Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

Peng Wanhua was helpless. He took off his shirt and plunged into the lake, causing a large splash of water.

After swimming back and forth, I finally caught fire.

The capital in July and August is like a furnace.

Although Changle's courtyard is very big, it will only stay like that for a long time.

Peng Wanhua took two spherical agate stones to play with as fitness balls and went out for a walk.

Not far from home is the Summer Palace, so why not take a stroll in the garden?

At some point, Qigong became popular.

People can be seen everywhere in the park practicing various qigong in strange postures.

Came to a big willow tree.

There were three circles inside and three outside the group of people, gathered together to join in the fun.

"tui~ This bunch of people are so idle. They have nothing to do after they are full."

Peng Wanhua muttered disdainfully, turned around and left.

Suddenly I heard cheers from inside. I thought I was going out for a walk anyway, so I found a gap and squeezed in.

He was tall and agile, and could easily squeeze through a group of people.

Others saw that he was so reckless, as if he was being squeezed by a cow, and they dared not speak out in anger.

Inside, I saw a man in his 50s with a solemn appearance and a white beard. He said:

"Everyone, I, Zhang Baoniu, is the 13th generation descendant of the Nangong Sect. I have now mastered both movement and stillness. I am here today to make friends with martial arts. I hope you will support me a lot."

It must be said that this man has a good temperament. He performed several moves and raised his hands and feet like a qigong master.

As soon as he said this, he instantly won the applause of everyone.

Opposite him were four young men.

It looked like these four young guys were challenging this qigong master.

Peng Wanhua glanced around and suddenly saw several familiar faces opposite.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be Yu Dongfang and Liu Xichuan.

There was another person who was rubbing shoulders with the two of them, and they seemed to be together.

This man is quite interesting. He has a beard that sticks out outwards, like a leopard's head.

The leopard-headed man looked at the qigong master with admiration beyond words.

If Liu Xichuan hadn't hooked his shoulders, he would have knelt down to worship Zhang Baoniu.

Peng Wanhua suddenly felt familiar.

Thinking about it carefully, I can't think of where I've seen it before.

At this moment, Master Zhang rolled up his mantle and gestured with his fists to the four young men.

He put on a posture and waved his hand casually, as if an invisible force of energy was emitted.

The four young men were knocked upside down and flew several meters away, rolling on the ground and wailing.

The people around were stunned when they saw it.

A round of applause rang out, waking everyone up.

Then the sparse applause turned into louder applause.

The four young men got up from the ground as if they were seriously injured, knelt down in front of Master Zhang, and paid for their apprenticeship on the spot.

Master Zhang had one hand in front of his belly and the other behind his back, looking like a master who would not accept a disciple easily.

When the others saw such a powerful qigong master, five more people immediately knelt on the ground and took out money, begging to be accepted as disciples.

The master declined twice before reluctantly accepting the money.

Yu Dongfang and his party seemed to be affected. If they hadn't dug around and found that there was no money in their pockets, they would probably have wanted to become apprentices immediately.

I can only look at Master Zhang with admiration on his face.

Peng Wanhua almost became happy when he saw it.

If it hadn't been for the help of the four young men at the beginning, he would have dared to pull up the weeping willow tree and eat it alive!

I think of the various qigong masters in later generations who came out to make money and rubbed the IQ of the people across the country to the ground.

Qigong satellites and Qigong interception missiles have all come out.

Peng Wanhua was so angry that he didn't fight anywhere.

Now that he has encountered it, he feels that he has an obligation to purify the social atmosphere.

"Hey!~"

A disdainful chuckle sounded.

It stands out among the crowd.

Master Zhang turned to look at Peng Wanhua. Before he could speak, the four young men couldn't sit still.

"How dare you insult my teacher, then you are insulting us!"

The four young men suddenly stood up and surrounded Peng Wanhua aggressively. They were so lively and vigorous, but they looked like they had been injured.

"This friend seems to have some objections to me?"

Master Zhang still looked like a master, stopped the four young people, and asked calmly.

