"good!"

Xiu Qing responded without hesitation and walked towards the weapons rack by the wall.

On the side, Murong Fu took two steps forward, supported Yan Danchen, and explained in a low voice: "Miss Yan, I'm sorry, I just lost my temper."

"I'm fine. You were too involved in the drama. It's normal."

Yan Danchen endured the pain and joked: "I didn't see it, you are still a crazy actor!"

Murong Fu knew his own strength. Although Yan Danchen would not hurt his muscles and bones, it would definitely be very painful.

But even though she was in pain, she still comforted herself to prevent herself from feeling uneasy.

This girl is nice.

On the other side, Xiu Qing took down a long sword from the weapons rack and came to the empty space in the center of the conference hall.

Raising the sword with one hand, he said solemnly: "Let me practice a set of Wudang sword techniques!"

Wudang swordsmanship was his specialty, and he made a special trip to Wudang Mountain to learn it from a Taoist priest.

He relied on this Wudang swordsmanship to win the leading role in the movie "Heroes Without Tears" and started to enter the TV drama circle.

He drew his sword out of its sheath, gave a low shout, and began to practice.

After helping Yan Danchen aside and sitting down, Murong Fu curiously watched Xiu Qing's Wudang swordsmanship practice.

His memory showed that Wudang swordsmanship was a set of swordsmanship created by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang sect.

However, if calculated according to his age, this Zhang Sanfeng is still his descendant. He was born more than sixty years after the end of Tianlong, and is almost a hundred years younger than him.

Watching Xiu Qing's swordsmanship practice, Murong Fu's eyes gradually brightened.

Although Xiu Qing has no internal strength at all, and his sword skills are still at the superficial level of flowers and flowers, there is still something good about the Wudang sword skills he practiced.

This is not a set of swordsmanship for show, but a swordsmanship that can really kill people.

It's just that in order to avoid trouble, some experts probably changed the appearance of the killing moves in the sword moves and hid them.

But in front of Murong Fu, these little thoughts were quickly seen through.

The Murong family has countless martial arts secrets hidden away. In terms of knowledge of martial arts, except for his cousin Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu is worthy of everyone.

He quickly saw that this set of Wudang swordsmanship should be a mixture of the essence of Longhushan Tianshi swordsmanship and Shaolin Bodhidharma swordsmanship, plus the founder's own profound martial arts understanding.

A swordsmanship.

In my memory, Zhang Sanfeng was originally a handyman servant in the Shaolin Temple. Later he escaped from the Shaolin Temple, founded the Wudang Sect in Wudang Mountain, and became a Taoist priest.

In this way, it is not surprising that his swordsmanship has shadows of the martial arts of Buddhism and Taoism.

It is said that he is a martial arts wizard who has lived for more than a hundred years. His pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is unparalleled. His self-invented Tai Chi sword has become the most widely spread martial arts. He can be called the first martial arts person in history.

Murong Fu was also very curious about this talented and beautiful junior.

Xiu Qing quickly finished practicing all the sword skills, panting and clasping his fists.

For the sake of authenticity, the crew customized a batch of prop swords, which were all made of unedged steel. They were not light in weight and were quite laborious to play with.

"Okay! It's awesome!"

Zhang Jizhong nodded in praise.

But when he turned around to look, he found that Yu Yan and other directors had strange and awkward expressions on their faces.

Zhang Jizhong was a little confused. He remembered that Zhao Jian and Yuan Bin both praised Xiu Qing's skills in front of him, but why now they both looked blank?

Seeing him looking at him doubtfully, Yuan Bin cleared his throat and signaled to Murong Fu: "Mu Rong, would you like to try your skills?"

Ever since he saw Murong Fu's Dongxiao swordsmanship, let alone Xiu Qing, he couldn't even think highly of his own skills.

Language is pale. Only if Zhang Jizhong sees it with his own eyes will he understand how powerful Murong Fu's skills are!

Nodding, Murong Fu asked Xiu Qing who was about to leave: "Brother Xiu Qing, can you borrow your sword?"

Xiu Qing was stunned for a moment, but he still raised his hand and threw the sword over.

Raising his hand to catch it, Murong Fu pulled out the long sword and tapped the blade with his finger. He put it to his ear and listened to the crisp sound and buzzing sound of the blade. He praised: "What a steel mouth!"

