced with Zhou Shen's gestures with both hands.

At the beginning, he was a hundred thousand reluctant, and he said it was a cooperative exercise if it sounded good, but it was a cooperative deception if it was bad.

Hitting this way and picking it up like that, farts are useless in actual combat, just one whip kick and you will faint.

However, he soon discovered that it was different from Zhou Shen's holding hands. It was obvious that his own hands were unwilling to change moves with his hands, and his body was unwilling to move forward or backward, and he just wanted to resist on purpose.

But Zhou Shen's hands were too strong, so big that he couldn't resist at all, he could only swing his palms back and forth, left and right like a marionette.

He wanted to break free, but he couldn't break free at all. His whole body was like a bug in a spider's web, firmly stuck to him by an invisible force, and he could only obediently cooperate with Zhou Shen to make various movements.

Jiang Wenguang was shocked.

"How could this be, why can't I break free with both hands?"

"Let me go... ah..."

However, no matter how much strength he used, it would not help at all.

"Why is this happening? How is it possible? It shouldn't be! With his strength, how could he control my body?"

Jiang Wenguang's heart was almost about to collapse.

He gritted his teeth so hard that he didn't let himself ask for mercy.

This feeling of being out of control is very scary.

What's more, Jiang Wenguang is also a former professional Sanda champion, and he has confidence in his own strength and skills from the bottom of his heart.

Such a feeling of being out of control had a devastating blow to his self-confidence.

Those who watched the battle outside the field also saw that something was wrong.

Jiang Wenguang was sweating profusely, his face was flushed red, and his expression even looked a little ferocious.

It was obvious that he was unwilling to cooperate with Zhou Shen, but whenever his hands and legs were about to break out of control, they were pulled back by Zhou Shen's big hand-wrapping hands, small hand-wrapping hands, and two-word pincers.

It's a pity that there were no people with good eyesight at the scene, and no one could see the horror of Zhou Shen's hand-in-hand.

……

When Jiang Wenguang was about to beg for mercy, Zhou Shen finally "helped".

Let go of Jiang Wenguang's arm.

With a "bang", Jiang Wenguang sat down on the exercise mat, sweating profusely, and almost collapsed.

Zhou Shen smiled and said, "Are you all right?"

Reach out and pull him up from the ground.

I secretly laughed in my heart.

This guy has been resisting, desperately trying to break free, but if he relaxes, nothing will happen at all.

I insisted on competing, but I was exhausted and paralyzed.

"No...it's fine."

Jiang Wenguang didn't know what Zhou Shen was thinking, if he knew, he would definitely spit on his face.

The light grass ash you eat, let you fart lightly, in exchange for yourself, are you willing to be played like a marionette?It feels like you don't even have the slightest control over your body, have you ever tried it?

But at this time, apart from being tired, Jiang Wenguang felt more fear in his heart.

He couldn't imagine that with his own strength, he couldn't break free from the other party's shackles, so how terrifying was his strength?

Zhou Shen turned his head and said with a smile: "It's getting late today, I'm going back to practice, and I'll get together when I have time."

"Okay, Master Zhou, go slowly!"

Yao Weijun said with a smile on his face.

Things finally didn't get out of hand.

"Wait a moment!"

Under Huang Xuelin's suggestion, Cao Tianyu had no choice but to speak.

After all, Wuxie is his immediate boss, if offended, Huang Xuelin will definitely give him small shoes to wear in the future.

Zhou Shen smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Cao Tianyu said: "I heard that Master Zhou kicked the wooden dummy?"

Zhou Shen didn't explain, it wasn't kicking, he laughed and said, "You all seem to be very interested in this matter?"

"That's right!" Cao Tianyu immediately hit the snake with the stick when he heard it: "Master Zhou, can you let us see it?"

"Let's see it? You don't have a wooden dummy here either."

Zhou Shen thought that he hadn't tried the power of a master-level kick kick yet, so he looked around and said.

When Cao Tianyu heard this, he immediately said, "Can sandbags work?"

"Sandbag? All right!" Zhou Shen glanced at the sandbag by the wall and said with a smile, "Don't ask me to pay for it if you kick it!"

"Don't worry, I will never ask you to pay for it."

Cao Tianyu almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Two hundred kilograms of multi-layered cowhide sandbags, if you can kick them, I swallowed all the iron sand inside on the spot.

Huang Xuelin was also secretly excited, "The fox's tail is finally coming out! Yang Zhongwei, how can you brag?"

He looked up at the high-definition camera in the corner, and the camera was aimed right here.

Here, Zhou Shen walked to the wall and swept his right leg directly without accumulating much energy.

