Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

It's too much to take in.

The two skilled fighters were clearly going all out; there were no wires or special effects. Sun Qiuping felt that it was like real swords clashing together, with sparks flying everywhere.

Cheng Song had just parried the opponent's horizontal spear when he immediately shrank back, turned his hips, and lunged forward to thrust his sword at the opponent's abdomen. Chen Mo stepped back, kicked the red tassel on the spear tip, and used his hands and legs to block the spear and switch defenses, thus blocking the thrusting cold sword.

In the blink of an eye, the moment his side ribs were exposed, Cheng Song took advantage of the forward lunge, sidestepped, and delivered a powerful rib kick with his right leg, like a steel cone, straight into the opposite rib.

"Oh--"

A short gasp rippled through the crowd, but they quickly realized they shouldn't disturb the two people in the arena, so they lowered their voices and focused on the fight.

—It was so much fun.

The young man's kicks were terrifying. Coupled with his superhuman bone density and skill, a single blow would cripple a person. However, he knew this was a movie, so he didn't use any attack skills or really put in his full strength. Compared to a real fight, he only used 30% of his power. Yet, at the moment of the kick, the fabric of his athletic pants still made a terrifying tearing sound.

Chen Shicheng had sharp ears. Hearing the sound of the kick cutting through the air, he was startled. His body reacted by grabbing the gun barrel and using it in a short-range manner. He used both hands to firmly block the thin ice-covered leg. The gun barrel deformed and bent sharply the moment it touched the opponent's foot.

Instead of retreating, the man advanced, shifting from a horse stance to a bow stance, and exerted force with both hands, using the elastically deformed pole to directly deflect the force of the thin ice.

"Be careful--"

The onlookers gasped in surprise, and Sun Qiuping's heart was in his throat.

Chen Shicheng also realized that Bo Bing would be injured by the force of the gun barrel rebounding before he could stop his momentum. However, he could not undo his previous move and could only watch helplessly as the gun barrel rebounded.

Unlike the tension of the others, Bo Bing smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and several mechanical voices sounded in his ears.

[Leg Bone Strengthening] Activated.

【Soaring Crane Amidst Clouds】Activation – After stepping on an object, you can immediately take off.

His leg bones, hip joints, and waist were instantly covered with a layer of blue honeycomb fibers, and Alpha's skills were still active.

[Hip Joint Strengthening] [Waist and Back Strengthening] Activation.

Bo Bing's thigh muscles were compressed to their limit by his powerful impact, and with the terrifying rebound force, he bent his right leg and jumped up by shifting his center of gravity in an instant, like a spring, and was compressed onto Chen Shicheng's downward-pressing gun barrel. The moment the gun barrel returned to its deformed state...

On the screen, Cheng Song in the play was sent flying backwards like a cannonball.

"Thin ice—"

Sun Qiuping, who was standing next to him, stood up abruptly, ignoring the chair that had overturned on the ground. He and the people next to him tried to rush out, but were stopped by Liu Shu, the martial arts instructor.

"Wait! Don't be impulsive, the guy is fine."

He looked intently at the arena, "He's very strong."

Before Liu Shu finished speaking, Sun Qiuping saw the thin ice flying backwards in the field twist its waist in the air, its whole body shifting its center of gravity flexibly and lightly, like a bird touching the water.

【The Hawk Turns Over】Activated.

Ignoring the sound of the wind rushing past his ears, as the inertia propelled him backward, his snake-like eyes narrowed, and he pulled back his upper arm, causing his body to spin around with the gleaming sword. His black wig swirled like seaweed in an undercurrent.

Very efficient.

The instant his right toes touched the ground, Bo Bing exhaled rapidly, gathering his strength, and his sword-like eyebrows rose sharply.

His upper body was thrown to the side and backward by inertia, a deliberate movement that perfectly connected with the next skill.

【Capoeira (Brazilian Capoeira)】launched.

[Waist Bow] [Kick Moon Spin] Initiation.

Bo Bing bent backward, his left hand touching the ground, his body arching backward with the sword, the muscles in his neck, chest, waist and legs stretched to the limit, his whole body like a bow that had been drawn up and a scythe that had fallen back, his legs drawing a perfect full moon arc in the air.

The sound of wind and the sound of wind breaking.

—And then there was the sound of raindrops falling to the ground, which came late and unexpectedly. Within three breaths, the rain poured down and intensified.

The black-haired youth hunched over, kneeling on one knee, his right hand resting on his sword. His hair, washed by the rain, resembled a wild, unruly aquatic plant, and he looked like a cold-blooded animal poised to attack, gathering his strength.

—It's not over yet.

Despite the torrential rain, neither of them showed any intention of getting up and leaving; the battle continued.

Chen Hongpeng, sitting off-site, was so excited that his face turned red. He didn't dare to breathe and stared intently at the two people on the main monitor, directing his men to change the camera crane and camera position.

The moment their eyes met, the atmosphere instantly heated up.

[Golden Toad Leaps] Initiation - Lower limb strength is increasing.

