He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"And me! I also want to see the host walk on the waves! I also want to see the host fly over eaves and walls, ascend to heaven in one step, and soar on the spot!"

"I second the proposal!"

"+1!"

"Let's get started! I can't wait! The melon seeds and drinks are ready! The anchor, please start!"

"That's right! Host, stop wasting time! Let's get started! We're all waiting!"

Zhang Beixing looked at the comments in the live broadcast room, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He knows that these viewers come to watch his live broadcasts and check in every day to watch his practice videos, all to see him master these unique skills and be shocked.

There will never be another anchor like him in the entire live broadcast industry.

Therefore, he had reason to believe that he was unique. These curious audiences naturally did not want to miss any shocking moments, and they all wanted to see him master his unique skills as soon as possible. So Zhang Beixing did not delay any more and decisively said to the audience: "Okay, everyone, let's not waste any more time and start today's practice right away."

During the conversation, Zhang Beixing slowly retreated to the beach. He took several deep breaths, trying to calm the subtle restlessness in his heart.

The roar of the waves, the cry of seagulls, and the faint roar of vehicles in the distance, all these sounds came into his ears at once, unexpectedly bringing a sense of tranquility to his mind.

After a while, after simple adjustments, Zhang Beixing's mood gradually calmed down.

He opened his eyes and stared firmly at the tranquil sea ahead.

Then he took off his shoes and socks, put them gently aside, and took two cautious steps forward.

The cold sea water flowed over the soles of his feet, sometimes staying and sometimes flowing away, bringing a strange touch.

After taking a few deep breaths again, Zhang Beixing took a few steps back. After estimating that the distance was right, he took a deep breath, waved his arms, and his leg muscles instantly tensed up.

Then, he suddenly exerted force with his hind legs, leaving deep footprints on the beach, and rushed forward like a cannonball.

He stepped on the beach and ran towards the waves firmly. However, at the moment when the waves came, his feet also stepped on the sea surface, followed by a "splash".

Zhang Beixing fell heavily into the sea, was submerged by the waves, and his whole body was soaked in sea water.

He supported himself on the sea-soaked beach with his hands, feeling the muddy sand and the salty taste of the sea water. He struggled to stand up and smiled helplessly.

Obviously, this attempt failed.

But in any case, this attempt was not entirely fruitless. With the help of power, riding the waves seemed to be easier, or at least it helped with practice.

The moment Zhang Beixing's feet touched the water, he clearly felt as if his feet were standing on the sea level, almost parallel to the sea surface. He did not step on empty space, nor was he weightless, but was truly standing on the sea level.

This shows that his attempt was helpful, but due to insufficient practice, he has not yet grasped the essence of it, nor has he truly acquired this power. To be more precise, he has only grasped the superficial aspects of Qinggong and has not yet truly learned it.

This was natural and what Zhang Beixing expected. He was neither surprised nor discouraged, because it was the same every time he tried.

When did he not learn from countless failures and eventually succeed? When did he succeed easily? It doesn't matter, just keep trying.

Thinking of this, Zhang Beixing stood up regardless of the wet clothes and mud on his body, and quickly stepped back until his feet stepped on the dry and soft sand.

Then he resumed his previous posture and rushed towards the sea again.

……

As the sun sets, it hangs on the distant sea level, as if it is lingering on everything in this world and is reluctant to leave.

Zhang Beixing stood quietly on the beach, letting the afterglow of the setting sun dry his clothes. Finally, he let out a long breath, as if to dispel all the fatigue and exhaustion of the day.

Without a doubt, today was a day of failure, and a day he had never succeeded in. He could no longer remember how many times he had rushed to the sea, nor how many times he had fallen into the sea.

He even forgot how many mouthfuls of sea water he had drunk.

But practice is always painful, let alone a completely new way of practice.

He turned around silently, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looked at the tripod not far away, and smiled.