There was a howling sound in the air due to the high speed.

But before the screaming sound came out, the next second, Zhou Shen's right leg had already hit the [-]-kilogram cowhide sandbag.

There was a loud "boom" in everyone's ears, and the eardrums were shocked.

And the [-]kg cowhide sandbag, as if being hit by a locomotive, the thick iron chain for fishing on it broke directly, and the sandbag exploded on the spot, and the iron sand inside fell down one after another.

"..."

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Chapter 158 Mom, look, there is an uncle running on the water

At 07:30 in the evening, in the old city south of Yangcheng, Guanyu MMA Mixed Martial Arts Stadium.

The weather is very hot tonight, even if the air conditioner is turned on indoors, even if you exercise a little, you will be sweating profusely.

Jiang Wenguang, the former professional Sanda champion who just played against Zhou Shen, looked as if he had been fished out of the water, with profuse sweat dripping down his face.

Before he recovered from his fear, he heard a sudden explosion in his ear, and his eardrums were blown to a "buzzing" sound.

Immediately afterwards, countless fine iron sands slammed from all directions like raindrops, hitting his sweaty face, hair, neck, arms, and thighs.

Because he was controlled like a marionette, Jiang Wenguang, who was still in a trance, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off his face. There seemed to be many small things stuck to his hand. He took it off and saw that it was all black. Little bit.

Upon closer inspection, it was the fine iron sand inside the sandbag.

"What happened?" He froze for a moment, and recovered from his trance, "It seems that Cao Tianyu asked Zhou Shen to kick the sandbag just now?"

He looked forward, and Zhou Shenren had already left, and a large sandbag hanging over there had disappeared, replaced by iron sand scattered on the ground, and a dilapidated sandbag at the bottom of the wall. The sandbags... leather?

"Huh???? Such a big sandbag, why is there only one sandbag skin left, where is the sandbag?"

Jiang Wenguang's mind was full of black question marks.

Turning his head to see the stunned expressions of Huang Xuelin, Yao Weijun, Cao Tianyu and others, he seemed to understand something in a daze.

With trembling lips, he murmured, "No... no way, how could such a big sandbag burst with one kick? Impossible!"

After a long time, Huang Xuelin and others finally recovered from the huge shock, replaced by fear and disbelief.

"This this……"

Huang Xuelin talked for a long time, but he still couldn't say a complete sentence.

It was too shocking, beyond the limit of his imagination, words were speechless to express the shock in his heart at the moment.

He has only one thought now: how much strength is needed to kick a 200-kilogram large sandbag to burst?

……

After Zhou Shen left Guanyu Fighting Gym, he went straight to Baiyun Mountain Park in the north of the city.

What he didn't expect was that there were still many tourists in Baiyun Mountain Park at night, and many tourists came to escape the summer heat.

So he could only continue to the north and came to Baiyun Mountain Primitive Forest Park.

It is said to be a virgin forest, but it is actually located in the center of the city, and it is a super first-tier city like Yangcheng, the road has long been flattened.

It’s just that compared to the park in the south, there are no street lights in the primeval forest park, and the lights are dark at night, and there are steep slopes and cliffs, so there are no people here at night, which is just right for him to practice kung fu here.

Using the [jumping vertical technique], he quickly jumped on stone steps, dirt slopes, narrow paths, hardened roads, muddy roads, etc., and quickly came to a relatively flat flat top on the mountain, and there was a Pool deep water.

Tonight it is muggy, with no wind, but there are no dark clouds in the sky, and the night sky is full of stars, like the starry sky of a Rolls-Royce, reflected in the pool.

"Hey, why do I describe it like that?"

A question flashed through Zhou Shen's mind, and he put the question behind him in the next second. He sat cross-legged on the big stone polished by tourists, looked up at the starry sky, and couldn't help but think of Zhang Dai's ancient prose.

"Moonlight pours into the water, Jiangtao breathes out, dew air sucks it in, the sky turns white, moonlight leaks under the forest, sparse like residual snow."

"Although there is no moonlight tonight and no rough river waves, it is a night with stars, and there are pools of water and shadows of trees."

"very good!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Shen stood up from the stone.

First, I played [Wudang Baduanjin] once, and after the physical activity started, I started to practice [Xingyiquan].

After practicing Xingyiquan once, I started to practice [Flipping Legs].

Just now in the Guanyu Fighting Gym, he knows how terrifying the master-level north leg is, and its destructive power is at least double that of the perfect-level north leg.

He didn't use his full strength before, let alone his Qi, but the thick sandbag was kicked to pieces.