Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

The hall was brightly lit.

At this time, on the table in the corner of the hall, A Di Nan, the boss Feng Yang, his friend Zhang Sheng, three salesmen in the store and a cooking aunt, were sitting around having dinner together.

Feng Yang seldom eats dinner outside. Today was a coincidence. Two friends came to see the car and were delayed. Fortunately, they took a bite in the shop.

At this moment, Wang Weizhong, the store manager who was facing the direction of the office, suddenly said: "Hey, take a look."

When everyone heard Wang Weizhong's words, they immediately raised their heads and followed his gaze.

Through the lights in the hall, it can be clearly seen that in the office diagonally opposite, a person is punching inside.

It looks pleasing to the eye and has an indescribably masculine beauty.

"Old Feng, don't you like to study traditional martial arts? Do you know what kind of boxing this is?"

"It looks like Xingyi Wuxingquan. But his move... I don't know why it looks so fierce, it's not quite the same as the ones I've seen before."

"Xingyi Wuxingquan? I don't understand. But it looks really lethal."

"Let's go and have a look."

Feng Yang stopped eating, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and walked closer to watch carefully.

In the office, wherever Zhou Shenxing went, he kept moving and jumping within a square inch, and every punch carried a sharp force.

And this strength is completely the power produced by the combination of body technique, boxing technique and pace.

Because the landscape tree was interrupted with one palm in the morning, Zhou Shen liked the tiger pounce in the twelve-shaped boxing a little bit.

When the punch came down, he finally made a tiger pounce as usual.

Stepping on the left foot, stepping on the right foot, with claws on both palms, like a tiger descending the mountain, it pounced on the blue and white porcelain vase in the corner of the wall that was as tall as a person.

Even a 10-centimeter landscape tree can be snapped off, how can the blue and white porcelain vase stand up to his palms?

"Crack!"

"Crash-"

The blue and white porcelain vase was smashed to pieces by his palms.

Especially in the area of ​​the palms of the palms, it was shattered into small pieces of porcelain.

Can you imagine what would happen if you patted your palm on someone?

With the sound of the blue and white porcelain bottle breaking, Zhou Shen immediately realized that he had caused trouble again.

"Damn it! Why don't I always have a long memory?"

Looking at the torn vase on the ground, I was depressed for a while.

Two days ago, I made a hole in someone's car and paid 1200 yuan. Today, I smashed someone's vase to pieces. I don't know how much more I will pay?

Just when Zhou Shen was a little depressed, there was a sound of opening the door.

The boss, Feng Yang, walked in and applauded as he walked, "It's amazing! It's amazing, it's really amazing."

A series of exclamations came from Feng Yang's mouth.

Zhou Shen looked at the person who looked like the boss, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't hold back just now and broke your vase. I'll pay you how much it is."

In fact, he wanted to slap the wall just now, but he thought that his muscles, bones and skin were still very fragile. If the force was too strong, the force of the shock might break his metacarpal bones, so he finally chose a vase.

Chapter 44 Shocked Feng Yang

"No need to pay! It's just a vase. I thought it was getting in the way and planned to throw it away. It's just right to break it."

It has to be said that Feng Yang is able to make such a big business, and his emotional intelligence is really high.

Not only did he sell favors, but he also didn't embarrass others.

After introducing each other, Feng Yang asked, "Brother, what kind of boxing did you practice just now? Is it Xingyi?"

Zhou Shen nodded and said, "Yes, you also practice martial arts?"

Feng Yang said with a smile: "I don't practice martial arts, it's just a hobby. I usually read some books and knowledge about martial arts."

Next to him, Zhang Sheng made a Tyson pendulum boxing movement, and said with a smile: "He likes boxing."

Zhou Shen said, "Well, I don't know boxing."

"You can practice it! Boxing is much more effective than martial arts in actual combat. Even if you learn martial arts for ten or eight years, you can't even beat a hooligan. Boxing is different. If you practice for ten or eight years, the average three The five big men are definitely no match for you."

Zhang Sheng tried his best to sell boxing to Zhou Shen.

Zhou Shen felt that with his current strength, he should be able to beat three or five players.

But it's hard to say if there is a beating.

As the old saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, if one person struggles to get injured and entangles him to death, while the other people besiege him, he will definitely lose.

"Okay, I'll practice when I have time. By the way, is there any book recommendation on boxing?"

Zhang Sheng said: "Why do you read books? Boxing is mainly practiced through actual combat. If you have time, go to Ruijin Gymnasium in the west of the city. I will teach you for free."

Zhou Shen nodded, "Okay! I'll go there when I have time."

Of course, there is a high probability that he will not have time in a short period of time.

After finishing speaking, Zhou Shen said: "Then I will go first."

"Okay, let's go slowly..."

Zhang Sheng and Feng Yang sent Zhou Shen to the door and watched him drive away.

After the tail lights disappeared, Feng Yang turned his head and said, "I was going to have a good chat with him, but you interrupted me."

Zhang Sheng said with a smile: "What's there to talk about! I told him he was going to give up practicing martial arts and change to boxing. You still talk to him about martial arts?"