"Everyone, today's live broadcast time is up again, I have to say goodbye to everyone. As you can see, I had many close encounters with the sea today, and my clothes got wet countless times. I don't know if you like my practice method, I like it very much, because it is really interesting."

As soon as the words fell, comments flooded into the live broadcast room.

[Hello everyone, from today on I will change my name to Dahai. ]

[Oops, one step too slow! ]

[Anyway, I also like the host's practice method today. Watching the host repeatedly throw himself into the sea, repeatedly fall into the sea, and repeatedly stand up is really inspiring. ]

[Of course, the anchor is the perseverance brother in the live broadcast industry! With such perseverance, what kind of unique skills can't he master? Of course, he also has a strong talent. Without talent, he can't master it. ]

[But having said that, the host's practice method today is still a bit dangerous. He choked on water many times, and his clothes got wet so many times that the cold air entered his body. The host must take a good shower when he goes back, and keep warm, so as not to catch a cold. ]

[Yes, if the anchor catches a cold, he won't be able to bring us a good live broadcast. Please take care of yourself~] Looking at the comments in the live broadcast room that cheered him up, made jokes, and regarded him as an inspirational role model and an object of admiration, Zhang Beixing smiled sincerely.

At first, he practiced his unique skills purely out of interest, but as time went by, especially when he was practicing Qinggong, it was these audiences who silently supported him behind the scenes, making him firmly believe that he would be able to succeed.

It's not that Zhang Beixing has never been discouraged, nor has he always maintained his confidence. After countless failures, he also doubted whether his practice method was correct and whether there was a problem.

I even thought about whether I should change my practice method or practice a different unique skill.

Because he possesses extraordinary talents, this talent makes him feel that the burden on his shoulders is heavy, as if he has to shoulder an extraordinary destiny and mission.

Under such circumstances, it was difficult for him to stay focused and to always believe in himself.

Fortunately, whenever he was confused or doubting himself, he would smile knowingly when he saw the silly comments, comments that believed he could succeed, and comments that cheered him on in the live broadcast room.

He felt that his efforts were being witnessed, that everything he did was not in vain, and that someone was always paying attention to him. He also felt loved by the public because of this.

It is thanks to these people that Zhang Beixing has come this far. It is also with the support of these audiences that he can continue to practice his unique skills as he pleases and without worries.

After all, without these bread and butter parents who gave him gifts and created popularity for him, he would have a hard time even getting food, let alone practicing unique skills.
Thinking of this, Zhang Beixing looked at the comments in the live broadcast room, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Okay, everyone, thank you from the bottom of my heart for watching today's live broadcast, and thank you for coming to the live broadcast room to check in every day. Without further ado, today's live broadcast ends here, and we'll see you tomorrow."

After saying that, Zhang Beixing closed the live broadcast room and instantly breathed a sigh of relief. The confusion in his eyes disappeared instantly, and the heavy stone hanging in his heart finally fell.

The confusion in my heart disappeared at this moment, as if I had broken away from him and would never appear again.

He turned around and looked at the setting sun, the horizon where the sea level and the sky met in the distance, the calm sea surface, and the seagulls flying freely.

Everything was so quiet and peaceful, just like how calm and fulfilled he felt inside at the moment.

Only when you focus on one thing without distractions can you master the skill.

At this moment, this thought suddenly flashed through Zhang Beixing's mind. He could not help but be stunned for a moment, and also stood still, like a statue that had not moved for a long time.

To be honest, when he first started practicing flying needles and swordsmanship, he had already realized something: only when the mind is as calm as water can one enter the realm of inner perception and mobilize the power in the body.

At that time, all he wanted was to master peerless martial arts, take his cultivation to a higher level, and become a unique warrior at that time.

However, since he started practicing Qinggong, challenges and failures followed him one after another. This made him feel confused and helpless, and even began to breed a sense of satisfaction. After all, he has become the top strong man in the world, and his flying needle and sword skills have reached the peak. Looking around the world, almost no one can defeat him. Unless large weapons are used, no one can hurt him at all.