Peng Wanhua chuckled, "Old man, I heard that you are good at fighting, right?"

Master Zhang waved his sleeves and smiled slightly, "It's just a great achievement in Qigong."

His arrogance instantly attracted everyone's applause.

Peng Wanhua glanced around. This guy had garlic stuck in his pig's nose. He really knew how to pretend.

He said to everyone: "Dear neighbors, I, Old Demon Han, am an abandoned disciple of the Qingyun Sect, an ancient cultivating sect."

"I saw a master today, and my hands were itchy for a moment, so I wrote a letter of challenge to challenge Grandmaster Zhang Baoniu. We only decide the outcome, not life or death. Please be a witness."

Peng Wanhua bowed in a circle.

Hearing this, the crowd instantly exploded.

"What? Where did you come from as a woodcutter? How dare you challenge the master?"

"Bah, sensationalizing, you don't know how to live or die!"

Everyone saw that he had a big beard, and he looked more like a mountain woodcutter than someone from any sect of cultivating immortals.

As for challenging the Grandmaster, it sounds more like words to attract attention and sensationalize.

A group of people were talking.

Master Zhang suddenly raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

He saw that Peng Wanhua was tall and tall, more than half a head taller than himself. He was wearing short-sleeved and large pants that could not hide his well-developed chest muscles and biceps.

If he received a few punches, he would have to be hospitalized for at least three to five days.

Master Zhang felt that something was wrong, so he wanted to decline.

People who watch the excitement are not busy with their own business.

Especially the few disciples who had just become Zhang Baoniu's disciples. When they saw the master raising their eyebrows, they all started talking and said, "Master, come on! Teach him a lesson."

"What are you doing to cut him off? Old Mo Han, the abandoned disciple of the Qingyun Sect? Damn! He's just talking nonsense!"

"Master, are you someone you can despise? We'll see if you die later!"

"on!"

"Hit him with Qigong!"

Suddenly, not only Master Zhang's disciples, but also passers-by who supported Master Zhang became arrogant.

Master Zhang wanted to refuse but found it difficult to do so.

Yu Dongfang, who was opposite, was shocked when he saw it was Peng Wanhua and ran over immediately.

"Lao Peng, do you want your life? Don't be impulsive, the person opposite is a qigong master!"

Yu Dongfang pulled Peng Wanhua and told him not to be impulsive.

Peng Wanhua smiled slightly, "Master?

If he is a master, I think I can do it too! "

After saying that, regardless of Yu Dongfang's obstruction, he stood in front of Master Zhang, squeezed his hands, and his bones made a "click" sound.

When Master Zhang saw Peng Wanhua's casserole-sized fists, he felt that he could withstand up to three punches, and his fear suddenly rose in his heart.

Seeing Peng Wanhua's deep eyes full of disdain again, I felt insulted.

My heart suddenly became angry.

He said angrily: "Since this friend wants to use martial arts to make friends, I will go through a few moves with you, and we'll stop there."

As soon as he said this, Master Zhang regretted it.

I thought to myself, why are I pretending to be like this? Wouldn't it be better to just ignore him?

Now that I have made the announcement, I have to fight hard.

Maybe the other party is a silver pewter gun head, which is worse than myself?

Master Zhang was thinking wildly in his mind, then he clasped his fists and took a stance.

Peng Wanhua was calm and relaxed, not even making a fist gesture.

A disciple who had just accepted Zhang Baoniu as his master was very angry when he saw Peng Wanhua despising his master so much!

"What are you pretending to be? Damn you!"

"Master, use your most powerful qigong to hit him!"

"Correct!"

"Knock him away!"...

Zhang Baoniu looked at the disciples who were still fighting the fire, and suddenly felt angry.

If I knew how to do qigong, I would beat you rebels away first!

Looking at Peng Wanhua again, there was fire in his eyes.

I'm just looking for a few people to cheat and get paid.

He actually met someone who was not afraid of death and came out to reveal his identity as a master?