I'm not mentally ill, I'm a master of a thousand faces!

Chapter 90, Unorthodox Kung Fu

A gaze like that of Venetian blinds.

Wu Jinquan could tell at a glance that the other party had too many distracting thoughts.

Even when his son brought chicken soup to visit the set, his son still joked about it.

"You old man, you have such an artistic look in your eyes, like a Venetian blind. You're just trying to say that people have too many distracting thoughts, aren't you?"

"Can't I be a little artsy?"

"Sure, sure, of course! You're the most artistic guy, awesome!"

Wu Jing glanced at his father and smiled.

The exam hadn't even started, and the father was already criticizing everyone else.

"Tell me, why are you treating me to such good food and drinks? Is there some secret you're hiding?"

"Dad, you really like to joke around." At this moment, Wu Jing said with a helpless smile, "I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to Hong Kong."

"Oh"

Wu Jinquan remained silent for a while.

He knew his son wanted to develop his career in Hong Kong, aiming to become a hard-hitting action star.

Currently, only the routes to Hong Kong and Hollywood are viable options.

However, Wu Jing didn't really want to follow the Hollywood route and didn't want to be made fun of by foreigners.

Wu Jinquan felt that his son was indeed worthy of being called his son.

Even their thoughts are so upright.

However, Wu Jinquan said that if he could earn foreign exchange from his works, wouldn't that be a good way to show patriotism?

Coincidentally, Wu Jing felt that making movies in China to earn money from foreigners was fine, but working for foreigners in Hollywood was not.

At this moment, Wu Jing spoke.

"I've contacted a Hong Kong director who said there would be a great opportunity to work with Donnie Yen, but the schedules are just too far apart."

"Fine, whatever you think, you're going to Hong Kong now. Don't worry about us anymore. Just do your thing, I won't miss you."

Hey.

The old man is just stubborn.

Wu Jing understood his father well and said happily.

Do you have QQ?

"QQ?"

"No, it's that big penguin."

The giant penguin is alright.

"These are all novelties for you young people. Just call or text me when the time comes," Wu Jinquan shook his head.

"Alright."

Wu Jing chuckled and said, "Hurry up and finish the assessment. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

At this moment, Wu Jing was waiting on the side for his father to finish assessing the people for the day.

Most of the people who came were students from Shichahai Martial Arts School, since they were the only ones with this need. When they saw Wu Jing, a senior who had made a name for himself in the entertainment industry, they felt particularly admiring.

Wu Jing is my role model for the future.

At this time.

Wu Jing is also happy to be a role model for the students of Shichahai Martial Arts School, after all, he has indeed made his own achievements in this field, both in the entertainment industry and the martial arts world.

At this moment, he also noticed the "Venetian blinds" his father had mentioned.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, but his soul was full of distracting thoughts.

Such a person is unlikely to achieve much in martial arts.

"Let me teach you. The internal energy of my Heavenly Gang Boy Skill can split mountains and shatter rocks, making you invincible against these individuals, as long as you can do it."

"But I've already blew it out, can I still practice?"

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"I'm sorry I touched a nerve."

Then the eunuch from the Eastern Depot disappeared, his mouth filled with vicious curses. He was a normally calm eunuch, but he became quite agitated when he heard about matters of the penis.

Li Yun chuckled, his eyes unwavering. Look how clever those eunuchs from the Western Depot are; they don't bother me anymore. They all know that Li Yun will make personal attacks on their physical defects.

At this moment, Li Yun seemed to have found a way to suppress these personalities without using the system.

Knowing these noisy personalities, one can do nothing but yell at or criticize oneself.

The advantage is in my hands!

I am the one in charge.

of course.

You'd have to encounter someone with a congenital defect like the two fathers-in-law, someone who's easily vulnerable. If you were to encounter someone like "Liu Jianming," he might just do something really nasty to you.

Li Yun also exhibits a strong tendency to bully the weak and fear the strong when dealing with these chaotic personalities.

Without this person's interference, the subsequent martial arts performance could be performed more seriously.

The exam consists of three parts.

Equipment, unarmed, sparring.

at this time.

"Which lineage do you follow? Or which martial arts school did you graduate from?" Wu Jinquan asked at this moment.

This is a routine question.

Li Yun thought for a moment.

It's about passing on one's own legacy.

Murong Fu?

Nie Renwang?

Song Qingshu?

To put it simply...

That's probably what you call unorthodox methods.

"The techniques I learned at other martial arts schools."

"Oh"

Wu Jinquan silently remembered it—a self-taught player.

Of course, Wu Jinquan was not discriminating against unorthodox players.

After all, the saying "there are many masters among the common people" is very popular in the Chinese martial arts circle. Although Wu Jinquan has lived for so long, he has never seen one.

Even a third-level athlete is still an athlete.

Don't underestimate someone who's only at the third-level athlete level.

This is probably what Wu Jinquan is thinking at this moment.

The man in front of me is Mr. Li.

It will probably be very difficult to pass this exam.

Wu Jinquan is extremely demanding.

Even the students of Shichahai Martial Arts School.

There is also a near 60% elimination rate.

Coach Wu is quite strict.

In this exam, the pass rate for those who didn't follow the proper methods was 0%.

In many cases, there are indeed no major problems in terms of equipment and manual skills.

In terms of sparring.

The problems are all quite significant.

