Zhou Lang smiled faintly. His boxing skills have been cultivated to a very clever level with softness. The seemingly light punch contains earth-shaking energy. He knew that this old man in his seventies underestimated him.
"Young people today really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." After hearing Zhou Lang's words, the old man in his seventies couldn't help but sigh. He still regarded Zhou Lang as a young man with little martial arts foundation.
But in an instant, Zhou Lang's punch instantly accelerated.
Huh!
Zhou Lang only used less than one hundredth of his strength, but his fist made a sound of breaking through the air.
Those who can blow the air with one punch and make a sound of breaking through the air are usually masters who have opened up the Ren and Du meridians, at least at the level of famous masters. Such masters are nothing compared to monks, but in the secular world,
He is already a top expert. You should know that a world Muay Thai champion like Woodway is only the early combat power of a famous master. When Woodway punches, it is difficult to make a sound of breaking through the air without using it with all his strength.
"Huh!"
The old man in his seventies was surprised and did not dare to be careless. He quickly turned his arm to block the punch Zhou Lang was attacking.
"open!"
At the same time, the old man exhaled his strength and shouted muffled. He thought that Zhou Lang was at most an early master of the famous master, and he had long been the peak cultivation of the famous master.
However, before the old man finished shouting, his face suddenly changed, and a huge force surged from Zhou Lang's fist, instantly activated his center of gravity. Then he couldn't stand steadily and stared back.
Seven or eight steps.
He wanted to shake Zhou Lang away with one move, but he didn't expect that Zhou Lang could easily shake him away. This result was something he didn't expect after playing.
Zhao Xiaorou had known this was the result, so she covered her mouth and laughed secretly.
"Young man, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be a master."
The old man suppressed the blood and swelled up all over his body and said lightly. His eyes looked at Zhou Lang with a different look, but he still thought he was careless and underestimated the enemy, so he suffered a loss under Zhou Lang. He didn't expect Zhou to be completely unexpected.
Wolf's cultivation is far above him, and he thought that he could definitely defeat Zhou Lang after adjusting his inner breath. After all, he was not injured just now, but was just shocked seven or eight steps.
He didn't know that Zhou Lang didn't kill at all, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stop Zhou Lang's move.
"Senior, you might as well adjust your internal breath and do your best." Zhou Lang smiled slightly. In fact, with his cultivation, under normal circumstances, he would not fight with people who are not masters of cultivation, but this old man must have done so.
He would not refuse if he wanted to practice with him. Besides, this old man practiced Wudang Changquan, and seemed to have a lot of connection with the Changquan he learned from "Fragrant Xiu Bao Book". He wanted to learn more about Wudang Changquan
Fist, this may help you know some of the glorious past events of his ancestors back then.
"Is there still a need to adjust your breath when you fight? Then try taking a few moves!"
The old man in his seventies was somewhat angry by Zhou Lang, and walked around the ground, and immediately attacked Zhou Lang.
"Then I will fight with my senior with one hand."
Zhou Lang put his right hand behind and stretched out his left hand to defend. This was not a big deal, but an absolute confidence. Although this old man in his seventies was powerful, he was not even a master of martial arts. How could he be his.
opponent?
The old man in his seventies was furious, but his fierce punch was easily intercepted by Zhou Lang. The violent power was easily dissolved by Zhou Lang. His seemingly invincible fist finally became soft and had no strength.
Even if it hits Zhou Lang, it will not cause any damage to Zhou Lang.
The old man in his seventies seemed to be a person who did not believe in evil. His attack was ineffective, and his body moved instantly, and immediately launched a violent attack around Zhou Lang.
The old man's footwork is very flexible, which is in line with the principles of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. The attack angle is very tricky, which makes people feel that they are hard to defend against.
Even a world Muay Thai champion like Woodway will definitely not be able to stop the attack of an old man in his seventies at this time, sometimes like spring breeze and rain. However, Zhou Lang stood still, his face was extremely calm, and he still defended with one hand.
His movements were not very large, but his defense was very good. No matter what moves the man in his seventies used or attacked from any angle, he would easily block it. His hands seemed to be in a mysterious arc.
The trajectory is moving, which looks very simple, but in fact it is amazing. His defense circle is simply unbreakable.
The older man in his seventies became more and more surprised the more he attacked, because the strength of his attack seemed to be pulled away, and there was no news like a mud cow entering the sea.
"What kind of martial arts is this? My Wudang Changquan originally used softness to overcome hardness. I didn't expect that his strange boxing style was similar, and it seemed to be even more powerful in this regard. Is there any boxing technique in the world that is stronger than Wudang boxing in terms of softness to overcome hardness?"
The old man in his seventies was shocked. He used the Wudang Changquan twice in succession, but failed to let Zhou Lang, who had only defended with one hand, take a step back.
He had no other way to think about it. He was a martial arts ill man. He knew the truth that he could not eat too much. His lifelong kung fu was basically spent on this Wudang Changquan. He originally thought that his Wudang Changchang set
Fist is already a rare enemy in the world, but unexpectedly, it cannot even be defeated by a young man.
