After hearing Yang Xiwen's words, Han Feng replied simply: "No."

Yang Xiwen was stunned and put down her chopsticks: "I haven't said when yet, how did you know you don't have time?"

"First of all, I have no research on painting. If your friend thinks I am very good at this, then she is wrong. I only know how to copy and don't understand anything else, so I think she and I should have no common language. Secondly, I am really busy and don't have time to meet those irrelevant people."

Yang Xiwen was anxious: "But I have already promised her that I just met and couldn't delay your time. I tell you that my sister graduated from the Central Academy of Fine Arts and has a high attainment in pen drawing. After she saw the painting you painted, she praised her endlessly."

She didn't believe Han Feng's words at all. She only knew how to copy them. If he said that he knew nothing about painting, wouldn't others have no idea about it? There was no time? This is even more outrageous. How busy a student can be? Besides, it's just a meeting to communicate. He said this clearly to make excuses for himself, and the excuse is still very clumsy.

"If you don't believe it, I can't do anything." Han Feng shrugged.

Yang Xiwen suddenly lost her appetite and said, "I'm full."

Han Feng had almost eaten, so he called the waiter and paid.

On the way back to school, Han Feng was walking in front, while Yang Xiwen followed behind in anger. When she was about to arrive at school, she rushed up and suddenly grabbed Han Feng's hand and said in a coquettish tone: "Han Feng, my sister has finally returned to China once. I have already made a promise and said that she will definitely bring you an appointment, so you can go there once. I'm begging you!"

Han Feng was conditioned and reflexively pulled his arms out of her hands as soon as possible, and quickly separated him several steps away from her, looking at her and saying, "What are you doing, pulling and pulling."

To be honest, Han Feng is not used to it.

Seeing that Han Feng was afraid of this, Yang Xiwen smiled on her face: "Hehe, what are you afraid of? You are my fiancé, what does it matter if you hold hands? Let's just hold hands, just hug you!" As she said that, she ran away to Han Feng again, and opened her hands. Looking at the posture, she seemed to really want to have an intimate hug with Han Feng.

Han Feng was startled and actually put on a fighting style, shouting at her: "Don't come over!"

Yang Xiwen was even more happy when she saw his nervous look: "What? Do you want to hit me? You hit me, I'll let you hit..." As she said, she ran over without reducing her speed, which made Han Feng retreat without stopping and retreating to the edge of the wall, with no way to retreat.

Yang Xiwen opened her hands and rushed over. She saw a flash in front of her eyes, but she was empty. Han Feng was no longer seen before her. At this time, she suddenly felt a pain in her hands, and then her body involuntarily turned backwards - she was captured by Han Feng, and her right hand was twisted behind.

"Oh! It hurts... It hurts..." Yang Xiwen screamed in surprise. She didn't expect Han Feng to really attack her and said angrily, "Han Feng, you bastard! Let go!"

When Han Feng heard that her tone changed, he quickly let her go and said angrily: "I told you not to come over."

Yang Xiwen is also a very strong master. She moved her arms and said angrily: "I'll come here, hum, if you don't agree, I will keep pestering you and follow you without leaving a step to see how busy you are!"

A follower immediately appeared in Han Feng's mind and kept disturbing him, his scalp suddenly became a little numb.

He said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I agree. When your sister comes, you call me." He really couldn't figure out why Yang Xiwen insisted on letting him see her sister, what about it!

Yang Xiwen smiled again on her face: "Tell me your phone number."

After Han Feng reported her phone number, Yang Xiwen said to him: "Hmph, you guy is so ungraceful. You even take action against women. When I go back, I will tell my brother and let him teach you a lesson. Humph, don't think that you can be good at both hands. My brother has been learning martial arts for longer than you, so he must be better than you!"

After saying that, Yang Xiwen left.

The great god finally left, and Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, getting along with women is really tiring, even more tiring than a training session.

Han Feng filtered the words Yang Xiwen said later.

