Chapter 16 Zhang Bowen's Opportunity

Four-season boxing can lead to changes in the four seasons.

It can be as warm as the spring breeze, which can make the whole sky cloudless and clear. The atmosphere can cause the summer rain to be sprinkled like a cow, like a fast and slow, like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, the autumn wind is as cold as a knife, which can cause countless snowflakes to fall out of the air.

This is the characteristic of four-season boxing. Pan Hongsheng doesn't know whether this set of boxing masters can do it, because when he said this, he did not have the kind of fanaticism of letting Pan Hongsheng learn snow boxing at the beginning, but an inexplicable play.

"Brother Pan, what should I do?" Zhang Bowen picked up the blue book from the ground. There was nothing written on it. There were only a few pictures of the meridians of the human body, and there were some fine small words on the side.

"This is a set of ways to practice qi. Let's go back first." With the moonlight, Pan Hongsheng also turned two pages, and then said to Zhang Bowen.

The two ran all the way, but this time it took an hour to get back to the hotel and turned over through the window again. Zhang Bowen turned on the light and looked at the blue notebook in his hand.

"Brother Pan, show me whether this thing is true or not." After swallowing his saliva, Zhang Bowen was obviously a little excited. Pan Hongsheng once told him about some things and realms of practicing boxing, but in his opinion, it took him a long time to practice boxing, and after several months of training, he gave up, because there was suddenly hope from now on.

Pan Hongsheng did not answer directly. After looking through it for a few minutes, he nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.

"That's right. According to this practice, it will definitely get twice the result and improve faster than practicing boxing."

"Brother Pan, let's practice together!" A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Bowen suddenly said.

He must have thought of Pan Hongsheng for the first time.

"No, this is only suitable for you, not me." He was moved and took a look at Zhang Bowen. Pan Hongsheng shook his head and threw the blue book to Zhang Bowen.

The method of practicing qi written in the book is the method of feeling the air flow between the meridians and collaterals, which is different from the qi generated by practicing boxing. Although the former can also practice qigong, it is actually neutralized qigong. After practicing, the whole person will be calm and mean, while the qi of practicing boxing is exactly the opposite.

Different boxing techniques have different senses, but the only feature is that this kind of qi has an explosion and strong force. There is no difference between the two in the early stage, but there will be great surprises after entering the realm of gas refining.

Because there is a fist in the latter's 'qi', just like Xiaomei around Pan Huashan, because the whole person who practices domineering boxing has a majestic momentum, and even Pan Hongsheng is ashamed of himself.

"How to refine that?" Zhang Bowen looked at it and didn't say anything, and then asked with a distressed face.

These acupuncture points are marked with names, but he doesn't know what to do with what he said above. Pan Hongsheng hesitates for a moment, then gets out of bed and walks to Zhang Bowen, gently pats the other party's shoulder, and then asks solemnly, "Do you feel the heat in your body?"

"I feel it." Zhang Bowen was not a fool. He suddenly understood that this was Qi. Then he looked at the meridian map and kept swimming the Pan Hongsheng's 'qi' in his body in the order above, while Pan Hongsheng's face was obviously pale, and then returned to the bedside and sat cross-legged.

Time flies, and the night has passed in a blink of an eye. When Pan Hongsheng opened his eyes, Zhang Bowen was already asleep sitting in **, and the blue leather book in his hand was still clenched in his hand.

"Hey, wake up, get up quickly." Pan Hongsheng pushed Zhang Bowen angrily and funny, which made the other party trembling. He quickly opened his sleepy eyes and smiled awkwardly.

"Well, Brother Pan, I feel it, but it's intermittent, and I can't feel it most of the time." Zhang Bowen said with an excited face.

For him, being able to realize it is already a huge breakthrough, which means that he has a goal of hard work, not that he can't find a direction even if he works hard as before.

"Well, it's all like this at the beginning. You just need to practice for a while." Pan Hongsheng nodded, and then went straight to the toilet to wash, while Zhang Bowen carefully put the blue leather notebook in his satron bag.

Pan Hongsheng got up very early, because it was a good time to practice boxing in the morning. After washing up, he asked Zhang Bowen to follow him from behind the window and learn his movements to hit a set of straight punches and a set of cannon fists. Although the movements were not difficult, Zhang Bowen obviously felt that he was sweating like rain after playing with Pan Hongsheng for an hour. Wheezing like a cow.

"Brother Pan, I'll take a shower again. Go knock on the door and let them get up quickly!" Looking at the time, it was 8:30 in the morning. Zhang Bowen went to the toilet and said to Pan Hongsheng. Pan Hongsheng also nodded and went straight out of the room.

There is a girl living on the second floor. Zhang Bowen was afraid that he would see what he shouldn't see, so he directly gave this task to Pan Hongsheng, and he really had to take a shower in this stinky sweat.

It didn't take long. When Zhang Bowen came out of the room, everyone was already having breakfast in the restaurant. He sat directly next to Pan Hongsheng with some damp hair, picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

After a meal, Zhang Bowen ate six steamed buns. In the end, a large group of people around him looked at him as if they were looking at monsters, but Zhang Bowen was not ashamed but proud. Before leaving, he stuffed two eggs into his mouth before going to the counter to check out. Looking at the back, it was quite chic.

"Brothers, we are halfway up the mountain now. Now we can climb to the top at noon, and then go back. After one o'clock, we will have lunch here and go down the mountain. Is it okay for everyone?" A large group of people walked out of the restaurant, and Zhang Bowen asked at the front.

"It's okay to go down the mountain now, but since you're halfway up the mountain, it's better to climb to the top and have a look. Let's go to worship the immortals of Zhengguo Temple and go down the mountain for lunch. That's what I think." Zhang Bowen explained with a smile, but only Pan Hongsheng knew the selfishness of the child.

He just wants to go up to see if his teacher and father are still there.

"Go up and have a look. Anyway, it's all here. Just go back at night." Pan Hongsheng said, and the two hes actually sang the double reed.

"Okay, let's go now!" A trace of cunning flashed in his eyes. Zhang Bowen walked forward directly without waiting for others to speak, and most of the students who were at ease also followed. As for the very small number of people who didn't want to move, they were also embarrassed to say.

"Ah, have you found that Zhang Bowen seems to be a little different from last night!"

"Yes, it usually looks particularly bad at a glance, and there is a ruffian spirit all over the body. Now it seems to be gone."

"It's not something that happened last night with Pan Hongsheng, haha!"

A group of girls below whispered, while Pan Hongsheng, who was walking at the end, smiled bitterly. He was fucking shot while lying down.