Chapter 661

Lin Yu was not to be outdone.

He stretched his muscles and bones again; his physique was the kind that looked thin in clothes but muscular when stripped.

He struck the "Wild Horse Parts Its Mane" pose!

"Slap, slap, slap."

Wu Jing struck first, without any politeness, punching straight at his face.

Seeing Lin Yu reach out to block, he turned the strike into a chop, aiming at Lin Yu's lower abdomen.

The speed was so fast that it even made a sonic boom in the air.

Everyone was shocked, holding their breath, not daring to speak.

Lin Yu didn't retreat at all.

He lifted his knee to block Wu Jing's fierce hand-blade.

He took advantage of the momentum to lunge forward, sinking his shoulder to push out.

This sudden strike

scared the drunkenness out of Wu Jing.

He was shocked and took half a step back.

The two touched and separated, smiled at each other, and stopped at the point of contact.

"My god, that was too fast."

"So that's how you can fight."

"Oh my god! They were actually trading blows. My eyes have been opened."

"......"

Hu Jun, Duan Yihong, Yi Yangqianxi, and others were all astonished, their faces full of shock.

In their eyes, fighting was nothing more than street brawls with wild punches, beer bottles, and bricks.

They didn't expect there to be actual martial arts moves.

Lightning fast, dodging and moving at light speed.

It was too wonderful; if this were filmed, it could even be edited directly into an action movie.

Satisfying, truly satisfying!

Wu Jing secretly rubbed the back of his hand behind his back.

The moment his hand-blade was blocked by Lin Yu's knee, Wu Jing felt like he had chopped onto a stone.

Huge waves rose in his heart.

He secretly wondered, how can this kid Lin Yu have such high bone density? And he says he's not a practitioner?!

But it was satisfying, truly satisfying.

This was like what Brother Jackie Chan mentioned before, that there were no routines when he and Jet Li fought in *The Forbidden Kingdom*.

Plus, the two already had some grudges, so they ignored the cameras and fought back and forth, punch to flesh.

Wu Jing also felt this hearty, long-lost feeling.

The last time he fought like this

was in the alley fight with Donnie Yen in *SPL: Sha Po Lang*. Almost 20 years have passed in a flash.

You really have to admit you're getting old.

Outside the hotel room.

The waiter was holding several plates of food, shivering, not daring to knock.

Did they start fighting?

Aren't there famous people inside?

Manager, should I still deliver these dishes?

"Brother Jing's style is as good as ever!"

Lin Yu was definitely at the max level in social skills, giving Wu Jing plenty of face and a way out, raising his glass to toast.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front; the student surpasses the master."

"Lin Yu, you are the one who is truly hiding your skills."

Wu Jing smiled and nodded secretly.

This kid Lin Yu is neither arrogant nor impatient.

And he knows how to handle things.

More importantly, with this kind of acting talent and an idol's face, I'm afraid the entire Chinese film industry will change its name in the future.

"By the way, I heard that Brother Lin Yu opened a company in Beijing."

Wu Jing thought for a moment and became interested.

Previously, this relationship with Lin Yu mainly stemmed from his wife, Xie Nan.

It was said that they were related to Lin Yu, so Wu Jing reluctantly accepted this connection.

He didn't expect Lin Yu's personal strength to be so unfathomable.

It far exceeded his expectations.

He was even a bit lucky to have known Lin Yu so early.

"Brother Jing, it's not a company, just a small studio."

"To tell you the truth, it's still temporarily located in Boss Yang's company office."

Lin Yu scratched his head and said truthfully.

When he went to Jiaxing Media before and saw the office Boss Yang gave him, it was about 100 square meters, which could only be considered a small studio.

Calling it a company was really an exaggeration!

Actually, Lin Yu wasn't too interested in companies.

Many actors in the entertainment industry open companies just to make their assets more reasonable.

Essentially, it's just to avoid taxes.

Lin Yu currently has no concerns in this regard.

The money coming in is all from appearance fees, legal and compliant.

"Since you don't have a base,"

"I have a circle here; you can come around when you have time."

Hearing Wu Jing's words, Lin Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Wu Jing's circle has a very wide coverage in the industry, and everyone is a leader in the field.

From the cultural relic collection master Ma Weidu,

to the crosstalk emperor Yu Qian,

to the comedy box office king Shen Teng.

They are all in this circle.

If he could step into it, it would only be beneficial and not harmful to him.

"Then thank you, Brother Jing."

Just as Lin Yu was about to raise his glass, his phone rang at the right time.

"You go ahead, it's fine."

Wu Jing waved his hand, signaling Lin Yu to answer the phone first.

Lin Yu took his phone and walked to the corridor outside the room with a slightly apologetic look.

"Oh? Weibo Night wants my personal information?"

"Keep it hidden for me first! Just use the code name 'Rainforest'."

"Don't expose it."

Lin Yu then hung up the phone with Director Che Ze of *Masked Singer*.