I've become Superman, and now you're talking about the resurgence of spiritual energy?

"I studied computer science, but I've also learned Bajiquan and Wing Chun," Jiang Jingyun truthfully replied. "I'm not bad at it."

"Pfft, you're a martial arts enthusiast, aren't you?" The young man who graduated from Lanxiang Technical School couldn't help but laugh.

"Short videos are suitable for enthusiasts, but forget about making professional videos."

The first young man with a buzz cut who came over to ask Jiang Jingyun pointed at the middle-aged man in his forties and said, "He is the former Sanda King champion, you know the professional league, a world-class professional competition, not those sports events."

"Old Wang is very capable; he'll definitely get a spot this time," another person chimed in.

"That's too kind of you. I'm too old for that. I'm not going to dwell on my past glories. It's just that making videos isn't a competition. I think maybe I can give it a try."

The middle-aged man spoke modestly, but it was clear from his expression that he was somewhat arrogant. In terms of strength and experience alone, no one here could rival him, as everyone else present knew.

"Old Wang, you're being modest. You're the champion of the Sanda King Championship," someone said.

"That's right."

Many people echoed this sentiment.

"Anyway, Lao Wang has one spot, so we'll compete for the remaining one."

As the crew-cut youth spoke, he pointed to two other people, including the youth who had graduated from Lanxiang Vocational School.

"They are all Sanda masters, all graduated with a Sanda major, and have been practicing since junior high school."

Pointing to a few other people, he said, "They are stuntmen and martial arts actors; they all practice martial arts."

"I'm also a stuntman, and I've played many martial arts roles."

The crew-cut youth pointed to himself; although he was just an extra, he was still considered a martial arts character.

He continued, "You've learned Bajiquan and Wing Chun, so you can do some live streaming and make videos, but that might not work. We need real fighting skills; you can't handle it without some basic training."

"So what are you doing here, an enthusiast, getting involved in this mess?"

Most of the others laughed, and a few even shook their heads, no longer paying attention to Jiang Jingyun. They thought that Jiang Jingyun was just ignorant and arrogant, coming here to try his luck.

It's not too surprising that some enthusiasts or fans would do something outrageous.

Jiang Jingyun didn't say much. He sat down quietly, took out his phone, and started watching videos under the Wenxin Nvxia account. He needed to continue his research.

A moment later, three people entered from outside.

Leading the way was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a loose T-shirt, casual pants, and hiking boots, with a large belly and a slightly overweight appearance.

He is Uncle Wen, President Su, who knows a bit of Xingyi Quan, Hong Quan and Tai Chi.

But Jiang Jingyun is no longer the same person he used to be.

After watching the videos, he realized that President Su only had a superficial understanding of these martial arts techniques, and he guessed that the videos had been digitally altered.

The two people following them, a man and a woman, were both quite young, dressed casually in a very professional manner, and each of them was carrying a tablet.

"Hello, teachers."

The female employee said politely to the people inside, "I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting. Our Chairman Su has something to attend to and hasn't arrived yet. He's been busy making contacts, so the first round has been delayed until now."

"Yes, Mr. Su is here. Hello, Mr. Su. It's okay to wait a bit, since this is the only interview today anyway."

Everyone in the studio turned around and immediately recognized the middle-aged man. Those who were sitting stood up, greeted him, and then walked over.

Jiang Jingyun also stood up, walked over, and introduced himself:

"Hello, Mr. Su. My name is Jiang Jingyun. I am a recent graduate from Jiangnan University of Science and Technology. I have studied Wing Chun and Bajiquan and have a decent foundation. I am proficient not only in boxing routines but also in actual combat."

Jiang Jingyun didn't stand on ceremony and praised him as much as he could.

Besides, he wasn't bragging.

"Having learned that you're launching a combat series and need to recruit a few people with martial arts skills, we're holding this martial arts combat interview today."

"So I'd like to volunteer myself and hope to participate in this interview."

After saying so much, Jiang Jingyun finally revealed his purpose.

"Oh, a recent graduate from Jiangnan University of Science and Technology?" Su Longwen, also known as President Su, looked Jiang Jingyun up and down a few times, and suddenly seemed a little confused.

Isn't this just an ordinary college graduate? Instead of applying for other positions, he actually applied for this job that requires martial arts combat skills.

And how did he get in?

He had no idea that Jiang Jingyun had originally come to apply for a video editing job, but had come here on short notice.

At that moment, Su Longwen suddenly felt that this young man had wandered onto the wrong set.

"Well, this position might not be directly related to your major. It requires strong practical skills. Have you ever watched any combat sports competitions?"

It was the same female employee. She glanced at Su Longwen, saw that he was frowning and didn't speak immediately, and immediately understood.

"Do you know about the Sanda King Championship, ONE Championship, UFC, etc."

The female employee continued, "Our requirement is that these matches be intense, but they can incorporate traditional martial arts moves or other fighting techniques; they need to be highly competitive."

"Knowing the routines and moves of Wing Chun and Bajiquan is not very useful. What we need are professional fighting experts, not enthusiasts."

The male employee chimed in with a comment.

They had no doubt that Jiang Jingyun was trained; otherwise, he wouldn't dare stand there. He had basic self-awareness.

However, human cognition is sometimes limited.

They felt that even if they performed Wing Chun or Bajiquan for Jiang Jingyun, it wouldn't make much of a difference. They figured that if people who knew those martial arts went to the lakeside park, they might be able to find a few.

But it didn't work.

If these enthusiasts were to engage in high-intensity combat, their elegant opening moves might quickly degenerate into a brawl between country bumpkins.

There are no real techniques; you can only use them accurately during regular training. But when it comes to a real fight, everything falls apart, and you forget all the techniques.

The video was so bad it was unwatchable.

They are not the kind of talent they need.

"It's a perfect match for my major; my strength lies in practical experience."

Jiang Jingyun smiled slightly and pointed to the people nearby, "I don't have an advantage in real combat either, after all, I can't compare to those actors."

That's what I meant.

Several other people who had come from the neighborhood for the interview were taken aback, as if they had relied on their acting experience as an advantage.

"Then let me give you a performance in advance."

Su Longwen didn't say much more. He waved his hand and said to the other interviewees, "Who of you will fight him first?"

This interview was originally a draw where two people competed against each other; they were only looking at each person's performance on the spot.

Seeing how persistent Jiang Jingyun was, Su Longwen just wanted to give him a fight, let him get a few punches, and then send him away quickly.

"I'll do it."

The interviewees looked at each other, and the middle-aged man in his forties immediately stepped forward. They understood Su Longwen's intentions right away.

In terms of real combat, this retired former Sanda King Championship winner is the strongest. He can not only better control the force of his attacks, avoiding injuries that require hospitalization, but also send Jiang Jingyun away more quickly.

"Mr. Wang Lecheng, you're coming? That's fine." Su Longwen nodded and took a few steps back.