Feng Yang turned around and walked towards the office, "Hurry up and push him down, don't you look at his level? Let me tell you, he must have been practicing martial arts for many years. How could you change it in just a few words?"

"That might be..."

The two chatted all the way to the office.

Feng Yang shouted: "Xiao Liang, come here and tidy up the vase."

"Good boss..."

Feng Yang walked towards the desk, but after taking two steps, he turned back and came to the vase.

"what?"

Zhang Sheng sat on the sofa and asked, "What's the matter?"

Feng Yang didn't speak, and reached out to pick up two pieces of porcelain from the ground, his face soon showed a look of shock.

Seeing that Feng Yang was silent, Zhang Sheng stretched his head over, "What are you looking at?"

Feng Yang said: "Did I miss it just now?"

Zhang Sheng picked up two vase tiles on the ground, and asked anxiously: "What did you miss? Tell me! Don't play charades, it's not like you don't know that I am the most annoying riddler."

Feng Yang turned sideways and said, "Get out of the way."

Zhang Sheng stepped aside obediently, Feng Yang pointed to the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and said, "Do you see anything?"

"No."

Zhang Sheng shook his head.

Feng Yang said speechlessly: "Can't you see this?"

Without waiting for Zhang Sheng to ask, Feng Yang pointed to the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground and said, "Look, this piece is where he slapped his palms just now, the piece of porcelain is smashed, and you can look at other places, there are big pieces and big pieces. of."

Zhang Sheng took a closer look, and was suddenly surprised: "Hey, it's really ah! I thought the vase was smashed just now."

"Like you, I thought the vase broke when it hit the wall."

Speaking of which, Feng Yang, like Sherlock Holmes, pointed to the painted wall of Nippon Paint and said excitedly: "Look at the wall, it stands to reason that he slapped the vase with such great force, and the vase leaned against the wall, and the mouth of the vase is logically closed. Said to hit the wall, right?"

"Yep."

"Look at the wall again, where is there any trace of impact? Don't you understand what it means?"

Looking at the smooth wall, Zhang Sheng slowly came to his senses.

"His-"

After sorting out the relationship, he couldn't help taking a breath.

"Damn it! Didn't this vase be smashed, but was shattered by his palms?"

"Yeah, you just know."

The excitement in Feng Yang's heart at this time is hard to describe in words, and even his words are a bit incoherent.

"Look at this fragment, it's the same as someone who hammered it with a hammer. This is not a shattering in the ordinary sense. This person is 100% proficient in internal skills such as qigong."

"Huh... is it true? I'll call him and ask him."

Shocked, Zhang Sheng immediately planned to call Zhou Shen to inquire.

However, he was stopped by Feng Yang and scolded: "Aren't you stupid! He knows you very well, so why don't you just call and ask?"

Zhang Sheng asked: "Then what should we do?"

Feng Yang pondered for a while and said: "Well, I will ask Xiaoliang to invite his friend Wei Biao to dinner later, and then ask Wei Biao to help introduce him."

……

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At five o'clock in the morning, Zhou Shen opened his eyes automatically.

Just like yesterday, I woke up instantly and felt full of energy.

I habitually opened the property panel and took a look.

【Life: 1 years and 94 days】

【Physical Strength: 10.5】

【Energy: 9.3】

[Cultivation method: Baduanjin Xiaocheng (67/200) Mastery of Longevity (35/500)]

[Skill: Mastery of Xingyiquan (93/500)]

[Attribute point: 2.5]

Zhou Shen found that his life expectancy was reduced by two days compared with yesterday.

One day is a natural reduction, and the other day is based on the experience of these days, no accidents should be the loss of life caused by too frequent exercises outside the strong ones.

This is the reason why practicing martial arts requires practicing kung fu. If you only temper your muscles, bones and skin without nourishing your internal organs, your lifespan will be wasted. After middle age, your body functions will decline and you will be plagued by diseases.

After looking at it, physical strength and energy increased by 0.1 each.

Glancing over the exercises and skills below, he looked directly at the attribute points below.

When I saw that the attribute point became 2.5, I couldn't help but feel a little bit darker.

After returning last night, he ate the remaining half pot of ginseng and chicken soup, and punched two or three times before going to sleep.

The extra 0.7 attribute points are the energy absorbed from ginseng.

He added 0.5 attribute points to Xingyiquan, and his proficiency in Xingyiquan immediately increased from 43/500 to 93/500.

With the increase of proficiency, physical strength and energy also increased by 0.2/0.1 respectively.

Immediately, I felt my energy improved.

Of course, it also includes a deeper understanding of Xingyiquan.

Zhou Shen clenched his fist, feeling the surging power inside.

As for the remaining attribute points, he decided to save them and add [Iron Undershirt].

His skin and bones are still very fragile. Last night, he smashed the celadon vase with his palms, and as a result, the wounds that had scabbed on the edges of his palms in the morning were cracked open again.

He wanted to quickly increase the strength of his muscles, bones and skin, so that he wouldn't have to worry about being injured every now and then.

Thinking of taking grandma out to play today, he got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, gave Xingyiquan a round, and then went downstairs.

Seeing Zhou Shen coming down, the little old lady who was cooking breakfast asked, "Whose is the big car at the door?"