(They aren’t famous. Look quickly, there are several TV hosts around.)
(I saw it too. I knew it, how could a small video request the presence of a pioneer? This is clearly Grandmaster Zhang wanting a live broadcast nationwide to teach us martial arts!)
At this moment, everyone’s gaze was focused on Zhang Feng.
Some TV hosts had also started recording or broadcasting live.
"Look! It’s Grandmaster Zhang!"
"Did I see it wrong? Is it President Zhang?!"
At the same time, people around the square also noticed Zhang Feng.
Seeing many instruments around filming, most people consciously stayed away from the filming area.
A few people just wandered into the area briefly, then walked away satisfied, keeping their heated gaze on Zhang Feng.
Ignoring everyone’s attention, Zhang Feng quietly walked to the front of the square and looked at each camera.
"Everyone is familiar with the simplified techniques of the Eight-Step Chasing Cicada."
Zhang Feng was like an old master in a boxing gym, exuding a warm and approachable aura.
"The Great Success in Eight Steps can even step on water, just like when I walked on the lake six months ago. But the specific force is still in the ankle, that is, the left and right of the foot neck, and the sole..."
As Zhang Feng spoke, he slightly lifted his leg, precisely pointing to several key points.
(Grandmaster Zhang is so approachable...)
(Yes, so approachable...)
As Zhang Feng explained, the live stream chat occasionally sent messages. More people were listening carefully and began recording.
"The leg is more like an engine sending power to the foot, connected to our main engine, the heart..."
Zhang Feng remained unconcerned with the outside world and continued explaining techniques related to Eight-Step Chasing Cicada.
People around were also quiet, listening intently.
He taught for ten minutes, then half an hour.
More and more passersby gathered, but they all stayed around the square on their own initiative.
Meanwhile, people worldwide, whether in Great Xia or abroad, were at their TVs or computers, listening quietly.
"Grandmaster Zhang said the key point is here..." Some were practicing, slowly exploring and organizing themselves according to Zhang Feng’s guidance.
"Mom! Dad! I activated a temporary resonance pathway!"
In some families, some practitioners temporarily activated resonance through Zhang Feng’s explanation.
This was Zhang Feng’s first lecture.
Suddenly, but incredibly exciting.
Some even felt this was a nationwide martial arts sermon!
Moreover, many pedestrians stopped on the streets, watching the mobile live broadcast in safe spots.
Some had just left work, some were students, others were off today.
Yet they all coincidentally paused.
In all hospitals, martial arts gyms.
Today’s instruments mysteriously paused, as doctors and martial arts gyms’ organizations watched today’s live broadcast in their places.
Everyone remained silent, astonishingly quiet.
The sound of cars outside the gyms and hospitals also diminished.
Some unoccupied drivers also stopped by the roadside, listening to Zhang Feng’s explanation.
Over the past six months, extraordinary promotion spread deep into people’s hearts.
Also made them pay close attention to the pioneer’s lecture today.
"We’ll finish the Eight-Step Chasing Cicada for now..."
Until the evening sunset.
Zhang Feng stopped explaining the Eight-Step Chasing Cicada.
"Next, I’ll talk about the Demon Subduing Fist, simplified practice, which will be released on the website today."
As Zhang Feng spoke, he stretched out his arm.
"But regardless of whether it’s the leg or our elbow and such,
it’s all power, what we practice is all qi force.
Especially the refined qi force, it complements martial arts.
Since power is a line, it’s also our extended limbs."
Zhang Feng said this, looked around, and saw a group of landing pigeons over there.
Before anyone reacted, Zhang Feng took a step spanning forty meters, arriving in front of the pigeons.
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Zhang Feng’s hand reached out, affecting the nearby air with powerful qi and resonance, grabbing at a pigeon half a meter away.
In everyone’s astonished gaze, Zhang Feng unexpectedly limited the pigeon’s upward flight path from a distance, keeping it always an inch away from his palm, continuously flapping its wings!
"The pigeon can’t fly out?"
"How did President Zhang do it?"
"Is he really an immortal?!"
"Was that a space contraction move?!"
At this moment, everyone was in uproar.
Yet Zhang Feng slowly raised his arm, wherever his hand was, the pigeon remained an inch away fluttering.
"This is the line I mentioned; power is the extension of our limbs."
Zhang Feng looked at all the cameras and all the stunned people around.
"Today’s class ends here, let’s have a break."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Feng dissipated the power in his hand.
The pigeon flapped its wings, free from restriction, and in everyone’s instinctive gaze, flew high towards the distant sky.