Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

Zhou Shen patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's all the same! If you say tired, who is not tired, I used to be as tired as a dog..."

Zhou Shen was just about to enlighten him, but Wei Biao suddenly changed the subject and said, "Okay, don't change the subject, tell the truth, why did Feng Yang invite you to dinner?"

Zhou Shen smiled and said, "I can probably guess a little bit."

Wei Biao's ears perked up: "Why?"

Zhou Shen didn't speak, turned around and walked into the yard.

"Hey, tell me..."

Wei Biao followed Zhou Shen into the yard.

Just as I was about to ask more questions, I saw the gantry in the hall of the house and various martial arts training equipment.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why are you renting this house?"

"These equipments don't look cheap, they cost tens of thousands, right?"

"It's fitness equipment, sandbags, boxing gloves, and this vest... What the hell is it pouring into it? It's so heavy?"

After Wei Biao came in, he was very curious, looked around and asked, and now he was curious while wearing an iron sand vest.

Zhou Shen walked to the side of the human-shaped sandbag and said with a smile: "Stand there and don't move!"

Wei Biao stopped immediately when he heard the words, and looked towards Zhou Shen.

"Alright!"

Zhou Shen opened up the frame of Xingyi Paoquan, stepped forward and punched, his body was like a crossbow, bow and fist like an arrow.

The fist was like a projectile shot out of the gun barrel, and it hit the sandbag with a slam.

With a muffled "bang", the fist directly pierced through the thick imitation leather sandbag, and the entire fist disappeared.

Zhou Shen pulled out his fist, and the fine sand in the sandbag fell down with a "crash".

Wei Biao, who was watching from the side, was startled at first, but his eyeballs almost didn't fall out when he realized it.

"Fuck! Is it true or not?"

He walked over and touched the sandbag in disbelief. The sandbag skin made of multiple layers of imitation leather felt stronger than the iron skin of his car.

Wei Biao stared and asked in disbelief, "This sandbag has been broken long ago, right?"

Zhou Shen looked at him with a smile, "What do you think?"

Wei Biao said excitedly: "I absolutely don't believe it! Are you kidding me, punching through the sandbag, you think you are Tyson?"

To be honest, Zhou Shen didn't expect that he could punch through the sandbag with one punch.

It is probably because of the iron inner shirt outer strength that made his fist hard, coupled with the body technique, footwork and Xingyi Wuxingquan's power skills, he punched with all his strength.

The real power is still far behind Tyson.

But looking at Wei Biao's suspicious expression, Zhou Shen couldn't help but feel very proud.

"You think I'm joking with you?"

After all, Zhou Shen is just a young man, and he has not yet achieved the true honor and disgrace.

Faced with Wei Biao's doubts, he walked to the side of the barbell, and with a single-handed force with his right hand, he deadlifted the 150-kilogram barbell.

Hang in the air for a few seconds.

When he put it down, he took a deep breath and squeezed his numb fingers.

It is indeed very difficult to deadlift 150 kg with one hand, but also to master the balance and not lean to one side.

"Come on, come and try."

"Just try it."

Wei Biao still didn't believe it. He walked to the barbell, grabbed the lever, and gave it a hard push.

"what……"

Wei Biao yelled and used all his breastfeeding strength, but the barbell didn't move at all.

"Wonima, so heavy? How much is this?"

Wei Biao asked with an embarrassed face, shaking his hands.

Zhou Shen grinned and said, "150 kilograms."

"What, 150 kilograms? Isn't that 300 kilograms?"

Wei Biao was even more surprised when he heard this.

Then he crouched next to the barbell and counted carefully. The thick discus was extremely cold and full of metallic texture.

Zhou Shen smiled and said, "How about it, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"..."

Wei Biao was speechless for a long time.

……

After that, Zhou Shen told Wei Biao about his martial arts training with Zhang Daochang.

And also told him that he practiced Qigong himself, and let him feel it by the way.

He didn't even hide Liu Yunhua, a stranger, so it was impossible to deliberately hide Wei Biao, an old classmate and friend.

Nor is it necessary.

If you know it, you know it, no big deal.

Of course, the study time is slightly exaggerated by so many billions.

Unlike Zhou Shen, who was away all year round, Wei Biao had heard of Daoist Zhang, so he had no doubts.

After learning the cause and effect, Wei Biao finally understood why Feng Yang invited Zhou Shen to dinner.

However, compared to this incident, Zhou Shen knew martial arts and also practiced the legendary "internal strength", which surprised and unbelievable him even more.

What age is this, and there are still people practicing martial arts?

What's more, he actually managed to make a name for himself.

Wei Biao naturally begged Zhou Shen to teach him, and Zhou Shen readily agreed.

With Wei Biao's personality, he can persist for three days, and he and his surname are Wei.

After regaining his senses, Wei Biao said excitedly: "How about we go to participate in the martial arts and Kunlun competitions? Just with your punch just now, you can definitely beat them to the ground! After you become famous, you will make commercials and movies, and you will gain both fame and fortune." I will be your manager, if you eat meat, I will drink some soup with you."