But Zhang Beixing did not stop there. He still wanted to master Qinggong, and even hoped that his flying needle and sword skills could go one step further, surpassing the peak and reaching a height that no one could reach. It was this belief that supported him to where he is today. However, as time passed, this belief gradually faded. This is human nature and a necessary stage.

No one can stay passionate forever, and no one can maintain their love for something for a long time. This is unrealistic.

However, the moment this thought flashed through his mind, all the problems were solved. In Zhang Beixing's view, all the troubles were no longer a problem.

He felt that he had finally understood the key skills in practicing the secret technique: do not have any expectations, do not think about success, and do not even care about every failure or success. He does not regard success as the end of a stage, nor does he regard failure as a stepping stone to success.

He no longer thought about what the Qinggong skill would bring him, nor did he think about what he would do after mastering it. He only had one thought: I just want to practice Qinggong, regardless of success or failure, regardless of whether I could eventually walk on the waves, fly over eaves and walls, or even ascend to heaven in one step.

He only practiced Qinggong because of his passion, obsession, and inner thoughts. That was all. He only needed to maintain this passion, and that was enough.

Thinking of this, Zhang Beixing smiled, his eyes sparkling with a clear light. He looked up at the setting sun that seemed so close yet so far away, his heart filled with genuine joy.

At the same time, in Sakura Country, Ogawa Kucha was sitting in his office, reviewing the document calmly. After reading it, he picked up a pen and signed his name, then handed the document to the assistant standing outside the desk and ordered seriously: "Give this document to General Nagaita immediately, tell him to prepare the fleet as soon as possible, and send some troops to investigate first. If you find any situation, report it to me immediately, and don't be careless."

Assistant Ichiro Matsui took the document solemnly and nodded in agreement: "Please rest assured, leader, I will convey your words to General Nagaita truthfully." After that, he turned and walked out of the office, carefully closing the door.

Xiaochuan Kucha stood up, walked to the window, put his hands in his pockets, and stared at the scenery outside the window quietly. His thoughts came and went, and various ideas emerged one after another.

Since Ichiro Miyamoto gave him the task of the next military exercise, he has been making plans, holding meetings, and carefully pondering the Prime Minister's intentions in the past few days. On the surface, it seems that the Prime Minister wants to gain partial control or possession of the archipelago through this mission.

The archipelago has been controversial since ancient times, and the Sakura Kingdom has always wanted to take it for itself. After all, there are rich resources there, and there are even things that can bring huge benefits to the Sakura Kingdom. The Prime Minister has long been eyeing that area.

However, due to international public opinion and pressure from Kyushu, they have not been able to achieve their wish and have not been able to truly designate that area as their own territory.

Now, the opportunity has finally come. They can use the military exercise as an excuse to explore Kyushu's bottom line in this regard and find out an effective combat plan to quickly take over that area.

The only thing missing at the moment was a suitable reason, a reason that would allow them to officially start the military exercise. Otherwise, rash actions would inevitably arouse Kyushu's vigilance and preparedness, which he did not want to see.

Because once Jiuzhou prepares in advance, the success rate of their plan will be greatly reduced, and even the ultimate goal will be affected. More importantly, he must rely on this mission to turn things around and regain the trust of the Prime Minister.

Therefore, he must ensure that this mission can only succeed and cannot fail. Because if he fails, he will never be valued by the Prime Minister again, and his career will end. But he is not willing to stop here. He longs to reach a higher position, control greater power, and become a real high-level official in Sakura Country.

Therefore, he would never give up easily and had to come up with a perfect plan to make the reasons for this military exercise sufficient and reasonable.

At this moment, the phone on the desk suddenly rang. Xiaochuan Kucha turned around with a look of surprise and confusion on his face. He didn't know who would call him at this time.

He walked to the desk and answered the phone after hesitating for a moment: "I'm Xiaochuan Kucha."

A respectful and rough voice came from the phone: (End of this chapter)