He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"Today I spent a lot of money to buy this real sword. It is called [Wen Dao], and this name fits the purpose of my sword training very well. To seek the Dao with the sword."

"So, today, let's not do anything fancy. Let's just focus on practicing and getting familiar with this sword."

[Fuck, the host is really good, he even got a real sword. It seems that the wooden sword can no longer satisfy you. ]

[The anchor’s live broadcast content is becoming more and more “criminal” now. The days have a “destiny”. 】

[Anchor, stop it. If you continue like this, we'll have to meet at the police station. Doghead]

[Don't say that. If the anchor really succeeds in using the sword to ask for the truth, then it won't be the police station that will see him, it will be the Kyushu Security Bureau that will see him. Funny.]

Zhang Beixing sighed secretly. This group of fake fans of his are more capable than him.

If this continues, his live broadcast room will be unwatchable.

He ignored the barrage, took two steps back, grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and pulled it out violently.

Canglang!

A sharp sound of a sword being unsheathed was heard, like a dragon's roar.

A flash of cold light suddenly appeared, and under the sunlight, the sword body was like a mirror, emitting bursts of cold air, and it seemed like the roar of a dragon was echoing.

[Ask] Unsheathed, a dragon roar sounded!

It sounded like a dragon's roar even before the blade was sharpened. If the blade was sharpened... Zhang Beixing's dark eyes flashed with a gleam, and he opened his mouth subconsciously, amazed in his heart.

What a sword!

Although he was not particularly familiar with swords, he could also feel the extraordinary nature of the sword [Wendao].

If [Wendao] was just an ordinary sword, he could take it to the owner of the shop to get back the money he paid for the sword.

Zhang Beixing looked at the sword carefully, the light in his eyes remained the same, and a smile slowly formed at the corners of his mouth.

He thought, if he could use this sword to develop sword power and sword energy, then with one strike of the sword...

Wouldn’t it be possible to split a crack in the Great Wall!
[The anchor actually got a real sword. I thought he was joking.]

[Good fellow, anchor, if you continue like this, the police will file a complaint with you again. Doghead]

[Just kidding, when the police arrive, the anchor will split the Great Wall with a sword, and that won't be something that can be solved by filing a record. Funny]

Zhang Beixing looked at [Ask] carefully, his love evident in his eyes.

To be honest, after practicing with a wooden sword for a long time, it’s rare to get to hold a real sword. Just thinking about it makes me excited. These are two completely different things.

He did not hesitate, and first held the sword in his hand and performed a few sword moves in a very professional manner.

With the foundation of practicing with wooden sword, it was not difficult for him to practice sword skills. It was just that he had just started using [Asking the Way], so he was indeed a little unskilled.

Of course, he had no plans to sharpen Wendao for the time being.

It’s good now that it’s in an unsharpened state. Even if it slips out of my hand, it can’t cause harm to others, let alone myself.

If my sword skills are really perfected in the future, we can talk about whether to sharpen the blade or not later.

It seems that the first step is to become proficient in [asking the way].

He did it as soon as he thought of it. He held the gun in his hand and took a few steps back. After making sure that the phone and tripod would not be damaged, he began to slowly wave the gun in his hand.

Zhang Beixing was seen holding a sword, waving it faster and faster. His steps were not very agile, but somewhat strange. As his body twisted, his swordsmanship became fancy.

In order to play with the foil and get familiar with the swordplay today, he watched a lot of swordplay videos last night.

He didn't do it for the sake of practicing swordsmanship. He would rather practice sword energy and sword momentum with that time.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Zhang Beixing put down the sword in his hand, breathing lightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

It has to be said that compared to a real sword, a wooden sword is completely different not only in weight, but also in the feeling and feedback when swinging.

What's more, Wen Dao is one of the heavier swords among the real swords.

So, after getting familiar with the show for an hour, Zhang Beixing paused, not only to rest, but also to check out the comments in the live broadcast room.