"Senior, I'm going to fight back."
Seeing that the old man in his seventies tossed and turned around and had those twenty moves of Wudang Changquan, Zhou Lang knew that the old man had used old tricks and would not have any new moves. Therefore, he called out and took a step forward slowly. The most important thing in the Changquan was
A simple "long rainbow penetrates the sun" came out.
His move was upright, as if it was full of righteousness.
This move seemed very slow, but in fact it was very fast. Before the old man in his seventies could fully react, Zhou Lang's fist had already arrived in front of him.
It was too late to retreat and it was too late to dodge. The old man in his seventies had to roar, and he raised his divine power, and also punched him out.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the cement floor under the feet of the old man in his seventies was broken. Zhou Lang had not moved all over, but the old man in his seventies flew backwards.
However, Zhou Lang's strength was well controlled. Although the old man in his seventies was shocked, he was not injured at all. After removing the force in the air, he still stood firmly. Of course, the true energy in his body still couldn't stop churning, almost almost
I can't control it anymore.
"Brother, why are your cultivation so profound?" The old man in his seventies adjusted his breath slightly and no longer dared to underestimate Zhou Lang. He even changed his name to Zhou Lang, and no longer called him a young man.
It's a guy.
"Senior, I just showed a little strength." Zhou Lang said.
"This is really awesome for people. I have been practicing hard all my life, but I am far from being as young as you."
The old man in his seventies sighed. Now he has basically believed Zhou Lang's words, because Zhou Lang's strength is far better than him. There is no need to lie and brag about a person as powerful as Zhou Lang.
"Senior, you don't have to be discouraged. You are already the peak of a famous scholar. If you take a step further, you will become a master of martial arts."
Zhou Lang comforted.
"I'm already seventy-three, and it's very difficult to go further." The old man in his seventies sighed and said, "I don't know what the guy calls me. I thought you were an arrogant person before, so my tone was a little stern.
, It seems now that I am completely observing the world from a well.”
"My name is Zhou Lang. Senior can be my grandfather at his age. I can't afford to be a brother." Zhou Lang said quickly. He vaguely guessed that this old man in his seventies might be a retired teacher in the school.
"The way of martial arts is to be mastered first. Your cultivation is far above me. I call you brother. This is already a big deal." The old man in his seventies said with a straight face: "From now on, we will be called brothers to each other and call each other as brothers in the future."
how?"
"I wonder what my brother calls me?"
Zhou Langdao, after becoming a monk, he didn't care much about these red tape in the secular world. Since this old man in his seventies was willing to be called a brother to him, he no longer felt embarrassed.
"I'm going down to Zhang Wenshan." said the old man in his seventies, "Brother, I'm a martial arts fanatic, but it's hard to find someone who can compete with me in martial arts. Now, with a master like you, in the future,
I can often pester you and ask you for martial arts.”
"Zhang Wenshan? Are you the former president of our Western Yunnan University? You are the best president in each of us."
Zhou Lang was surprised. Western Yunnan University was just a general undergraduate college. It was only with the efforts of former president Zhang Wenshan that the school grew and grew stronger. Twenty years ago, it was renamed from Feiyun College to Western Yunnan.
University.
Feiyun City is only the second largest city in western Yunnan Province, but it is not the higher education institution in the provincial capital that can win the title of western Yunnan University. This shows how high the quality of this school is, and in fact it is the same.
, Western Yunnan University has completed the transformation from a general college to a national key university under the hands of the old president Zhang Wenshan.
Even many majors at Western Yunnan University are very famous in the country. For example, the strength of medical schools can definitely rank among the top ten in the country. This is why Zhou Lang applied for the Medical School of Western Yunnan University back then.
"That's right."
The old principal Zhang Wenshan nodded and asked Zhou Lang: "Are you a student of Yunnan University?"
"A senior student at the School of Medicine of Western Yunnan University." Zhou Lang said: "That's how it is not appropriate for me to be called brothers by my old principal. I am afraid that all the teachers and students in the school will kill me."
"Ha ha."
Zhang Wenshan laughed loudly and said, "With me here, who dares to bully you in the school? Besides, with your martial arts master's cultivation, who can bully you? We martial arts practitioners do not care about so many worldly things.
The vision!”
He thought Zhou Lang was just the cultivation level of a martial arts master, but he didn't expect that Zhou Lang was already at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage and could enter the Foundation Establishment Stage at any time.
"Brother, then I'd rather obey my orders than respect." Zhou Lang smiled. Old Principal Zhang Wenshan's personality is very straightforward and does not rely on his seniority at all. He still likes it quite well.
Next, Zhou Lang also introduced Zhao Xiaorou to the old principal Zhang Wenshan.
"Brother, what kind of boxing you used before seems to have a lot of similarities with my Wudang Changquan, but it seems to be more clever."
The old principal Zhang Wenshan is really a martial arts fanatic and he couldn't wait to ask.