After walking a few steps, Han Feng suddenly stopped and murmured: "Learn martial arts... Martial arts..."

Even after reading it repeatedly, Han Feng slapped his head and remembered it!

Yang Xiwen's words just now reminded him of the thought that flashed through his mind when he was talking to Professor Li Zhongwen in the morning.

If Professor Li Zhongwen's theory of "nerve pulses are mechanical pulses and spread in the body in the form of lonely waves" can work, Han Feng felt that the "internal force" in Chinese martial arts would have a perfect scientific explanation.

Originally, Han Feng did not believe in the existence of internal force, but during military training, he had seen the power of internal force with his own eyes. First of all, the company commander Ouyang Jie's hard qigong, and he practiced to his level, it really tasted like a copper and iron bone. The company commander said that in addition to his strong ability to resist strikes, the more important thing is that there is corresponding internal force in his body, and with the support of internal force, this effect can be achieved. However, Ouyang Jie couldn't say exactly what internal force is. In his words, internal force is the qi in his body.

Han Feng didn't care about his statement at that time, but later, he really saw the so-called "internal force" with his naked eyes.

That was after he and Fu Yong had a fight. After that, although Fu Yong was punished, he didn't care. He came to Han Feng a day later. Of course, this time he did not go in front of everyone, but privately.

In the days that followed, Fu Yong and Han Feng often had a conversation at night. After the competition, they exchanged some experiences. After learning that Han Feng didn't know much about Chinese martial arts, Fu Yong was very surprised. In addition to being surprised, he added a lot of basic knowledge about martial arts to Han Feng. During this period, he also said that he had internal strength.

Han Feng said that he didn't believe this statement very much, after all, the statements about internal strength he had heard before were very mysterious.

Fu Yong did not argue with Han Feng at that time, so he found five black bricks, then pointed them at the black bricks and slashed them down.

"Bang!"

Five black bricks broke in response to the sound, and the top one was partially shattered.

Han Feng saw it very clearly at that time. He knew what Fu Yong was going to do, so he adjusted his vision to the maximum and did not miss any details. At that time, he saw that the moment Fu Yong's hand contacted the brick, his hand did not undergo much deformation. It seemed that there was an invisible thing that instantly acted on the black brick below, and then caused damage to them.

After the filming, Han Feng immediately took Fu Yong's hand and observed it for a while, but did not see any symptoms after the gravity impact.

The internal strength is released - this is Fu Yong's explanation for this. He said that he could feel a force in his hand, which can protect his palm from impact damage, and this force can also act on external things, such as those black bricks. Of course, not everyone can easily achieve this situation. He has practiced this hand for nearly ten years!

The so-called internal force really exists? Han Feng remembered the "dan flow" he discovered. Is that the dan flow internal force? Han Feng did not find the connection between them. One is slow, gentle and full of vitality, while the other is extremely fast, masturbation and full of destructive power.

However, the discoveries and conjectures mentioned by Professor Li Zhongwen today gave Han Feng an inspiration. If his theory is really correct, perhaps Han Feng can really understand the existence of internal force from a scientific perspective.

In the morning, this idea suddenly flashed through Han Feng's mind. He couldn't remember it no matter how hard he thought about it, but just now Yang Xiwen accidentally reminded him of this idea again.

If the nerve pulse is really a mechanical pulse and propagates in the body in the form of a lonely wave, then when the pulse is strong to a certain extent, the lonely wave is so powerful that it can be released. Isn’t the elixir flow in Han Feng’s body a nerve pulse that can continue to grow?

After all, this is actually just the use of energy.

After Han Feng understood this, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He was wondering, if he kept filling the Dan flow somewhere in his body, would it have an effect similar to internal force?

But after thinking about it, he didn't dare to do anything easily. After all, there is still so-called assault in practicing martial arts. If he makes trouble now, it will be troublesome if he makes trouble with his body.

After thinking for a long time, Han Feng decided to find an opportunity to learn a martial art that has been proven by everyone to generate internal energy to prove his conjecture.
Chapter completed!