After a pause, Wei Biao followed up and said, "It's okay if you don't dare to play martial arts. Let's start a live broadcast, smashing a big rock in the chest, putting a red-tasseled gun to the throat, or opening a beer bottle with the head."

Zhou Shen was speechless: "Get lost!"

Look at the time, it's almost five o'clock.

However, it gets dark late in summer, and it won't get dark until after seven o'clock.

"Let's go, go back!"

"Are you taking my car or running?"

"Take your car!"

"Go to my store for that one. By the way, Chen Xiaohong is helping out in my store. Your old lover just catches up on the old days."

"What old lover, don't talk nonsense..."

Zhou Shen's mind is full of martial arts now, so he has no time to think about women, women will only affect the speed of his punches.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Shen found that the phone was calling.

Since the release of the reporter Yu's press release at noon, the harassing calls have disappeared a lot, but there will still be. However, when practicing martial arts, his mobile phone has been put aside in silent mode.

Picking it up and looking at it, I found that it was still the same guy from the previous martial arts school.

After picking it up, he said, "Hello..."

Chapter 55

On the balcony of a hotel in Linhuai Town.

Yang Xingyue was looking boredly at the passing vehicles and pedestrians outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a cup of tea in her hand, and the phone on the table next to her was in the process of dialing.

Originally, she thought that this time it would be the same as before, no one connected.

But what she didn't expect was that the call was connected this time.

Yang Xingyue was stunned for a moment, and when she realized it, she was overjoyed and shouted excitedly: "Brother, he answered the phone!"

Yang Xingyu was doing strength training in the living room outside, when he heard his sister's shout, he rushed over immediately.

"Hey……"

After agreeing on the meeting place with Zhou Shen, Yang Xingyu put down the phone and said excitedly: "Let's go!"

"Let me tell you, when you see each other later, you must pay attention to etiquette, and don't yell like you did at home, no big or small."

Yang Xingyu knew that her younger sister had always been eccentric and would utter some shocking words from time to time, so she kept urging her on the road.

Yang Xingyue smiled and said: "Oh, I know how to do it, do you really think I'm a fool? Then again, everyone is young, this Zhou Shen shouldn't stick to old rules and bad habits like those old antiques in the martial arts world, right?" ?”

Yang Xingyu: "That's not necessarily true! Although he is a young man like us, the people who can teach this kind of apprentice are usually those 'old antiques' in your mouth, who pay special attention to rules. What about his master's influence?"

Yang Xingyue nodded and said, "Brother, you are right! I understand."

The brothers and sisters walked all the way to the elementary school playground in the center of Linhuai Town.

It was already the end of school time at night, and there were elementary and middle school students playing basketball on the basketball court, and there were also many people playing badminton on the plastic court next to the square dance, as well as young women with babies and children playing.

Among the crowd, Yang Xingyue saw Zhou Shen who was watching people playing badminton from the sidelines at a glance.

"Brother, he's over there."

The brothers and sisters didn't expect Zhou Shen to arrive first, so they walked over quickly.

"Hello, are you Teacher Zhou?"

"Well, I am!"

"Hi Teacher Zhou, junior Yang Xingyu! This is my younger sister Yang Xingyue."

According to Jianghu etiquette, Yang Xingyu clasped his hands together.

Yang Xingyue next to him also said imitatively: "Young Yang Xingyue, I met Teacher Zhou."

Zhou Shen waved his hands and said with a laugh: "What about seniors and juniors? You don't need to look like this. Let's talk about friendship on the same level."

After a pause, Zhou Shen asked casually, "Did you find it after seeing the video on the Internet?"

Yang Xingyu nodded, and said with some embarrassment, "Uh... yes."

He has never been good at lying.

People who practice martial arts are open and aboveboard, and they can act upright and sit upright, so there is no need to play tricks on others.

However, I can't tell you about this time. I can't tell others that my sister found you through a friend relationship and using the facial big data recognition system, right?

In that case, people will definitely not like it, and there will be no way to chat below.

On the other hand, Yang Xingyue couldn't help but secretly chuckled when she saw her brother's appearance.

When she was talking about her in the first place, she behaved so unbearably when facing this teacher Zhou. Fortunately, he is still a special warfare instructor of the Guangdong Provincial Armed Police!

Yang Xingyue giggled and said, "Mr. Zhou, how old are you this year? You look so young!"

She originally wanted to pretend to be a lady from a great family, without showing her teeth in her smile, but she was really not that kind of material, instead she smiled cunningly and treacherously.

Zhou Shen smiled and said, "I am 30 years old."

Yang Xingyu exclaimed: "Wow, you are so young, your skin is also very good, you don't look like a 30-year-old person at all. My brother is only 23 years old, he looks much older than you."

Yang Xingyu: "..."

Practicing martial arts during winter and summer, summer and summer, sun and rain, the skin will naturally be dark, once the skin is dark, people will look old.

But having said that, this Teacher Zhou does look very young, and his skin is fairer than ordinary people. Logically speaking, a person who has practiced Xingyiquan until his body looks like a crossbow, bow and arrow, should have dark skin.

Zhou Shen laughed when he heard Yang Xingyue's words.