Cheng Song rushed to Chen Mo with lightning speed, gripped his sword with both hands, and began a sweeping attack, aiming straight for Chen Mo's neck. Chen Mo stepped back, pressed down with both hands, and slashed down with his spear. The downward slash blocked Chen Mo's upward attack. He immediately stepped into a bow stance, switching from defense to offense, and slashed down with his spear to strike Chen Mo's lower body. Cheng Song, however, turned to the side with one hand to defend, blocking Chen Mo's attack.

"what--"

Chen Mo shouted and gathered his energy, kicking the falling spear tip with his right leg. He then shifted between a low horse stance and a forward step, followed by a mid-level thrust. His attacks were swift and fluid, the red tassel swirling around the spear as it moved like a dragon probing for prey, steady, accurate, and ruthless.

Cheng Song followed the moves with incredible speed, stepping back to break through the internal and external attacks with a series of spear parries, then pulling back to avoid a downward spear strike, and finally stepping low to raise his sword to defend against a high-level sweeping spear strike. Anyone who saw it would have to say it was extremely beautiful!

The real offensive power of the spear lies in its thrusts. The saying "an inch longer, an inch stronger" is not just a saying. Chen Mo gained the upper hand, thrusting the spearhead repeatedly at the young man's brow, hand, shoulder, and elbow. Each move was powerful, firmly targeting Cheng Songque's open chest and lower body knees. Cheng Songque could only retreat to defend.

[The spear pierced the monstrous python through its crotch, then pierced the golden rooster that nods wildly, and finally pierced the silver snake that pricks its throat.]

These moves are like a dazzling performance, or a silent reminder.

The moment their eyes met—

Chen Mo spun around with his gun, turning his back so that his back was directly exposed to the view. Cheng Song, however, took a low step and slashed down with his sword, pressing his advantage and aiming straight for his opponent's vitals.

The next step seems to be a matter of common practice.

[Returning to Mazha, the enemy finds it difficult to escape.]

Chen Mo quickly turned around, used his leg strength to twist his wrist, and thrust the gun forcefully out of his chest.

"Dang Cang——"

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah!"

Cheng Song clutched his wrist and knelt on the ground. His sword was knocked away and landed two steps away, its blade chipped and the raindrops creating a crisp resonance.

The cool-toned fill light is now complete.

"——Click!"

After Chen Hongpeng yelled "Cut!", he jumped up, took off his equipment, and threw the director's sun hat on the ground. "That was so damn cool! Not a single frame of that long take was wasted!"

Bo Bing breathed a sigh of relief and was helped to stand up by Chen Shicheng. She was also very excited.

"That's it?"

He looked at Chen Shicheng and said, "I was just warming up to get a feel for things, but I didn't expect to perform so well!"

"That's amazing. I've never seen a stuntman perform such fluid movements on the spot without wires," Chen Shicheng smiled, patted him on the back, and praised him in Cantonese, "To cooperate so well, you are truly a force to be reckoned with."

"No, I still have a lot to learn from you."

Bo Bing felt a little proud after being praised. He took the towel from Sun Qiuping and dried his hair, letting the other person drape the towel over him. "I just happen to be feeling good today."

"This doesn't feel bad at all," Liu Shu also gave him a thumbs up, "You can make a living as a stuntman in the entertainment industry for at least ten years!"

Chen Hongpeng sat behind the monitor, reviewing the footage again and again, extremely satisfied: "Xiao Bing, you've worked hard. The action sequences this time were excellent. You don't have any scenes to film today. I need to organize the footage and go home to rest early, so you don't catch a cold!"

Hearing this, Bo Bing nodded and left, saying, "Thank you, Director Chen. I'll head back now. Call me if you need anything."

Several fans outside the arena were incredibly excited to see him arrive, surprised that the young man could perform such impressive action scenes without any wire work.

"Little Ice! Little Ice!"

"Bo Bing, you're so cool! We love you!"

"Xiaoice is amazing!"

Bo Bing tilted her head and distributed the gifts and umbrellas prepared by Sun Qiuping to everyone, smiling as she said, "Go back early. This is the suburbs, and it won't be safe for you to go back if the rain gets heavier. Thank you for the gifts; they've gone to a lot of trouble. Time is short, so this is all I have to give you in return. Please don't mind."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. We just did what we wanted to do," a little girl with a bow in her hair said, her hands trembling as she accepted the heavy gift bag and umbrella. She touched her head a little shyly. "It was 'Shaved Ice in My Arms' who paid for it; we could only do our part..."

"Haha, Sister Bingsha is amazing, she's also a long-time fan of Teacher Bo," another girl wearing a mask winked, "but she said it's inconvenient for her to show up. She's been a fan since Teacher Bo debuted and has a lot of Teacher Bo's video materials."

"Thank you everyone for your support, and I will also thank her."

Despite the heavy rain, Bo Bing felt a sense of clarity in her heart. After chatting for a while, Sun Qiuping arranged for a bus to take away several fans.

City X.

Yin Su had just finished a meeting to pilot a multinational solution when his phone beeped with a message notification.