"The students at the martial arts school this time are pretty average," Wu Jinquan said to Wu Jing, his words carrying a hint of dissatisfaction. The pass rate was indeed not high.

Wu Jing shrugged and said, "All other pursuits are inferior; only studying is superior. Times have changed. Now everyone is studying. Where are there so many people who are truly willing to put in the effort to hone their skills in martial arts?"

In the past, learning martial arts was cost-effective; now, you can get the same things from martial arts training, but without harming your body.

at this time.

Wu Jinquan lamented that true martial arts skills were dying out.

Wu Jing didn't care.

He would definitely help out if there were ambitious younger colleagues who could mentor him.

But he doesn't force it if it's not available.

after all.

It's much easier to walk on a broad road if only one person is on it.

This is the path for martial arts actors.

He has acting skills and martial arts skills.

It's a bit tough.

But there are also many opportunities.

That's a bit difficult.

At this moment, Wu Jinquan was already quite bored. By the time he got to Li Yun, this unorthodox fellow with a lot of distracting thoughts, Wu Jinquan was almost asleep.

But I still said it as usual.

"Number 0018".

Li Yun, however, began to put on his own show.

The first wave showcases Nie Renwang's swordsmanship.

Nie Renwang's swordsmanship was fierce and unparalleled, as swift as the wind.

A powerful blade, a powerful force.

When this powerful blade was displayed here, it surprised Wu Jinquan somewhat.

Knife skills.

A sword technique I've never seen before.

However, very soon...

When the powerful blade was sheathed back in, and the longsword was drawn, the style of martial arts changed again, becoming graceful and gentle, using softness to overcome hardness.

"this"

Seeing this, Wu Jinquan, who was originally somewhat tired, regained his composure.

I started to perk up.

He stared intently at the astonishment he felt at the "unorthodox" method before him.

Everyone says the test covers three skills, but actually it only tests one.

Kung Fu is divided into fist, foot, sword, and saber techniques, but the methods are all similar and the styles tend to be unified.

A fierce knife, a sharp sword, a swift fist.

But the Li Yun before me was...

A powerful and fierce blade, a graceful and flowing sword, and a fist that can change in countless ways.

miscellaneous.

So complicated!

Someone who studies such a wide variety of subjects.

There will definitely be no great achievements.

Who can be versatile in style while also being proficient in all aspects?

who.

What else can it be?

Li Yun before my eyes.

They showcased three different styles of traditional Chinese martial arts!

"My name is Li Yun, please accept my humble offer."

It was time for sparring.

Wu Jinquan could no longer underestimate the unorthodox methods before him.

This is a true master among ordinary people!

"What are we competing in?"

"Fists and kicks, please."

"OK"

Martial arts skills.

Between masters.

There's really nothing fancy about it.

Although modern martial arts are more performance-oriented, sparring still requires some real skill. Wu Jinquan struck a pose, and Li Yun also struck a pose, just like in a martial arts movie.

It happened in almost three moves...

Wu Jinquan felt that he had performed the "Bajiquan".

It felt like the blow was hitting myself.

Is this a case of using someone else's strength against them?

Wu Jinquan felt an itch on his back and realized that Li Yun's gaze was fixed on his tailbone.

think carefully.

The strategy of using someone else's strength against them.

Li Yun only demonstrated the technique of "using the opponent's force against them" but did not continue the fight, which meant he lost to Wu Jinquan by one move.

However, at this moment, Wu Jinquan was sweating profusely.

If it was borrowed from one's own tailbone

"You're too kind."

At this moment, Li Yun smiled and then took his leave.

Practice.

instrument.

Boxing techniques.

It's all done.

Will I be able to get the certificate next?

It all depends on this judge.

"Why did it take so long?"

Li Yun was the last one. After the test, the father and son were going to have a drink. Wu Jing had gone to Hong Kong and didn't know how many more opportunities he would have to drink with his father. He had to drink his fill tonight.

"Well, the last one seems to be Li Yun, who is also an actor like you. His kung fu is pretty good."

"The one who commented on the unorthodox style of Venetian blinds?" Wu Jing was somewhat surprised that his stubborn father would actually praise someone else's skills. It was like the sun had risen in the west.

At this moment, Wu Jinquan also felt somewhat conflicted.

This is quite contradictory.

"Dad, you didn't get defeated, did you?"

"Actually, he's just alright, nothing special," Wu Jinquan stubbornly insisted. How could he possibly admit defeat in front of his own son?

"Oh, I knew it. How could a kid like you possibly beat you?"

"You said your 'Sha Po Lang' production team needs actors with real skills and real fighting abilities, and at least a level three martial arts certificate," Wu Jinquan paused and said, "That Li Yun from earlier seems to be an actor too. If he comes to take the certification exam, will he compete with you for a role?"

"How could it be such a coincidence? Besides, he said he required a Level 3 athlete, but to fight Donnie Yen, a Level 3 athlete isn't enough. You know, even if that guy with the blinds competed with me, he definitely wouldn't be able to beat me. He can't even beat you." Wu Jing smiled, but didn't seem to care. "He's probably just a junior who wants to make a name for himself in kung fu movies."

You can't beat me

Wu Jinquan hesitated to speak.

Ok.

She still wanted to maintain a shining image in front of her son.

but.

Wu Jinquan, however, had confidence in his son.

He will not lose to anyone.

Martial arts is.

Acting is the same.

(End of this chapter)