Earth Cinema

Chapter 78 Fang Jin
There is a rush of traffic on the bridge.

Various cars sped across the bridge, leaving behind only the sound of their engines starting.

under the bridge.

The two figures intertwined, like two ferocious beasts.

Constantly biting each other.

As fists and feet collided, dull sounds like rags kept coming, and gradually one side fell into a disadvantage.

boom!
There was a sound like beans frying.

The fist landed heavily on the chest, accompanied by the sound of flesh and bones colliding and the crisp sound of bones cracking. A figure flew backwards and fell outside the bridge hole.

Night gradually fell.

The neon lights in the distance have been turned on, and the city is brightly lit as if it were daytime.

The rain continued to fall, sprinkling on Brother Yong's body.

The cold rain soaked his entire body. A gust of wind blew, and his rain-soaked body surface felt cold, but it was still not as cold as the coldness in his heart.

Brother Yong covered his chest and stood up with difficulty.

At this time, his body was covered with wounds, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was gasping for breath.

He looked at Feng Yuxiu in front of him with some disbelief.

How can this be?

How is it possible for someone to be proficient in so many martial arts?

The opponent had just displayed at least three or four types of boxing, and he had mastered each type of boxing to great proficiency. He practiced miscellaneous boxing, but had only dabbled in some other types of boxing.

He knew how incredible this was.

"senior."

Feng Yuxiu still had no injuries on his body, and even his breathing was not rapid. "Your fist is soft and not hard enough."

Brother Yong tried hard to keep his swollen eyes open, trying to see Feng Yuxiu clearly in front of him, but the scene he saw became increasingly blurry. He still tried hard to keep his eyes open.

Feeling my body trembling and the excessive pain coming from all over my body, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

He is old, his strength has declined, and his punches are not as powerful as before.

I've been boxing all my life.

It looks like I’m going to die in this strange place.

Think back on your life.

From practicing martial arts diligently when he was a child, to venturing into the martial arts world when he grew up, he earned a little fame by fighting with others. Later, as his fame grew, the hidden injuries from fighting bravely and ruthlessly in his youth gradually appeared, so he began to take care of his health and stopped practicing so hard.

But the loser does not lose the formation.

Brother Yong spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

He laughed and said, "You are just bullying me because I am old. If I were 20 years younger, it would not be a problem to beat the three of you."

But what he got was not nonsense, but a gust of fist wind that broke through the air.

Bang!
The punch hit the face hard.

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and the head was carried away with the remaining force and fell into the rain.

There was no more ups and downs in the body.

Blood slowly flowed out from all seven orifices.

This punch actually turned his head into a mess.

Feng Yuxiu stood where he was.

Feeling the memories coming to his mind and the faint heat on his body, he glanced at Brother Yong's body lying in the rain.

"Thank you for the generous gift, senior!"

Feng Yuxiu clasped his fists towards Brother Yong's body, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.

Turn around and walk into the rain.

pat!

The security door is closed, blocking out the sound of rain.

Fang Jin placed the umbrella in the rain gear bucket at the entrance, turned on the lights in the house, and looked at the empty house. His expressionless face softened a little.

He walked to the living room and sat down, placing the wooden sword in his hand beside him.

He just came back from school.

Unable to resist the requests of some of the club's elders, he had no choice but to teach the new members some basic swordsmanship.

Thinking of the crowded fencing club, Fang Jin sighed.

Although he became famous after one battle and became a celebrity on campus, he was extremely unwilling in his heart.

A tall tree attracts the wind. Originally, he was relatively unknown in the cinema, but because of that video, he was instantly recognized by almost all the audience.

Even if you are disguised, you will be recognized.

He could even feel the strange look of the policeman who took his statement when he went to the police station to take the statement.

It made him very uncomfortable.

He would rather be a lonely and invisible person.

Fortunately, there are many people like him, so he didn't attract too much attention.

Unfortunately, I still haven't acquired the memory today.

This made him a little disappointed.

He has attended almost every movie since he acquired his memories in the cinema.

I just want to get my memory back again.

But apart from the Xingyiquan that he acquired from the first generation of masters, he did not regain any memory after that.

Can a person only get it once?

Fang Jin closed his eyes.

During this time, he has been studying the laws of cinema, hoping to find the laws that cinema "grants" memory, but he has undoubtedly failed.

Whether it is a sense of immersion or a strong intention.

He tried various speculations several times, but still got nothing.

Fang Jin took the wooden sword and looked at it.

Is it just a matter of giving up swordsmanship?
Fang Jin was a little unwilling. He joined the fencing club just because he liked swordsmanship and practiced swordsmanship for many years. If he was asked to give up, he would be a little unwilling.

But he only knows some basic swordsmanship.

I was able to defeat those people back then because of my Xingyiquan foundation, otherwise, it would not have been so easy.

Sighed.

Fang Jin took out his cell phone.

Click on a deeply hidden folder, which contains a downloaded video.

Open it gently.

The phone's screen slowly lit up.

The video is not long, only a few minutes, and the image quality is a bit blurry and shaky.

But Fang Jin looked at it very seriously.

The video shows a small park where four men in strange costumes are besieging a woman holding a sword. The fight is very intense with fists and swords.

When it was almost over, Fang Jin's eyes lit up and he stared intently.

In the video.

A burly figure flashed out from the crowd, took the sword from the woman's hand, and shot towards the four people like an arrow. A cold light flashed, blood gushed out, and the four people fell to the ground and died almost at the same time.

One sword kills four.

The grace of this sword simply made Fang Jin's heart surge.

Even though he has watched it countless times, he still feels his blood boiling.

This was the swordplay he wanted to practice.

After watching it several times, Fang Jin reluctantly closed the video.

He downloaded the video as soon as he found it, and sure enough, an hour after he downloaded it, the video could no longer be found.

After all, it's a murder video, so it's normal that it can't be kept.

If only I had this kind of swordsmanship.

Sighed.

Fang Jin was ready to hold on a little longer.

He believed that as long as he persisted, he would be able to obtain the memories he wanted sooner or later.

Fang Jin stood up and walked towards the bedroom, preparing to change into casual home clothes.

Just opened the bedroom door.

A cold light flashed, and Fang Jin's eyes narrowed slightly.

PS: This is the second update. I feel like I can’t hold on any longer. I’ll continue with two updates tomorrow.

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(End of this chapter)