Although steel materials were already available in the Song Dynasty, most people still used iron swords.

If this kind of sword with a steel mouth was placed in the Song Dynasty, it would already be a sword that would attract martial arts people to compete for it.

But here, it is just a prop sword for the crew.

Seeing the way he used the sword, Yuan Bin sat up straight and looked forward to it.

Last time, Murong Fu only used a hole flute to practice a stunning and gorgeous swordsmanship.

This time, with a long sword in hand, what kind of sword skills will he show?

He pointed upwards from the bottom of the sword blade, and the blade made a sharp sound. Murong Fu smiled slightly: "Then I will also practice Wudang swordsmanship!"

When everyone heard his words, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Xiu Qing just finished practicing Wudang swordsmanship. Do you want to practice Wudang swordsmanship too?

Is it a collision of talents?

It doesn’t look like it, does it?

Amid everyone's confusion, Murong Fu moved.

The same movements and tricks as Xiu Qing's appeared again.

But Murong Fu's sword moves were different in subtle ways, like a tiger with its sharp claws exposed, its sharp edges clearly visible, hiding its fierce murderous intent.

However, no one at the scene noticed these subtle changes.

Even Yuan Bin didn't see the doorway inside, but he could clearly feel that Murong Fu's sword skills were stronger and his murderous intent was stronger.

Others can see this too.

As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.

When Xiu Qing was practicing his sword skills, he did various somersaults, danced with sword flowers, and looked at the colorful flowers, which were very beautiful.

But after hearing the sound of the sword when Murong Fu thrust out his first sword, everyone understood what real kung fu meant.

When Xiu Qing just stabbed the sword, before the sword came out, the blade began to shake like a belt and almost flew out of his hand.

The sword that Murong Fu thrust out had a straight blade, and the tip did not tremble at all. There was only coldness and cold light, as if it could stab people's eyes from a distance.

When wielding the sword, Xiu Qing seemed to be using all his strength to hold the sword tightly and make moves.

Murong Fu seemed to be being carried away by the sword, with ease and indescribable grace.

Seeing Murong Fu who was practicing the same swordsmanship as him, and yet he was able to destroy him to the last bit in a matter of seconds, Xiu Qing's expression became a little stiff.

"Feifei, I may not be able to accompany you in this drama."

After finishing all the sword skills, Murong Fu sheathed his sword and stood still, feeling refreshed.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Yuan Bin jumped up and was very excited.

Zhang Jizhong sat on the chair, his eyes amazed.

Even if he didn't understand martial arts, he could still see that Murong Fu's swordsmanship was much better than Xiu Qing's.

It's like Jordan playing basketball with an ordinary basketball fan. Even people who don't understand basketball can see the strength and weakness.

Xiu Qing and Murong Fu are not on the same level at all.

Looking at Xiu Qing, Zhang Jizhong felt a little apologetic.

Although he wanted to help Xiu Qing, he had no choice.

The opponent is too powerful!

Whether it was literary or martial arts, Xiu Qing was no match for Murong Fu. He was pinned to the ground and rubbed.

Under such circumstances, he has absolutely no reason to elect to be a junior!

Xiu Qing also saw his embarrassment, took a step forward, and took the initiative to speak: "Teacher Zhang, there is actually another film that is looking for me. My agent has already collected the deposit. I originally wanted to tell you after the interview..."

He didn't even believe what he said, but in this case, it was the best way to save the last bit of face.

Seeing that he was interested and took the initiative to find the steps, Zhang Jizhong also took advantage of the situation and borrowed the donkey to go down the slope. He quickly nodded and said: "That's it! That's a shame. Let's work together again next time if we have a chance!"

"Okay, thank you Teacher Zhang, I'll leave first."

Xiu Qing hurriedly packed up her things and turned around to leave.

He didn't want to stay with this monster Murong Fu for a moment.

It’s so shocking!

After Xiu Qing left, the embarrassment in Zhang Jizhong's heart also disappeared.

Instead, there was a burst of joy.

He looked at Murong Fu, and the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became.

good!

very nice!

Can't fault it at all!

This is basically Murong Fu himself coming out of the book!

He really found a treasure this time!


Chapter completed!