When Director Song heard Lin Feng’s request, he naturally agreed.

"No problem, they are all juniors."

Director Song smiled kindly.

Lin Feng smiled embarrassedly and politely as he listened to his juniors.

At this time, he also suggested that he wanted to see the equipment.

After all, if you have real skills in Chinese martial arts, you still need to look at it on the equipment.

"Among the equipment?"

When Director Song heard this, he sighed and said, "Hey, I'm already old.

The equipment can no longer be moved.

Let’s do this, I’ll find you a few teachers and you can talk to them.”

Lin Feng had no reason to refuse. After a while, a senior brother came in from outside. This senior brother was square in appearance and was a lucky person.

Director Song smiled and said, "Boy Lin, this one is Teacher Liang from Bianjing Wushu School.

Don’t look at Teacher Liang’s youth, even in Bianjing, Teacher Liang is a sensible figure.

He was the first person to open a martial arts school in Bianjing.

Now his martial arts school is run by his son, and he devotes himself to studying here.

This teacher Liang learned about the five-stage plum blossom stake and used a plum blossom stick in his hand.

If you want to practice, you can ask Teacher Liang for advice. His stick technique is famous even in the National Museum!"

With Director Song holding a bridge and making a line, Lin Feng was overjoyed.

There are people to train, which is something he wants!

This teacher Liang’s plum blossom stick has been practicing for thirty years, and this stick is his other hand.

Teacher Liang looked a little dull and had no murderous aura.

Looking at Lin Feng, Teacher Liang smiled and said, "It's just a competition between martial arts and friends, so there's no question of asking for advice."

He was polite. Lin Feng didn't dare to underestimate him, so he quickly became polite. The two of them politely said some nonsense.

Since Lin Feng practiced the Three Ghosts to carry the sedan chair, he could detect human qi and blood.

Teacher Liang has a strong qi and blood. Teacher Liang is in his forty years and has excellent maintenance.

This is the best age for his experience and physical strength to blend.

Teacher Liang was extremely terrifying at this time.

Lin Feng did not "swear off" or carry the sedan chair with three ghosts. He was really no match for Teacher Liang.

His Fulong Fist and his equipment are also sticks.

It's just two short sticks.

As the saying goes, one inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous.

The main thing about Fulong Fist is to grab it!

Grab the rhythm and seize the opportunity. This stick method is fast and cruel.

Lin Feng took the stick and fought with Teacher Liang of the plum blossom stick. After a few strokes, his stick was beaten to the ground by Teacher Liang.

The old director was drinking tea.

Not only him, but many people came to watch the fun next to the ring. Seeing this, many people shook their heads and left.

It's not that good to practice by yourself.

On the stage, Lin Feng was fully focused and did not feel the pain.

Lin Feng was not surprised by the weapon being taken off.

His boxing stalking qi has only been in the past few days. Even if Teacher Liang has not practiced qi, he has too much experience than him.

The people watching the fun around him took a few glances and then dispersed, but Director Song was watching with relish.

Even Director Song’s secretary was surprised at this situation.

The old director is a busy man.

Although the National Museum of War is neither an enterprise nor an institution nor an iron job, every time the association changes its term, it is the person from above who personally presided over it.

There are also many big figures who were closely related to the National Museum when they were young.

To this day, there are still many overseas Chinese and wealthy people who donate money regularly every year. The National Museum is a secret behemoth.

Director Song is also a guest of honor for many people.

From the value of his calligraphy, the old man's status is now visible.

Even if a junior comes, it would be fine if he checks it out. Unexpectedly, this junior is worth the old man's pushing off his afternoon trip and watching him specifically.

As the saying goes, experts watch the excitement, while laymen watch the tricks.

The old man saw more things than the rest!

After fifteen minutes, the old man had a smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, good seedlings!"

The old man looked at it for half an hour before leaving satisfied.

Even Teacher Liang couldn't help but illuminate his eyes.

The young man in front of him has such a solid body.

This is the first time I practiced martial arts. This ordinary person practiced the stick technique with him for half an hour, and his body was bruised. Even if he wanted to withstand, he couldn't bear it. He needed to rest and wait for a few days.

This guy is not.

Not only did he resist the beating, he also made rapid progress.

He made obvious progress in half an hour!

Even Teacher Liang had to praise the speed of this progress, "I have perseverance and talent."

In half an hour, at least Lin Feng could hold the weapon.

Although he is still being beaten, he has made great progress compared to the previous one.

What made Teacher Liang even more satisfied was that this young man had no intention of retreating in his eyes!

Not afraid of the pain!

This is an extremely rare quality.

"Okay, I've practiced enough, so take a break."

Seeing that Lin Feng had no intention of resting, Teacher Liang had to ask him to take a rest first.

It is not necessary to practice equipment. Although both parties wear protection, some places are still not protected.

After going back, it is inevitable that it will be dirty.

Hearing the rest, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and felt his whole body hurt!

However, at this time, Lin Feng's qi played a role. As his qi flowed, the pain and bruises on his body were much healed much better.

Mr. Song’s secretary asked someone to boil the medicine and give it to Lin Feng. Lin Feng tried the external medicine for this National Museum.

This external medicine is effective, but it is still much worse than the black ointment.

It's only about one-third of the black ointment.

"Do you still have to start with the Forbidden City?"

Lin Feng scrubbed with medicinal wine while pondering.

However, the tricks I had with Teacher Liang just now were wrong. They were beaten and also gave Lin Feng some new insights.

Just like his practice of magic, Lin Feng’s talent in martial arts seems to be a bit too good!

After the war, the spirit of war, and preparations before the war, Lin Feng can be regarded as a top achievement.

In this way, Lin Feng practiced in the National Museum during the day, and went to the shooting hall to practice firing at night, and then went to the archery hall to practice archery. In the past few days, Lin Feng has not given himself a chance to rest!

Time is endless!

Even Mr. Song gave him four words when he heard these news, "combining work and rest".

Lin Feng remembers it in his heart.

However, his work and rest are not much the same as Director Song's work and rest.

Lin Feng felt that he was working hard in the modern world here.

But in the projection of the heavens, it is ease.

In the projection of the heavens, he is a master who is inseparable from grains. Even if he eats, wears clothes, and applies medicine, he has special men and women to serve him.
To be continued...