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Chapter 282 How about we go all out?
On the screen.

A blood moon hung in the sky, and a beast tide pressed in like dark clouds.

In the scene, Guan Yu's martial spirit suddenly leaps up, and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade draws a crimson arc of light in the dark night. The moment the blade strikes down, the flames condense into the phantom of the Red Hare warhorse, whose iron hooves shatter the earth. Wherever it passes, the beasts howl and scatter, turning into ashes.

Zhao Zilong's martial spirit surged forward in sync, his Dragon Gallant Silver Spear stirring up a thunderous storm across the heavens.

As the spear tip touched the ground, countless electric snakes tore through the soil and intertwined to form a net, pinning the roaring crocodile beasts to the lightning cage.

Before the charred beast carcass could even fall, the silver spear had already unleashed a second thunderous storm…

The two stood back to back amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the earth beneath their feet cracking with lava-like fissures.

As the hum of the halberd echoed from the depths of the dark clouds, Guan Yu slammed his sword hilt heavily on the ground. The sparks that flew up collided with the lightning at the tip of Zhao Yun's spear, exploding into a ring of red and blue interwoven energy ripples...

That's the combined attack, [Dragon Soul Flame Thunder Strike]!
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Chen Anhua sat in the noisy screening room, surrounded by the screams of children, but he frowned slightly.

While the combined martial spirit technique of Guan Yu and Zhao Zilong on screen was dazzling, and the special effects of flames and thunder were indeed eye-catching, upon closer inspection, he felt a slight disappointment.

While these transformation scenes, driven by shouting and passion, can instantly ignite the audience's emotions, they lack a deeper spiritual core...

It uses the same clichéd plot as some Japanese tokusatsu films.

In his view, the essence of film lies in conveying thoughts and emotions through cinematic language, rather than simply relying on visual stimulation and slogan-like shouting.

Of course, this is, after all, a movie for children, not some kind of blockbuster...

He silently shook his head; no matter how dazzling the special effects were, they were ultimately just superficial.

This kind of plot, driven by simple slogans like "the martial spirit never dies" and "believe in the light," may excite children, but it's difficult to resonate with adult viewers...

Upon closer examination and reflection, the character development in this film feels superficial, and the emotional shifts are somewhat forced, as if they exist solely to serve the exciting action sequences.

He couldn't help but reminisce about the delicate character portrayals and philosophical narratives in his own works. In comparison, "Wu Hun 3" felt more like a meticulously designed visual extravaganza than true cinematic art...

Presumably, after the two of them clear out the mobs, they'll then fight Lu Bu's spirit...

Then, amidst waves of excitement and screams, they awkwardly shout a few slogans, then suddenly explode with energy, and then the movie ends...

However, it's understandable. After all, it's just a movie for children. Kids are attracted by the dazzling special effects, that's all that matters...

At that moment, he felt somewhat bored. He then stood up, lowered his head, adjusted his hat, and prepared to walk towards the screening room.

It's too noisy here!
Just as Chen Anhua was about to leave the screening room, a deafening metallic clanging sound suddenly came from the screen...

He subconsciously looked up at the screen.

At this very moment, on the screen, under the blood moon, the Heavenly Halberd swept across, and Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade shattered in response, the shattered fragments streaking across the screen like meteors.

Before the thunderstorm condensing at the tip of Zhao Zilong's spear could take shape, the halberd blade had already pierced through his breastplate, and the core of his martial spirit exploded amidst Lu Bu's sinister laughter.

The two martial spirit warriors were blasted hundreds of meters away like rag dolls, crashing through three broken walls before finally coming to a stop. In the dust, only two shattered suits of armor remained, twitching slightly.

This was not the evenly matched contest as expected, but a complete and utter crushing defeat...

Chen Anhua stood frozen in place, his gaze fixed on the demonic figure on the screen.

