Huayu: The young actress is heavily dependent on me

"Exactly!"

"Although I am not good with words, I have some knowledge of marksmanship and archery."

"How's your skill level?"

"I wouldn't dare say it's superb, but it's definitely not just for show; it's the real deal."

Chen Li said with a sincere and earnest expression,

But before he could finish speaking, Master Liu, the martial arts instructor who had been silent the whole time, sneered.

When he was young, Master Liu was a professional martial arts athlete in the provincial team.

He specializes in long weapons and mounted archery combat routines, and has actually won the bronze medal in the long spear event at the National Wushu Championships.

After retiring from the military, he entered the film and television industry as a martial arts choreographer, and has been responsible for the martial arts design of seven or eight period dramas over the past twenty years.

"Young man, I've seen too many people who are bursting with confidence after only learning one or two moves."

Master Liu smiled and shook his head.

"I can see you're also a student at the Beijing Film Academy. Judging from your performance just now, it was indeed excellent."

"But in martial arts, it's like being in a completely different world. Without a solid foundation from a young age, a period of intensive training is far from enough."

The screenwriter looked a little nervous.

After all, I was quite satisfied with the handsome guy's performance.

As for spear techniques and such, they are completely unimportant; they are merely icing on the cake.

If it really doesn't work, I'll just delete it; it doesn't matter.

But just as she was about to speak up to smooth things over, Chen Li spoke up:

"Master Liu is right, martial arts skills are indeed not acquired overnight."

Chen Li gestured for them to enter and pointed to a pile of weapons and props placed in the corner.

There were several wooden sticks of suitable length there.

"Then why don't you ask Master Liu for some pointers? Let him see how my skills are?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Master Liu's eyes widened, and then he almost laughed out of anger.

Is this a battle against oneself?

Even though I came from a martial arts routine competition background.

But beating an ordinary person with an amateur level of skill, isn't that just an old man playing with a child?

Chen Li showed no fear.

Although the system gave him basic spear techniques, they were real spear techniques that could be used to kill enemies on the battlefield.

The visual appeal may need some guidance and improvement, but its practicality is definitely not a problem.

"Great! Young people have drive! I admire that!"

Master Liu laughed heartily, patted his thigh, and stood up.

"Master Liu, young people are full of vigor, please understand..."

Zhang Lin stretched out her hand somewhat helplessly, feeling a bit of a headache.

If we upset this young man, it will be troublesome if we can't control him.

"Don't worry, it's just normal conversation, I know what I'm doing."

Master Liu waved his hand and picked up two wooden sticks from the corner of the wall.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the wooden stick shot towards Chen Li.

Chen Li simply raised his hand and caught the flying wooden stick steadily.

Master Liu squinted slightly.

He originally wanted to test Chen Li, and if Chen Li couldn't avoid it, he would just suffer a little and learn a lesson.

Surprisingly, this young man reacted quickly and had a steady hand.

That's interesting!

"please!"

"please!"

The two men clasped their fists together, then each took a step back, assuming a fighting stance.

Master Liu no longer held back and stepped forward.

The wooden stick shot out like a spear, a standard mid-range thrust aimed straight at Chen Li's chest and abdomen.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Lin's heart tightened at the sight, and she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Chen Li remained calm and composed. With a flick of his wrist, he used the staff to block the spear tip, steadily deflecting it using the same technique as when blocking a spear.

Seeing this, Master Liu changed his move, turning his stick around and bringing it down with a powerful, heavy strike.

Chen Li immediately raised his stick and struck upwards. The two sticks collided with a muffled thud. He only slightly sank his feet and steadily caught the blow.

The two then exchanged blows, spears and clubs clashing, exchanging several blows in an instant.

Master Liu's marksmanship is championship-level, with rigorous techniques for chopping, sweeping, pointing, and thrusting, and his movements are graceful, combining both aesthetic appeal and power.

Chen Li's marksmanship was completely different, without any unnecessary fancy moves.