[Oh, the host is pretty good, it's quite interesting, similar to those swordplay bloggers on the Internet. ]

[Why did the anchor stop? Keep on playing with swords. We love watching! Really. Doghead]

[I suspect you are a fake fan. You actually said that the anchor played with swords. Believe it or not, the anchor followed the network cable and came to you... and continued to play with swords? Funny]

[This is too much. Before, you said that the anchor played with special effects, and now you say that the anchor played with swords. How can you fans be like this? It doesn't seem like you have been saying that the anchor played with special effects, right? Anchor. Dog head]

[Well, objectively speaking, the host has indeed practiced well, but he is still a beginner after all, and has not grasped the essence of those sword techniques, so it looks neither fish nor fowl. However, the host seems to be just playing around. Since it is just for fun, it is amazing to be able to practice to this level. Come on, host.]

[Hurry up and fly with your sword! The sword will open the gate of heaven, and all the immortals from all directions will come to pay homage! ]

[Hurry up and use the special effects, anchor, just do it. 】

"If I could open the gate to heaven with one sword, why would I be talking nonsense with you guys in the live broadcast room?"

Zhang Beixing complained in his heart.

"You keep talking about special effects, special effects. When I can really open the gate to heaven one day, I will definitely use you to sacrifice to the heavens. You are a bunch of fake fans." He joked.

[Oh my god? The anchor actually dared to threaten me? Unfollow, unfollow! ]

[That is, unfollow the anchor immediately to let him know about the harsh punishment from the society. ]

[Brothers, rush into the live broadcast room. If you don’t open the special effects and open the gate of heaven with a sword, we will not give up! ]

[Brothers, where are the unfollowers? ]

【The end will be here! 】

[Okay, back off.]

【? ? ? 】

Zhang Beixing shook his head and laughed. This group of fans really have a way of making things happen.

"Okay, everyone. Next, I'm going to demonstrate a unique skill. It may not work, but I figured it out on my own."

As he spoke, Zhang Beixing asked with his hand in his hand, stepped back a few steps, then stood still and said solemnly: "Everyone, watch carefully, this sword will be very fancy."

……

At the same time, in a temporary studio at the foot of the Fenglan Mountain Great Wall, dozens of staff members in uniform were busy.

The cameras, tracks and lighting equipment on site are all ready.

The director, not far away, was staring at the fight scenes captured by the broadcast-level monitor, frowning and looking strange.

"Ka! Let's take a break first."

With Zhang Laomou's words, the atmosphere on the scene became even more depressing. In order to shoot this short shot, they had been busy for nearly a day.

However, the results of the shooting were never satisfactory to him.

Zhang Laomou stood up and waved to the actor in ancient costume holding a prop sword: "I'm telling you, your action just now is still wrong. You should show the feeling of swordsmanship, understand? It's just like in the paintings I drew. Come, look..."

On the side, the assistant director sighed silently.

He knew that Zhang Laomou would definitely not look for him when he was talking about the play, so he huddled aside, took out his phone and opened the live broadcast software...

He has a special hobby, which is watching live broadcasts in his spare time.

That day, as soon as he opened the live broadcast software, he found that there was a host within 1km nearby, holding a long sword, standing on the Great Wall with a dashing posture.

This is Zhang Beixing’s live broadcast room.

He hesitated for a moment, but still clicked on the live broadcast room and started watching with a hint of curiosity.

Zhang Beixing was seen wearing a long gown, holding a long sword, with his back to the warm sun, and moving his sword with such speed that he looked like a swordsmanship master who was demonstrating his swordsmanship without reservation.

Although in his opinion, the anchor's swordsmanship level was just average, but as someone who often followed director Morris Chang on filming, he still had some understanding of swordsmanship.

However, this anchor's appearance is quite outstanding, even better looking than some celebrities without makeup.

However, appearance is not everything.

Just as he was about to close the live broadcast room, his hand stopped in mid-air.

Zhang Beixing was seen holding the sword in one hand and the other hand behind his back. His sword-holding hand flipped and rotated rapidly, and the sword reflected a dazzling light under the warm sun, drawing a gorgeous arc.

Suddenly, Zhang Beixing loosened his hand holding the sword, and the sword began to spin in the air on its own.

"What the hell? This... seems interesting." He stroked his chin and narrowed his eyes.

Being able to suspend a sword in the air and rotate it with the strength of one hand alone is not something that ordinary people can do. Even many sword masters cannot say that they can do it every time.

This is not over yet. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Beixing stood behind the sword with his hands behind his back. The warm sunlight behind him seemed to be divided into several pieces, which reflected the cold light of the sword, brilliant and dazzling.

