Zhou Wen has become more accustomed to being pointed at and discussed in private recently, especially after the incident of Wang Mingyuan, this situation has become very common, as long as he is recognized while walking in the academy, it is inevitable that someone will point at him .
Of course, not all of them are malicious, most of them are just talking.
After Wei Feng came, the lively lecture hall became quiet. It seemed that those students were still more afraid of Wei Feng.
Zhou Wen secretly looked at Wei Feng, and saw that although he was not too tall, he was very imposing. But he didn't have that energy.
"Today we will talk about the application of Yin energy in boxing." Wei Feng really likes to demonstrate in person when he lectures.
Zhou Wen saw that Wei Feng took out a transparent silk scarf, hung it on a rope, and then 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 attending the class.
Zhou Wen originally thought that most students would not be willing to let the tutor ask students to do experiments. He had also taken classes with other tutors before, and only a few students who were more eager to learn would be willing to cooperate.
But the students attending the class in the lecture hall enthusiastically raised their hands to sign up, one by one higher than the other, as if they were afraid that Wei Feng would not be able to select them.
"What's the situation? Is Wei Feng so popular?" Zhou Wen was a little surprised.
"The student who didn't raise his hand, come up." Wei Feng glanced around, and finally turned to Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen looked to the left, right and back, and found that he was the only one who didn't raise his hand in the entire lecture hall, while the other students looked at him with half-smiles.
Zhou Wen suddenly understood, and knew why the other students raised their hands so enthusiastically. It was obvious that they had already understood Wei Feng's character, and knew that the more they didn't want to go up to do experiments, the easier it would be for them to be called by Wei Feng. positive.
"Don't look, it's you." Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen and said.
Zhou Wen had no choice but to stand up and walk towards the podium.
He had also listened to lectures from some tutors before, and it was the first time he had seen such a temper like Wei Feng's.
He called names like this, but there are still so many students coming to his class. On the other hand, it also shows that Wei Feng's speech is really good, otherwise there would be no students coming to his class. After all, there are instructors who teach boxing in the academy. Wei Feng is not the only one.
"I haven't seen you before. Come to my class for the first time? What's your name?" Wei Feng asked Zhou Wen while tying the new silk scarf to the rope.
"Zhou Wen." Zhou Wen replied.
Wei Feng didn't seem to have heard Zhou Wen's name, so he just nodded slightly, and said to Zhou Wen: "Okay, you can punch, just rely on the strength of your fist, if you can pierce the silk scarf, I can consider giving it to you." Ten credits."
Generally, the credits are allocated by the class tutor. A pure lecturer like Wei Feng has relatively few credits to allocate, but it is not completely absent. Occasionally, they can still be used to reward students.
"Then thank you, tutor." Zhou Wen felt a lot better when he heard that there were still credits to be taken.
"Confidence is a good thing." Wei Feng said with a smile. He obviously really didn't know Zhou Wen, otherwise he wouldn't have offered credits.
In addition to practicing, Wei Feng usually reads some federal news and reports on the battle ahead. He is not interested in gossip about students and teachers, so he doesn't know anything about Zhou Wen at all. He even knows about Wang Mingyuan, but he doesn't go deep into it either. learn.
From Wei Feng's point of view, even those top students at the legendary level, if they haven't practiced Yin Qi, it is impossible to break the silk scarf empty-handed.
The silk scarf is tough and light, and it hardly takes any force to hit it with a fist. Without a good cultivation base of yin strength, no matter how strong the strength is, it will not be able to pierce it, and it will only make the silk scarf dangling.
Zhou Wen walked to the silk scarf, raised his right hand, flicked his wrist, and did some wrist movements.
When he was practicing Cun Jin before, he also did the same exercise, but at that time he used paper, which was easier to break. The thin, light and tough silk scarf like this is more than one or two grades more difficult.
Of course, the current Zhou Wen is not the previous Zhou Wen. After moving his wrist, he raised his fist and wanted to hit the silk scarf tied on the rope.
"Student, your posture is wrong. Turn your body a little bit. When punching, don't punch straight, but swing sideways..." Wei Feng stepped forward to correct Zhou Wen's movements.
Seeing that Wei Feng was so serious, Zhou Wen naturally couldn't refuse, and cooperated with his entanglement, and put on a standard posture.
Such a posture is indeed helpful for exerting force, but Zhou Wen has already surpassed that level, even if he is lying on the ground, he can still exert strong enough vicious energy.
"Okay, now you can try punching. Remember to use the strength of your wrist and arm, relax your arm, and don't use too much muscle force before punching..." Wei Feng instructed from the side.
Zhou Wen threw out a punch according to what he said, and saw that the fist hit the light and thin silk scarf with almost no force, directly shattering the silk scarf and punching a hole.
Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, and wondered in his heart: "Could it be that I taught so well today, and this kid can learn it in no time? No, even if I taught him well, he has fully understood it. It hasn't been a year and a half." It is impossible to pierce the silk scarf even if you have practiced on it."
"Student, have you practiced Yin energy before?" Wei Feng asked Zhou Wen, looking at him.
"When I was in high school, I practiced Cun Jin." Zhou Wen replied truthfully.
"That's no wonder." Wei Feng suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "That's right, give me your student number, ten credits will be enough for you."
"Mentor, can I exchange these ten credits for one 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 invite you, my mentor, to be my training partner, and to practice in actual combat when you are free, is that okay?" Zhou Wen asked.
"Yes, of course, I 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 appeared .
He was really happy that some students actually wanted to practice with him. This is Wei Feng's favorite program.
"I hope you can hold on longer, but don't want to run away too quickly." Wei Feng thought to himself, he was not afraid that Zhou Wen's enthusiasm for learning would be high, but he was afraid that Zhou Wen would shrink back too quickly.