The blocking, seizing, and thrusting techniques are concise and powerful, each move aimed at practically defeating the enemy. The stances are stable and the power is penetrating, clearly not just for show.

Back and forth they went, and for a time it was hard to tell who was better.

As Master Liu continued to fight, he became increasingly alarmed. His casual expression gradually faded, replaced by admiration and amazement.

He initially thought the other party only had a superficial understanding.

But after exchanging blows, he discovered that the young man's marksmanship and stance training were in no way inferior to his own.

They even have a better understanding of real combat situations.

What's more, he's so young!

Did they start practicing shooting from the womb?

Master Liu thrust straight at Chen Li's face, a feint intended to test the opponent's defense before changing his attack.

Unexpectedly, Chen Li seized the opportunity to create a weakness.

With his upper body slightly tilted back, seemingly to avoid the upper body, the wooden stick in his hand suddenly sank down, delivering a low sweep straight for Master Liu's lower body.

Mr. Liu instinctively stepped aside to avoid it, his center of gravity shifting slightly.

In that instant, Chen Li flicked the tip of his stick, precisely striking the middle of the wooden stick in his hand.

Master Liu felt a numbness in his wrist as the force was skillfully deflected.

The wooden stick immediately flew out of his hand and landed on the ground with a "thud".

The moment the action stopped, the arena fell silent.

Chen Li put away his stick, stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Master Liu, and spoke in a humble tone:

"Master Liu, you're too kind."

"you......."

Master Liu stared wide-eyed at his empty hands, his face filled with disbelief.

I was careless and didn’t dodge!

"Young man, impressive skill! I'm truly impressed! I'm completely convinced!"

"Please forgive me for my earlier rudeness!"

Master Liu nodded repeatedly in praise, his face full of admiration.

"No, no, it was just luck. I'll need your guidance in the future."

Chen Li breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Fortunately, Master Liu is willing to take the risk.

I thought he was going to say something:

Young people lack martial ethics, saying things like "I'll make myself like a rat's tail"...

"What do you mean by luck? This is real skill!"

Master Liu shook his head and smiled.

"I didn't expect Chen Li to actually have some skills."

The female screenwriter also praised it,

"Your acting skills and talents are excellent, exceeding our expectations."

Zhang Lin was still in shock, but she forced herself to remain calm and said...

"This role is perfect for you. Go back and wait for our notification. We'll contact you then."

"Okay, thank you, director, thank you, teachers."

Chen Li bowed politely and turned to leave.

He had just closed the door when Zhang Lin grabbed Mr. Liu's hand and asked anxiously:

"Old Liu? How did it go? You really didn't let him have it?"

"Of course not! This young man must have been guided by a master, otherwise he wouldn't be so skilled," Master Liu said confidently.

"Is it really that amazing?! That's fantastic!" Zhang Lin exclaimed excitedly.

"In that case, let's give him more screen time and bring out his strengths." Zhang Lin turned to the female screenwriter beside her.

"Quickly, inform the director about this. We'll have a meeting later to discuss how to change it..."

As soon as Chen Li stepped out of the door, he was surrounded by everyone's gaze.

The sound of ping-pong balls coming from inside was quite loud just now; everyone thought something had happened.

"Chen Li, how did it go? Did it go smoothly?"

Seeing Chen Li come out, Jing Tian immediately pulled Dilraba out of the lounge and asked with concern.

"Are you alright? Why was there such a loud noise inside?"

"It's nothing, I just sparred with Master Liu a bit," Chen Li explained with a smile.

"A friendly spar? No, you actually know how?" Jing Tian's mouth dropped open in disbelief.

"No, no, it's just powerful." Chen Li waved his hand.

The onlookers cast mixed glances, some admiring, some surprised, and some envious.

He was able to exchange marksmanship with Coach Liu and still walk out looking relaxed.

Are you sure this is just pure power?

Damn it, that kid really got away with it!