Lu Bu didn't even move an inch; the mere aftershock of his halberd swing caused the earth to collapse, creating a giant crater a hundred meters in diameter.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Lü Bu slowly walked through the void, his scarlet cloak fluttering in the gale.

He looked down at the two of them with disdain, a cold, metallic sneer emanating from beneath his mask: "Just a pair of pathetic worms relying on their martial spirit power."

The halberd tip pried open Zhao Yun's tattered armor, and the cracking sound of bones breaking echoed in the darkness: "Even the most basic spear stance is riddled with flaws."

The Dragon Gallant Silver Spear sizzled as it was corroded by the black energy. Lu Bu stepped on Zhao Yun's wrist as he tried to grab the spear: "Your so-called martial spirit is nothing more than a wooden stick that children play with!"

Suddenly he swung his halberd at the necks of the two men, but stopped just inches away.

Beneath the blood moon, the trembling halberd reflected two stubborn faces...

Guan Yu gripped the broken hilt of his sword tightly, while Zhao Yun's trembling fingers still tried to form a lightning seal...

“Interesting…” Lu Bu’s voice suddenly became tinged with excitement, and his halberd erupted with towering black flames: “Then let me see how long this worm can struggle!”

Under the blood moon, Guan Yu and Zhao Zilong stared intently at Lü Bu in the darkness. At that moment, the shattered core of their martial spirit burst forth with its last glimmer of light.

The Azure Dragon Blade and the Silver Spear crossed into a cross, and red and blue energy spiraled upwards. "Martial Soul Fusion Skill - Dragon Soul Flame Thunder Strike!" With a roar, the two transformed into meteors and crashed into the dark Lu Bu.

However, the Fangtian Halberd tore through the energy storm, and its black and red halberd light shattered the armor with overwhelming force.

As the camera slows down, the armor shatters like glass, revealing a human body covered in wounds as it falls from the sky and crashes heavily into the scorched earth.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, only two trembling figures remained, along with Lu Bu's cold laugh in the distance: "Ants are still ants."

Just at this time……

In the darkness, the crimson blood moon was suddenly torn apart by a dark purple light.

As the void twisted, a pair of colossal hands, blotting out the sky, emerged from the abyss, each palm line flowing with ancient runes like lava.

The voice, like thunder accumulated over millennia, roared: "Fengxian, kill them! Destroy everything!"

"Noisy!"

On the screen, the halberd suddenly burst forth with a blinding black light, and Lü Bu swung it backhand, slashing into the void.

The trajectory of the halberd blade tore open a spatial rift, severing the figure in two.

The aftershocks shook the entire battlefield violently, instantly turning the surging beast tide in the distance into a bloody mist, with bits of flesh and bone raining down like a storm. Amidst the dust and smoke, Lu Bu's black iron boots crushed the last piece of beast bone.

A disdainful snort came from beneath the visor: "Why should I need others to tell me what to do?" He suddenly turned to look at the two dying men: "But you—" A burst of excited blood light suddenly erupted from the gaps in the armor, "This faint fighting spirit can actually awaken a martial soul that has been dormant for thousands of years!"

The camera shifts slightly, and then, memories of the underwater world come flooding back.

In the scene, in the dark abyss, the statue bound by chains senses the martial spirit fluctuations coming from the land.

The moment the seal shattered, the halberd shattered the millennia-old ice, and Lu Bu's maniacal laughter startled the fish in the entire sea.

The camera then switches back to the original scene.

Lu Bu stood atop the ruins, his halberd pointing diagonally at the sky, his scarlet cloak rustling in the bloody wind.

He looked down at the two tiny figures who staggered to their feet, and a cold, metallic sneer came from beneath his mask: "Childlike marksmanship, crude swordsmanship like puppets... Is this what you call a martial spirit?"

"I'll give you four months. If you're still this incompetent..." He suddenly swung his halberd, splitting a hundred meters of scorched earth, the shockwave knocking the two men to the ground: "Then let this world be buried with your incompetence!"

