Playing the Eighth Route Army, the system is forcing this on me?

Whoosh!

Before Wu Jing could react, Yi Zheng's fist, as big as a sandbag, was already in front of him.

This punch was extremely fast and its trajectory was tricky.

Before Wu Jing could react, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A fearful thought arose in my mind.

Finished!

There's no escaping it!

But in that split second...

"Card!"

The director suddenly yelled "Cut!"

puff!

With the director's sound effects card.

Yi Zheng's fist landed squarely on Wu Jing's face with a soft thud.

call!

The wind hissed as the punch blew, causing Wu Jing's collar to flutter a few times.

Yi Zheng quickly withdrew his fist and looked in the direction of the production team.

"Director Zheng, did I not act well?" Yi Zheng scratched his head.

Having played so many Japanese soldiers, he was afraid that he might portray a ruthless character like Hong Wengang as sleazy.

"No, no!" Director Zheng quickly waved his hand.

"You didn't just not act well, you acted too well!"

Director Zheng walked into the film set and straightened Yi Zheng's hospital gown.

He looked embarrassed.

"Yi Zheng, I really didn't expect you to be so skilled."

"Your skills actually look pretty convincing!"

"Um, but could you tone it down a bit? This Hong Wengang isn't that fierce..."

puff!

Two editors who frequently stayed up all night watching movies were mortified.

Yes!

If the director hadn't mentioned it, everyone would have almost forgotten.

This Hong Wengang, he's a sickly man!

His punches were powerful and forceful; he was actually able to hold his own against a national martial arts champion like Wu Jing!

After listening, Yi Zheng suddenly understood.

The director is right; they overused their system.

If the director hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten about Hong Wengang's character.

Yes, how could a sickly person be so fierce? A simple beating would have been enough.

Moreover, today's fight scene is the final battle of this drama.

In the end, Hong Wengang and warden Gao Jin both died, and the movie ended with the victory of the righteous side once again.

If Hong Wengang were to gain the upper hand during the fight, that would indeed be unacceptable.

What movie ends with the villain winning?

Thinking of this, Yi Zheng nodded.

"Okay, director, I'll be careful."

Director Zheng was still discussing with Yi Zheng how to make Hong Wengang even more effeminate.

"Okay, that's good. Also, be careful when acting with Wu Jing. If I hadn't called 'cut' in time, Wu Jing might have lost control!"

"I've seen him film so many action scenes; if he uses that move, you're probably going to get hurt!"

Hearing Director Zheng's words, the busy staff around him chuckled to themselves.

"I told you, Yi Zheng has no idea what his own abilities are."

"Yeah, Brother Jing felt sorry for him after seeing that he had just returned from Mianyang. He really takes himself too seriously."

"Yeah, Brother Jing was being so accommodating to him, but he didn't even realize it, and he even started panting."

The chatter of a group of gossipy people around me was incessant.

Wu Jing, the person involved, remained frozen in place.

At that moment, his emotions were churning like a raging storm.

When it comes to kung fu, those who know how to appreciate it understand the intricacies, while those who don't just enjoy the spectacle.

A bunch of errand boys couldn't tell the value of those last few rounds.

You must know that the move I just used was a closely guarded secret technique within my sect!

That power would be deadly in actual combat.

Having been a movie star for so many years, he knew his men well and knew when to stop.

The problem is that even though I used such a powerful finishing move, Yi Zheng didn't even give me a chance to stop.

He managed to make sure he couldn't click on it.

If that were all, then so be it.

But even experts like Zhang Jin and Tony could only parry their move.

A deadly move that leaves even a master with no chance to dodge, let alone counterattack.

But Yi Zheng deliberately took an unconventional approach and almost punched himself in the face.

Luckily, I had my back to the camera, otherwise my terrified expression would have stunned all the staff.

Clearly, none of the onlookers could discern the true power of Yi Zheng's punch.

When Wu Jing learned this final move, he did ask his master for advice on how to counter it.

As an inner disciple, the master simply smiled and shook his head.

He said that the method to break this curse would be taught to him when he himself passed away.

In other words, only his master should be able to counter this move!

Thinking of this, Wu Jing felt a cold sweat break out on his back.

Could it be that this Yi Zheng also received his master's true teachings?

Meanwhile, Zhang Jin and Tony, who were resting nearby, also frowned as they watched the scene unfold before them.

The two exchanged a glance.

"Wait a minute, Tony, did you dodge Wu Jing's move just now?"

"No, what, you dodged it?"

"No, I didn't either. I just toughed it out!"

"But just now, Yi Zheng..."

The two men felt a chill run down their spines when they thought of Yi Zheng's final punch.

I've been fighting Wu Jing all summer, although Wu Jing only used that move twice.

But the two of them could never escape it.

Faced with that move, even superstar-level kung fu masters like the two could only defend themselves and tough it out.

This is just filming.

Wu Jing won't really exert his full strength.

In a real fight, even if you manage to block that attack, you might still get hurt.

But just now, that guy Yi Zheng only attacked and didn't defend.

Instead, it almost broke Wu Jing's unique skill.

Is it just a coincidence?

Unfortunately, the production team won't allow the actors to copy out any outtakes.

Otherwise, no matter how much it costs, we have to buy back that video recording and study it carefully to see how Yi Zheng managed to break through that move.

For so many days, the group had been treating Yi Zheng as an ordinary person who had never learned kung fu.

I said I'd let him have a few moves, but I never expected that Yi Zheng would actually figure out how to counter that move.

The two looked at each other again and shook their heads.

They said in unison:

"A novice can defeat a master with a flurry of punches."

It was around this time that Director Zheng returned to his position as director.

He picked up his big megaphone.

"Come on, let's do one more."

"All groups, take your positions."

"Action!"