Returning to the Production Team, Elder Yuan's Doubts
"Master, please guide me!"
As soon as Zhang Lanxin said that, Zhao Liying also stared at Shen Fei with wide eyes.
In her opinion, Zhang Lanxin's swordsmanship could already be described as superb.
More importantly, it had only been a few days!
Unlike the spectators in the live broadcast room, Zhao Liying knew Zhang Lanxin very well.
He had definitely not come into contact with this sword technique before.
Why did Shen Fei look so dissatisfied?
Shen Fei was indeed not very satisfied.
Under his one-on-one tutoring.
Up until now, he had only trained to the point of being a showy figure.
Shen Fei even felt that Zhang Lanxin was a blockhead that couldn't be trained.
"It's still a cliché question."
"Your swordsmanship is too beautiful!"
"Ah?"
Zhao Liying listened to Shen Fei's words and felt that her brain couldn't keep up with his rhythm.
"Too much attention is paid to form and neglects momentum."
"Your sword just now was still a fist away from my forehead."
"You might think that you've controlled the distance of one punch very well.”
"That's the problem!"
"All ancient martial arts have one characteristic, and that is actual combat. The Emei Sword Art is even more so. You shouldn't stop. Without the fierce momentum of the sword art, it's useless!”
Shen Fei carefully explained the problems that existed in her body to Zhang Lanxin.
Other than Zhang Lanxin and the other nine disciples of the dojo.
Everyone felt as if they were listening to a heavenly book.
"Is there a guru in the live broadcast room to help translate?？”
"May I ask weakly, is Goddess Lan Xin being despised by this little brother?？”
"To be honest, this sword dance is very beautiful!!”
"The person above is telling the truth. Looking good is the original sin. Little brother likes simple violence!!”
......
A week passed quickly.
It was a live broadcast of 'The Life I Alive.'
Ever since the broadcast began, its popularity had remained high.
Mango TV's limelight was unparalleled.
However, the program seemed to have deviated from its original direction.
The life he yearned for had unknowingly evolved into the martial arts he yearned for.
The production team also agreed to the audience's request.
In his daily life, there were many scenes of training in the dojo.
It caused a heated discussion about Chinese martial arts on the Internet.
The various factions also took advantage of this craze.
They were crazily promoting their sect's martial arts.
In Shaolin's promotional video.
A neat square formation of monks appeared in everyone's sight.
The abbot of Shaolin Temple, who was wearing a five-colored kasaya and holding a flawless amber prayer bead, was being interviewed by reporters.
"As everyone knows, all martial arts come from Shaolin. Do you want to learn the most orthodox Chinese martial arts? Welcome to the thermoelectricity at the bottom of the screen."
The Wudang Taoist priest followed closely behind.
He posted a video of his disciples practicing their swordsmanship on the Internet.
"If you want to learn the orthodox Taiji Sword, please look for the famous Wudang brand. Don't believe in those rural people!”
......
Outside the mushroom house.
Huang He and his parents led Ju Jing Yi and Zhang Zifeng to send off the guests.
Although they had only been together for a short week.
However, the mushroom house gave Zhao Liying and Zhang Lanxin the feeling of home.
They did not walk towards the village entrance.
Instead, he walked towards Shen Fei's dojo.
"Master!"
As usual, Shen Fei led the disciples of the dojo to practice their swordsmanship in the courtyard in front of the door.
Seeing Zhang Lanxin and the program team's mighty group.
He was not surprised.
He knew that Zhang Lanxin and the others would leave the village today.
"Yo, you're leaving already?"
Seeing Shen Fei, Zhang Lanxin went forward alone. The former bowed.
"Thank you, Master, for teaching me the Emei Swordsmanship. I will practice it day and night and live up to your expectations."
"Yeah," she said.
Shen Fei was very satisfied with Zhang Lanxin, this in-name disciple.
