Japanese Entertainment: From special effects actor to action superstar

Chapter 304 The Art of Sword Fighting

"Are you ready?"

"Everything is ready."

“Isn’t this too inhumane?”

"This is filming! Actors completely objectify themselves, stripping them of their personalities and transforming them into countless visible pixels in the film. If you want to be a real actor, don't treat yourself as a human. If you treat yourself as a human, you'll never be an actor!"

Each member of the Kurosawa group was given a wooden sword made of white oak, which is cheap but durable and can be mass-produced.

There will be real sword fighting during the training today. According to Kurosawa Akira's instructions, he will ask the kendo consultant to ask Gu Ming to come over for a fight, but in reality, he took the opportunity to have all the staff pick up wooden swords and beat him up.

The casting assistant's name was 'Hiroaki Honda', and he was a little uncomfortable watching it at the moment.

Although I've heard some rumors about this person, it's really too much to be beaten up with wooden swords by the crew.

"Even if it's to create a desolate and absurd scene in the plot, if it goes to this extent, isn't it..."

He shook his head secretly and made no comment.

……

……

Still on the set, after the casting work was completed, there was a long period of training, covering subjects such as horse riding and swordsmanship.

Even though sword fighting isn't a crucial part of the film, it still needed to look like it.

"Aki Furuya!"

Gu Ming looked up and saw a shadow thrown towards him. He subconsciously grabbed it, but it turned out to be a sturdy wooden sword.

The white-haired old man was looking at Gu Ming from a distance.

"Today is real sword training. I am 'Kuse Ryu', the 'method' of this video."

Gu Ming responded.

Practice, this is another special word, which is similar to guidance, but with greater power, basically equivalent to the corresponding consultant.

This person's responsibility is to restore the etiquette, behavior, sword fighting skills, etc. of various martial arts families as much as possible.

That’s why it’s called “Wu family ritual”.

You can tell at first glance that this old man is not young, and in fact he is indeed not young. He was born in 1908 and is now over years old.

During the 1930s and 1940s, he spent a lot of time filming in Japan and had no experience of traveling abroad.

Gu Ming touched the wooden sword and found it felt quite thick.

If this hits a person, a red mark is inevitable.

When they arrived at the scene, Gu Ming took a look and saw that everyone had a wooden sword in their hands, and it looked quite neat.

"Come, attack me." Jiuze Long called out, asking Gu Ming to attack first.

Gu Ming nodded, but he didn't use any strength. He just raised the wooden sword and chopped it off, as if he was greeting someone.

"Haven't you eaten yet? Push harder!"

'Harder!'

“Harder!”

Gu Ming put away the wooden sword.

"You're already that old, and I don't want to hurt anyone."

Jiuzelong instantly leaned back, his old face flushed red, and then he was furious: "You bastard, who do you think I am! Use force!"

After he finished speaking, he let out a shouting sound, roared, and slashed towards Gu Ming.

Gu Ming sighed.

There is no other way, so just try harder.

He gripped the wooden sword with both hands and swung it backhanded.

Jiuze Longben had already exerted all his strength, and with his many years of experience, he was almost certain to succeed.

But the next moment, Jiuzelong still felt his hand lighten, and most of the force was relieved.

When he looked down again, the wooden sword had already flown far away and was stuck diagonally in the wall.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or intentional, but Kurosawa Akira was sitting outside the scene, with the wooden sword stuck in the backdrop behind him, only a few centimeters away from him.

But under those sunglasses, there was still no sign of any expression.

"I don't want to either."

Just as Gu Ming finished saying this, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind. Gu Ming subconsciously blocked it, but more wooden swords came chopping down, bypassing the knife in his hand and hitting his torso, causing a burning pain.

Without even looking, Gu Ming knew that there must be several red marks under the clothes.

"I say...this is too much!"

I can't bear it anymore.

I really can’t stand it anymore, so I punched the crew to pieces!

His shoulders slumped slightly as Gu Ming gripped the wooden swords before him and applied a bit of strength. A few crisp, audible clicks were heard.

He snatched the wooden sword and bent it into several twisted shapes. The wooden spikes at the end burst out and it could no longer be used.

"Wow……"

A familiar employee lowered his head and looked at his hands.

The wooden sword was forcibly taken away, rubbing the skin on my palms and causing them to hurt badly.

When he looked up again, Gu Ming had disappeared from the other side. After a few steps, he was already in front of Kurosawa Akira.

"tread!"

With a loud shout, the wooden sword went straight for Kurosawa's head.

No matter who it is, almost everyone can imagine the consequences of this blow.

"no!"

"Can't!"

'Don't……'

The knife never fell after all.

Kurosawa raised his head and looked at the wooden sword that was only an inch away from his skull.

Behind the sunglasses, his face is still as calm as a still pond.

The wind was blowing.

The wooden sword broke with a sound, and the broken end was neatly cut off from the handle, leaving only the handle in Gu Ming's hand.

"Ah……"

Gu Ming shook his head and dropped the hilt of the knife.

"I don't care what you're doing. I have my own business. You wanted me to be your assistant, so I'm here. If you're not satisfied, I can leave. Why bother with all this?"

Gu Ming didn't wait for Kurosawa to give any answer, or rather, he didn't actually give any answer.

Gu Ming just turned around and left the set alone.

Everyone remained silent, looking at the desolate figure.

"gentlemen."

Assistant Honda Hiroaki stepped forward and whispered, "Really, it's almost done."

Kurosawa didn't say anything, but just stood up and walked alone to the temporary lounge.

Everyone could only sigh.

Jiuze Long walked over, picked up the wooden sword on the ground, looked at the broken end, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although it is a wooden sword, it is also carefully crafted. The fact that it can break here shows how much terrible stress it has been under.

In other words, if he hadn't stopped just now, he could have really blown Kurosawa's head off with one blow.

Since the other party was able to stop, Jiu Shilong felt even more terrified.

What kind of control is needed to be able to restrain the force in time when such a terrifying force is released? At that moment, the human body must be under the same stress, and the muscles and bones in the body must be like steel bars that can withstand tons of force in an instant!
"I think we should really persuade the gentleman to stop! I don't want to be the next one to get his head blown off!"

……

……

Taking off his sunglasses and alone, Kurosawa's expression finally showed some emotion.

So fucking scary!

Katsu Shintaro would not hit anyone, and Katsu Shintaro is not capable of doing such a thing.

"call……"

Kurosawa let out a long breath, and his body felt a little weak for a moment.

However, the effect was not enough. If it was only this level, he would not be able to become the Takeda Shingen he wanted in his mind, and at best he could only be Nobuyoshi.

But judging from the current situation.

Not to mention integrity, I'm afraid even the person won't be found.

In the room, there was a crackling sound, which made Kurosawa Akira look up suddenly and look in the direction of the sound.

Is there a second person in this room?
Sure enough, there was a second person.

The youngest boy, Koji Yano, was hiding in a corner, stealing biscuits.

He doesn't need any kendo training at his age.

At this moment, facing Kurosawa's eyes, Koji Yano's expression was confused and dull.

I.

I just ate a cookie, that's not illegal, right?
However, why does this old guy have that expression? It seems like he is so scared that he can't speak.

(End of this chapter)