Under the blood moon, Lü Bu suddenly swung his halberd, and the black and red energy bursting from the blade swept across the battlefield like a hurricane, instantly blasting the surging beast tide into dust.

He thrust his halberd into the scorched earth with a backhand motion. As the halberd trembled, a scarlet light curtain spread out, enveloping the entire ruins: "Anyone who trespasses within April will die!"

A furious roar suddenly echoed from the darkness: "How dare you disobey my orders!"

The void split open a gigantic maw, revealing demonic claws bound with chains.

Lu Bu let out a wild laugh, and his halberd tore through space as it cleaved towards the abyss: "Enough with the noise!"

The moment the halberd's edge severed the chains, the being recoiled in pain, leaving only the echo of its anger reverberating in the crack.

Lu Bu's boots crushed the last piece of animal bone, and his eyes, hidden beneath his black iron mask, gleamed like blood: "Why should ants interfere in my affairs!"

Then, darkness engulfed us...

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10:15.

At the premiere of "Dekker's Ultraman".

Zhou Yang silently finished reading the plot of "Dekker Ultraman".

The plot isn't complicated. It's roughly set in the near future, where the Earth Defense Force's "Nova Team" is investigating a mysterious meteorite when they encounter an attack from the cosmic monster, "Gira the Lava Giant." In a critical moment, team member Tsubasa is chosen by the light within the meteorite and transforms into the giant of light, "Decker Ultraman." However, despite his immense power during his first transformation, Decker struggles due to his lack of combat experience.

Ultimately, with the remote support of his teammates, he mastered the "Light Energy Pulse" and defeated the monster with his ultimate move, the "Dark Beam".

However, the message left behind in the meteorite reveals that Kira was merely the vanguard, and a darker cosmic force is approaching...

Clearly, this is setting the stage for the second installment of "Dekultman".

As the screen flickered between light and dark, Zhou Yang calmly watched the final scene of "Dekker Ultraman," then pulled up his mask and silently stood up.

how to say?

As an adult, this movie didn't offer the expected wow factor or any unexpected surprises. This standardized tokusatsu film felt like an industrial product from an assembly line, with its formulaic battles between giants of light and monsters, the exciting scenes of teammates cheering them on, and the dazzling final attack—everything precisely followed the rhythm of a commercial template.

However, these movies were very appealing to children, and the theater was filled with their screams.

When Deckard's color timer started flashing on the screen, the entire audience's childish shouts of "Use the ultimate move!" almost lifted the roof off...

They held toy flashlights and imitated the movements of the Deckard beam, some even excitedly stepping on their seats and waving their fists.

This fervor reminded Zhou Yang of the scene at the premiere of the "Martial Soul" series...

What they crave is not innovation, but rather a meticulously designed, predictable fantasy of heroism.

For many movies, what audiences want is not artistic innovation, but rather a canned dose of pleasure that stimulates dopamine release.

Just like the Decker Beam in "Decker Ultraman" that always lights up on time, even knowing what will happen next, children will still cheer for this light pollution that has been repeated hundreds of times.

Looking at these audience members...

Especially when he heard two little boys arguing heatedly not far away about "who is stronger, Dai Ke or Zhao Zilong"...

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Zhou Yang's lips.

He took out his phone...

Followed by.

"Car guide?"

"Mr. Zhou?"

"How about... we make a movie set in a parallel universe called 'Ultraman vs. Zhao Zilong'? I remember you just took on a disciple, right? Perfect, let him practice on this kind of project?"

"what?"

"The plot is simple: either the two sides suddenly cooperate to save the world while fighting, or we suddenly win. We show young audiences what they want to see..."

"That's no problem, but the copyright..."

"What do you mean by copyright... parallel universe? Your world is 'Dekker Ultraman,' but in a parallel universe, how about a 'Dekker Ultraman' movie?"

"This……"

(End of this chapter)