Then, he turned around and raised his foot, kicking out along the trajectory of the sword's rotation. The movement was extremely thrilling.

His heart was in his throat. If he didn't kick it well, the consequences would be disastrous.

Are today's anchors so daring in order to attract attention?

However, just as he was frightened, he clearly saw the flash of sword light, and Zhang Beixing's foot had kicked the hilt of the sword. The sword turned faster, as if to cut both the warm sun and the space.

Then, Zhang Beixing pulled his hands out from behind his back, calmly grasped the hilt of the sword, and held the sword in his hand again.

This set of smooth and flowing movements is simply the pinnacle of art. Even masters of swordsmanship find it difficult to perform such movements.

He couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is amazing! This anchor is amazing!"

At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded, and the audience expressed that they were shocked by the host's handsome moves, and some people even began to reward him with gifts.

He also saw rockets flying in the live broadcast room, as if they were free.

He suddenly thought, isn't this the effect the director wanted?

So he turned to look at director Zhang Laomou who was discussing the play with the actors, and an urge surged in his heart to show the video to the director.

He gritted his teeth and interrupted, "Director, would you like to watch this video first?"

Although Zhang Laomou was a little confused, he still took the phone and started watching.

When seeing Zhang Beixing's smooth sword moves and unexpected actions in the video, Zhang Laomou's pupils dilated, his mouth opened involuntarily, his face full of horror and astonishment.

Isn't this the feeling he wants?
He made a decision immediately: "Immediately, find a way to contact this anchor and tell him that if he can successfully reproduce this video, he will be invited to star in the movie. As for the price, let him name whatever he wants, as long as it's not outrageous!"

The assistant raised his head with joy and said with a smile: "Director, I just took a special look at the background of his live broadcast room, as well as the distance of this live broadcast room. It seems...it seems that this anchor is on the Great Wall where we are filming."

When Zhang Laomou heard this, he immediately urged his assistant to find the anchor.

If he could add this video to the movie, this shot would definitely be his most satisfying and proudest work!
At this time, on the Great Wall, Zhang Beixing put away his sword and looked at the audience giving gifts and the barrage of comments covering the entire live broadcast room, and he smiled knowingly.

To be honest, he came up with this move on the spur of the moment without rehearsing it in advance. He relied entirely on his extraordinary five senses and superb precision.

Before doing that action, Zhang Beixing himself was unsure whether he could succeed.

But even if he failed, he was confident that he would not get hurt.

After all, the sword had not been sharpened yet, and he was able to retract his feet in time before he was about to get injured.

"I was just trying it out just now, and I didn't expect it to work in one try." Zhang Beixing said with a smile.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they started to post comments crazily.

"The host is so crazy! He actually said this was just an attempt? That's crazy!"

"The anchor is too modest. This special effect must have taken a lot of effort to create. Dog head"

"Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to research new special effects. I have to say, these special effects are really great. Funny."

"Don't go too far, can't the host record the video in advance and then edit it to make it seamless? Dog head"

"Oh, if that's the case, then the anchor is starting a new business."

"Good work deserves reward!"

"Anchor, come on, do it again, do it again."

Zhang Beixing looked at the barrage of comments from this group of fake fans in the live broadcast room, smiled indifferently, and ignored them.

"I don't know if I can do it again, so I won't perform this today. I'll show you something simple."

After such a long period of live broadcast, Zhang Beixing has also figured out the minds of these viewers.

The more exciting and arousing the images are, the more they cannot be displayed all at once.

Only by whetting their appetite and making full use of their curiosity can we maximize our profits.

If I show it all at once, wouldn’t I have to think about the live broadcast content all over again?
That would be too brain-consuming and would go against his original intention of practicing swordsmanship.

Originally, he practiced swordplay just for the sake of practicing swordplay, not to please the audience.

In future live broadcasts, it’s okay to show it occasionally.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Beixing returned to his original position and continued to play with his flower sword, getting familiar with the sword.

Less than an hour later, Zhang Beixing caught a glimpse of several figures hurrying towards him on the Great Wall road below, and they seemed to be pointing in his direction.

He looked back and around. Apart from himself and those figures, there was no one else on the entire Great Wall.

Could it be that those figures were looking for me? (End of this chapter)