She didn't have the impetuousness of a celebrity in the entertainment industry.
He was just a little stupid.
If Shen Fei's thoughts were known by the audience in the live broadcast room.
They would definitely drown in their saliva.
"Since my disciple is leaving, as her master, I naturally have to express my gratitude."
Shen Fei's words instantly aroused the curiosity of Huang He and the other elders.
They really wanted to know what kind of gift Shen Fei, who was so poor that he only had a sword left, would give.
Could it be?
Then, everyone saw Shen Fei take out a wooden sword.
He handed it to Zhang Lanxin.
"Cough cough."
Shen Fei naturally noticed the unusual behavior of Ju Jing Yi, Zhang Zifeng, and the others.
He could only cough to ease the awkwardness.
Zhang Lanxin was pleasantly surprised.
He was even a little touched.
He took Shen Fei's gift with utmost care.
"Remember, the sword moves are just the form. The most important part of the Emei Sword Art is the momentum.”
"You are now the successor of Chinese martial arts. You must take it upon yourself to promote ancient martial arts.”
"Disciple will remember."
......
"Don't say it, Head Shen really had the appearance of a master just now.”
"How is he similar? He's an expert!”
The program team gradually walked away.
He watched as everyone gradually disappeared from his sight.
An indistinct voice slowly came out from Shen Fei's mouth.
"The seeds of ancient martial arts have been sown. Let's see how far it can grow!”
......
Inside the set of 'The Grandmaster'.
Two figures in a hurry appeared in the staff's line of sight.
"Yo, Ying Bao, Lan Xin, you guys are back!"
"How was the trip? Is there anything fun?"
The one who spoke was the director of " The Grandmaster."
"Yes, yes!"
"Director Zhang, you don't know how many fun things we've encountered on this trip."
They talked about what they had seen and heard this week.
Zhao Liying's fatigue from the return trip was swept away and she instantly became energetic.
" Xishuangbanna's scenery is really too good. We even met a strange curator in the village."
Then, she told him about the interesting things that the two of them had encountered in Xiangyang Village.
He said it vividly.
In his words, Shen Fei had the image of a reclusive expert.
"Oh? There's such a person?"
"Lan Xin, I didn't expect you to have such a fortuitous encounter on this trip. Wouldn't you become a martial arts expert in an instant? Hahaha!"
Obviously, Director Zhang thought that Zhao Liying was just joking.
"You're fine after jumping down from 20 meters? A 30-meter-wide pool could be crossed by a tree branch?”
A voice that sounded like it had experienced many vicissitudes of life but was full of vigor suddenly came from behind Director Zhang.
Zhang Lanxin and Zhao Liying quickly greeted him.
"Elder Yuan!"
The Elder Yuan that the two girls were talking about was the martial arts director of " The Grandmaster."
A national martial arts master.
He had once won the Asian Martial Arts Championship.
Zhang Lanxin's previous mixed martial arts competition was nothing in front of this kind of competition.
He had been immersed in Chinese martial arts for many years.
It was said that more than a dozen people could not get close to him.
However, no one had actually seen it.
Zhang Lanxin had been fortunate enough to witness Elder Yuan's terror before.
At least in front of him, she did not even have the courage to punch.
"The little girl is not old, but her tone is not small."
"This old man has been in the martial arts circle for so many years, and I've seen many grandmasters."
"I've never heard of anyone who has such martial arts."
Zhao Liying was not convinced.
Although it was a little exaggerated, he had seen it with his own eyes.
"Elder Yuan, just because you haven't seen it means you haven't."
"We saw all of this with our own eyes. Sister Lan Xin even took Head Shen as her master and learned a set of Emei sword techniques. If you don't believe me, you can ask her!”
"The Emei Swordsmanship?"
The old man turned to Zhang Lanxin, who was beside Zhao Liying.
Then, his eyes focused.
He realized.
There seemed to be a sword intent on her body, faintly discernible.
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