Chapter 0002: The Sudden Soul Transmigration

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If I remember correctly, he was supposed to be fighting in the final underground arena match, but unfortunately encountered a master of internal martial arts with hidden strength. His mind was overwhelmed, and in the end, he was forced to choose a desperate act of mutual destruction.

He clearly remembers hearing the sound of bones cracking before losing consciousness, and his internal organs suffered severe damage from continuous hidden injuries. Even if he were to survive, he would likely spend the latter half of his life lying in a hospital bed

Oh, then, then, then I, I, I will go and get busy, busy, busy!

A powerful and wonderful feeling surged within, as the feet moved in a '工' shape, the body bending sideways like the wind, with both fists striking heavily against the sandbag suspended from the wooden beam

What happened next nearly drove Lin Sha to the brink of collapse. The master mentioned by the fat man was a gallant young man in his late twenties. His appearance was indeed impressive; just standing there exuded an air of a skilled expert, and his gentle demeanor made one feel at ease.

Feeling somewhat gloomy and complicated, I lay on my back in bed and整理了一下脑海中留存的记忆. The previous owner of my body was also named Lin Sha, an orphan beggar from Foshan City in Guangdong. He was taken in by the kind-hearted Huang Feihong to study traditional Chinese medicine and martial arts at Baozhilin. Although he is only fourteen years old now, he has been at Baozhilin for six years, and his skills in martial arts and knowledge of traditional medicine are quite impressive.

What is truly alarming is that this rather chivalrous individual is completely unknown to him

Master Huang

Before he could figure out what was happening, a hint of impatience appeared on the large, plump face right in front of him. A strong, hefty hand reached out and directly lifted him up, ignoring his struggles as it strode purposefully towards the door.

Upon reaching this point, his heart was ablaze with excitement. He sprang up like a carp leaping from the water and rolled off the bed onto the floor. Following his memory, he executed a set of Five Elements Fist, but felt constrained in the room, unable to fully extend his limbs. Impatiently, he pushed open the tightly shut door and stepped outside.

"Don't disturb me, let me sleep a little longer!" In a daze, Lin Sha felt someone shaking her body and irritably waved her hand.

... ...

Master Huang, Master Huang, are you there...

What an impudent fellow, rushing to be reincarnated, completely lacking in manners

With a dull thud, the enormous sandbag, weighing no less than 50 pounds, was sent flying into the air as if struck directly by a siege hammer, tracing a beautiful arc as it soared high into the sky

Damn it, which bastard, huh ... ...

Then you should rest well, I will go do business now, let's go

As if suddenly recalling something, he abruptly pushed away the chubby man's fat hand and hurriedly turned to look at the lintel of the door that had just opened. Indeed, on the lintel hung a black lacquered plaque inscribed with the three flamboyant characters "Baozhilin"

"Senior Lin, it's nothing, I just feel a bit unwell and want to rest for a while!" He hurriedly found an excuse to brush it off

Outside the door, over a hundred strong and robust young men had already gathered, and upon seeing the valiant young man emerge, they hurriedly greeted him with respect. The repeated calls of "Master Huang" sounded incredibly familiar to Lin Sha.

At the very least, one can possess a healthy body, as well as have the renowned martial artist from the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, Huang Feihong, as a master

This is the true national art, a national art that kills without performing

It's fine, I'll go practice in the back, you take care of your own business!

The person shaking Lin Sha's body couldn't help but laugh and scold out loud, then slapped Lin Sha on the head.

Hearing the heavy footsteps of Lin Shirong gradually fade away, Lin Sha suddenly lay down on the hard bed, his eyes blank and his face filled with confusion, his mind in a state of chaos

Good morning, Master Huang

Is this the hospital

At the beginning, there was some delay, as the movements of my hands and feet could not keep up with my thoughts. Gradually, the muscle memory in my body revived, and the techniques in my hands became increasingly fluid. My form became agile, twisting and turning with the flexibility of a monkey, each punch and kick generating a whooshing sound, exhilarating and unrestrained

Lin Sha was completely immersed in the exhilaration of practicing martial arts, unable to extricate himself. However, the sudden loud banging on the door, accompanied by the unpleasant quacking voice typical of young boys, jolted him out of his reverie.

Lin Sha, Lin Sha, hurry up! The master is waiting for us to practice!

Who is this guy

"Lin Sha, are you alright?" The loud voice of Senior Brother Lin Shirong came from outside the door

Returning from practicing martial arts by the seaside, Lin Sha locked himself in his room without saying a word, not even taking the time to eat breakfast

This stuttering condition is quite troublesome; I wonder how he manages abroad

A fleeting glimmer of a different color flashed in Ya Ca Su's eyes, and he wondered how this Senior Brother Lin Sha had become so easy to talk to. He shook his head, did not think much of it, and continued with his own tasks.

He shook his head and quickly arrived at the small training ground in the backyard of Baozhilin, assumed a stance, and first performed the Five Animal Fist. Then, he executed a set of his master Huang Feihong's signature boxing technique, the Cross-Style Fist. Finally, he practiced the Tiger-Crane Double Form, which combines the ferocity of the tiger with the agility of the crane.

Hello, Master Huang

Hearing the commotion from behind, a slender young man with a melon-shaped cap and a pair of extremely outdated black-framed glasses poked his head out from the moon gate in the front hall. His mouth revealed two dazzlingly large buck teeth, and when he spoke, his stuttering truly made one feel anxious for him

But it doesn't seem like that

Isn't this a symbol of the Qing Dynasty? Could it be that I have time-traveled?

Before he could figure out what exactly had happened, the stout man with a face full of flesh had already half-pulled and half-dragged him out of the front hall filled with medicine cabinets, following the heroic young man as they pushed open the door and walked out

From memory, I know that this person is indeed the supporting character Ya Ca Su from the movie "Once Upon a Time in China," a fellow who has just returned from abroad to study medicine under the tutelage of Wong Fei-hung

Lin, Lin, Lin, Lin Sha, how is your body? Is it feeling better?

Aren't you in the arena? How did you end up here

The ability to traverse and be reborn may still be a good thing for him

I can't believe I have crossed over into the world of the movie "Once Upon a Time in China"!

Fortunately, his psychological resilience is quite strong, and he did not exhibit any strange reactions

What left him even more dumbfounded was that both this unfamiliar master and the earlier rough-and-tumble big man had completely bald foreheads, with a conspicuous long braid trailing from the back of their heads

Lin Sha initially thought someone was playing a prank on him. Annoyed, he turned over and was about to explode in anger, but suddenly saw a strange, compact, chubby face right in front of him, leaving him momentarily stunned

Upon seeing this, his mood improved slightly. Although in his memory, he did not learn the ultimate technique from the movie "Once Upon a Time in China"—the Foshan Shadowless Kick, he had fully mastered the exquisite Hung Gar Kung Fu of Wong Fei-hung.

Previously, Lin Sha had little regard for such pretentious foreigners, but now things are different. After all, the other party is a rare "sea turtle" talent in this era, and it is only proper to show some respect, as they might be of use in the future.

The little rascal is still sleeping, if you don't get up soon, you will regret it!