Chapter 381

Zhou Wen has recently become more accustomed to being pointed at and discussed in private, especially after the Wang Mingyuan incident. This situation has become very common. As long as he is recognized in the academy, someone must point at him. .

Of course, it's not all malicious, most of them are just discussions.

After Wei Feng came, the lively lecture hall became quiet. It seemed that those students were still more afraid of Wei Feng.

Zhou Wen looked at Wei Feng secretly, and saw that although he was not too tall, he was very imposing, with a relatively thick skeleton, and he had a lot of energy on his body. Zhou Wen had only seen it in those soldiers. But he didn't have that energy.

"Today we will talk about the application of Yin Jin in boxing." Wei Feng really likes to demonstrate in person.

Zhou Wen saw that Wei Feng came out with a transparent silk scarf, hung the silk scarf on a rope, and punched the silk scarf, directly punching the hanging silk scarf through a punch hole.

"Which one of you will give it a try?" Wei Feng glanced over the students who were listening to the class.

Zhou Wen originally thought that this kind of situation where tutors let students do experiments would generally be unwilling to students. He had also taken classes from other tutors in the past, and only a few students who were more eager to learn would be willing to cooperate.

However, these students in the lecture hall raised their hands to sign up, one by one, raising their hands higher than the other, as if they were afraid that Wei Feng would not choose them.

"What's the situation? Is Wei Feng so popular?" Zhou Wen was a little surprised.

"The classmate who didn't raise his hand, come up." Wei Feng glanced around, and finally looked towards Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen looked to the left and right and back, and found that in the entire lecture hall, he was the only one who did not raise his hand, while the other students looked at him with half a smile.

Zhou Wen suddenly understood why the other classmates raised their hands so enthusiastically. It was obvious that they had already understood Wei Feng's character. They knew that the more they didn't want to go up for the test, the easier it would be to be named by Wei Feng. positive.

"Don't look, it's you." Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen and said.

Zhou Wen had to stand up and walk towards the podium.

He had also heard lectures by some instructors before, and it was the first time he had really seen a temper like Wei Feng's.

He named so many students to come to his class. On the other hand, it also shows that Wei Feng's lectures are really good, otherwise there would be no students to come to his class. After all, the instructor in the academy teaches boxing. Not just Wei Feng.

"I haven't seen you before, this is the first time to listen to my class? What's your name?" Wei Feng asked Zhou Wen while tying the new silk scarf on the rope.

"Zhou Wen." Zhou Wen replied.

Wei Feng didn't seem to have heard Zhou Wen's name, he just nodded slightly, and said to Zhou Wen: "Okay, you can punch, just rely on the power of your fist, if you can wear a silk scarf, I can consider giving it to you. Ten credits."

Generally, the credits are allocated by the class tutors. A pure lecturer like Wei Feng has relatively few credits that can be allocated, but it is not completely absent. It can still be used to reward students occasionally.

"Then many thanks to the tutor." Zhou Wen heard that there were still credits to take, and he felt a lot better.

"It's a good thing to have confidence." Wei Feng said with a smile, he obviously really didn't know Zhou Wen, otherwise he wouldn't offer credits.

In addition to cultivating, Wei Feng usually watches some federal news and reports of the battle ahead. He is not interested in the gossip of students and teachers, so he doesn't know anything about Zhou Wen at all. He knows about Wang Mingyuan, but he doesn't go into it. learn.

In Wei Feng's view, even those legendary top students, if they haven't practiced Yin Jin, it's impossible to break the silk scarf with their bare hands.

The silk scarf is tough and light, and a fist hits it with almost no force. Without a good Yin Jin cultivation, no matter how strong it is, it cannot be worn, and it will only make the silk scarf sway.

Zhou Wen walked to the silk scarf,

He raised his right hand, flicked his wrist, and did some wrist movement.

When he used to practice inch strength, he also did the same exercise, but at that time he used paper, which was easier to break. A silk scarf that was thin, light, and tough was more than a grade or two more difficult.

Of course, the current Zhou Wen is not the previous Zhou Wen. After he moved his wrist, he raised his fist and wanted to hit the silk scarf tied on the rope.

"Classmate, your posture is wrong, your body is slightly sideways, don't throw straight punches when throwing punches, you should swing sideways..." Wei Feng stepped forward to correct Zhou Wen's movements.

Zhou Wen saw that Wei Feng was so serious, so naturally it was not easy to refuse. With his entanglement, he put on a standard stance.

This kind of stance does help to exert strength, but Zhou Wen has already surpassed that level, and even if he is lying on the ground, he can still exert strong enough Yin Qi.

"Okay, now you can try to punch, remember to use the strength of your wrist and arm, relax your arm, don't use too much muscle before punching..." Wei Feng instructed.

Zhou Wen threw a punch out according to what he said, and saw that the fist hit the silk scarf, which was light and thin, and hardly exerted any force, and shattered the silk scarf directly, making a punch hole.

Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, and he wondered to himself, "Could it be that I taught so well today that this kid can learn it right away? No, even if I taught well, he fully understood it. It's impossible to wear a silk scarf even if you don't have enough practice."

"Classmate, have you practiced Yin Jin before?" Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen and asked.

"When I was in high school, I practiced inch strength." Zhou Wen answered truthfully.

"That's no wonder." Wei Feng suddenly realized and said with a smile: "Yes, give me your student number, ten credits are not a lot of yours."

"Tutor, can I exchange these ten credits for a request?" Zhou Wen took the opportunity to ask.

Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen with interest and said, "Tell me, what request do you have?"

"I would like to ask my tutor to be my sparring partner and do actual combat exercises when you are free, okay?" Zhou Wen asked.

"Yes, of course, I like a self-motivated student like you the most. After my class is over, you can practice as long as you want." Wei Feng narrowed his eyes, and the wrinkles on his smiling face ran out. .

He is really happy that there are students who want to practice with him. This is Wei Feng's favorite show.

"I hope you can hold on longer, but don't want to run away too soon." Wei Feng thought to himself, he was not afraid of Zhou Wen's enthusiasm for learning, but he was afraid that Zhou Wen would retreat too quickly.