Looking at everyone's weird looks, Zhao Yunfei blushed: "Why do you think you don't have one? You don't practice it yourself, and now you envy me for nothing?"
Dong Qishan shook his head and said with a smile: "When did we envy you? You are really a bit conceited. We usually exercise properly, how could you be so exaggerated? I know you are learning martial arts, but those who don't know think you are doing it. You are a person who practices aerobics."
Zhao Yunfei defended: "The more developed your muscles are, the better your ability to withstand blows. It's not like you don't know this. You are as thin as a chicken skeleton. When you get on the ring, it will break when you touch it. You are just a glass man."
Dong Qishan was dissatisfied and said: "Don't you know that overdeveloped muscles are an obstacle and will reduce speed and flexibility? Look at Zeng Yi, he is just right, and you are going too far."
Zeng Yi smiled shyly and said: "I haven't practiced it specifically. I just like it. It doesn't matter whether it's more or less. I'll just make do with it. It's almost enough. There's no need to be too exaggerated."
Zhao Yunfei pointed at the big men around him and said: "Look at these people, eight out of ten are muscular men. You are too childish. You are not professional at all and don't look like men."
Zhang Yongsheng couldn't listen anymore and said: "Stop talking nonsense. This is determined by everyone's martial arts style and living habits. In fact, Senior Brother Liao's muscles are not bad, not much less than yours. You have all practiced Western fighting. It’s normal to practice this skill.”
Liao Dengfeng looked at himself and asked: "Will this be a problem and affect my future development? If I go to university to change martial arts, will I need to reduce my weight?"
Zhang Yongsheng shook his head and said: "It's not necessary, just let nature take its course. I didn't ask Zhao Yunfei to lose weight, as long as he doesn't deliberately increase it. I heard that some boxing gyms ask students to take nutritional supplements to increase muscle strength. This is actually a misunderstanding, and it’s hard to say whether it will be good or bad in the future.”
"You're talking about protein powder, right? I've eaten that stuff too, and it tastes terrible. And it's only imported, so it's extremely expensive." Li Mingyu said, "The coach at the time strongly recommended it. I took it for a month and it was really good." I couldn't stand it. Then I stopped eating, and my muscles were just so-so."
Zhang Yongsheng nodded and said: "It should be so. I don't know much about this kind of thing. But they are definitely not. Traditional martial artists don't have this habit. Many people are like this through martial arts training, especially those who practice external kung fu. Their strength is... It’s stored in muscles, and it’s really impossible without some muscles.”
Zhao Yunfei asked in confusion: "Isn't it true that I am both internal and external? Why is it like this?"
Zhang Yongsheng smiled and said: "You started practicing it when you were a child, and you can't go back now. In fact, it doesn't matter. Taizu Changquan is not based on speed, so it won't affect anything."
While everyone was chatting, Dong Zhenwu and Dong Heren came over, wearing double-breasted shorts with the name of the Dong Family Martial Arts School embroidered on the chest. When seeing the elders coming, everyone stood up and said hello. Dong Zhenwu smiled, said a few words of encouragement, and asked everyone if there was anything they were not used to.
Before he could say a few words, Lu Tiande also came over with people from the Green Forest Sect. He left his nephew in Zizhu Town for treatment and sent a disciple to take care of Lu Yanzong's life. The annual meeting of the Wushu Association is an annual meeting that affects the vital interests of all sects. As the leader, it is impossible for him to be absent.
Zhang Yongsheng introduced Lu Tiande to everyone and said: "Master Lu is a master of Waijiaquan, and his iron sand palm is also very famous in the provincial capital. There are many young elite disciples of the Green Forest Sect. We will learn more from you in the future. Improve each other’s martial arts and cultivation.”
Lu Tiande waved his hand and said with a smile: "Ashamed, ashamed. I don't dare to take what Brother Zhang said like this. You all here are young heroes. I have gone downhill. I will still look at you in the future."
Zhang Yongsheng said: "Master Lu is so humble. We are all beginners here. You can even call us rookies. We usually wear helmets and armors when we practice sparring. We can't compare to you with real swords and guns."
Lu Tiande cupped his hands and said: "Brother Zhang, you are too complimentary. I have fought with Brother Zeng, and his martial arts are already rare among the younger generation. To be honest, let alone the incompetent disciples of our Green Forest Sect. Even if Monk Yuanhui comes, he may not be able to win."
Zeng Yi smiled sheepishly and said: "Master Lu is too polite. I just know a little bit about physical fitness, but I can't compare with Master Yuan Hui. I can't compare with his senior disciple, Senior Chen."
Everyone exchanged pleasantries and complimented each other, and then Lu Tiande left with his men. Dong Zhenwu also said hello and left the restaurant. This excitement attracted the attention of the surrounding martial arts people, who all speculated who these young men in neat suits were, and why the two masters took the initiative to come forward to talk.
In particular, Lu Tiande was born with a loud voice, and his words of praise for Zeng Yi spread far and wide. Many people were very interested in this young man who was said to be comparable to Yuan Hui, and Zeng Yi suddenly became the focus of attention. This was the first time that Zeng Yi received so many eyes, and he suddenly felt restless.
Zhang Yongsheng smiled and consoled him: "Don't you get used to it? This is just the beginning. Just be mentally prepared. When you become famous, others will look at you differently."
Zeng Yi smiled bitterly and said: "Headmaster Lu really wants to brag for me. How can I compare with Master Yuanhui with my little skill? If this reaches his ears, he might have to compare with me. "
Jin Kai smiled and said: "Don't even think about hiding. My senior brother sent you a text message last night. He will find time to practice with you. Just wait. He is a martial arts fanatic and never admits defeat. You can't hide. "
Zeng Yi said helplessly: "Then he should go to his uncle. Master is the best in martial arts. What does my level mean?"
Jin Kai shrugged and said, "He probably isn't sure, otherwise he wouldn't have been so polite yesterday."
After everyone returned to the hotel lobby after breakfast, Guo Fangping and Yang Hongbo waited for a while. The bus rented by the school is waiting in the parking lot and can set off after they finish their meal. After everyone exchanged pleasantries, they got in the car in the parking lot and then headed to the conference hall of the convention and exhibition center where the meeting was held.
Zhang Yongsheng has been to the Convention and Exhibition Center once. The last time he accompanied Bai Zhixuan to visit the autumn fashion show was here. However, this time the meeting was held in a different place. Last time it was in the exhibition hall, which was mainly for exhibitions and sales. This time it was in the conference center hall next to it. Various conferences are held here, and the scale is one of the largest in the province.
Today is Monday, and the traffic conditions in Jiangyuan are pretty good. Although there was still a lot of traffic, there was no traffic jam and the bus arrived at the Convention and Exhibition Center smoothly. The convention and exhibition center is very large, and the parking lot is nearly ten minutes away from the convention center, so everyone can only walk there.
