I will be stronger after the remake

Yu Shujiang was a little surprised: "My classmates often say that this show is rigged, and that the champion is not just the one who dances the best. Every selection process causes huge controversy. Now it seems that the production team is not as bad as they say."

Tang Ping chuckled and said, "That's because you haven't investigated Zhao Yeman's company. Her company, Youxing Entertainment, has an official background, and she herself is a tenured employee. The production team isn't stupid; they know who they can offend and who they can't."

"So that's how it is... The adult world is so dark." Yu Shujiang sighed.

Tang Ping comforted her, saying, "Looking on the bright side, at least this time, the champion deserved the title."

After the recording of the show was completed, the audience began to leave. Tang Ping first contacted Zhao Yeman's agent, who then led Yu Shujiang to the backstage area of ​​the show.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be done in a minute."

Zhao Yeman, who has a powerful background, was given a private room and is currently changing her coat behind a curtain, since her stage costume is not suitable for wearing outside.

Tang Ping praised, "The dance was wonderful; I watched it intently the whole time."

Zhao Yeman laughed and said, "It was an unfair victory, not worth mentioning. I'm sorry you two had to laugh at me."

After changing her clothes, she said to her agent, "You can go back now. I don't have any engagements lately, so I can take a break."

The agent was somewhat reluctant, but in the end, he didn't say anything, just sighed, and obediently picked up his luggage and left. After all, the company was special, and they had to serve these established artists like princes and princesses. They couldn't just order them around and act like agents.

Watching the departing figure, Zhao Yeman said somewhat apologetically, "I'm being so casual; I feel a little bad for her."

Tang Ping said, "As long as you become famous, that's enough to do her a favor. I don't believe your company didn't offer you a reward or salary. Compared to your colleagues who have invested a lot of resources but still can't become famous, you've already succeeded enough."

Zhao Yeman thought for a moment and smiled, "That's true. Then I won't think about it anymore. Anyway, this is my first time in Wuhan. As the hosts, please show me around."

Tang Ping couldn't help but feel glad that he had brought Yu Shujiang over. After all, he had only lived here for half a year and was usually engrossed in cultivation. He was really not familiar with the local attractions at all. Moreover, there was the difference between men and women. He would never wander around when he didn't have a mission.

"I'll leave this to you."

"Leave it to me." Yu Shujiang patted her chest and suggested, "Let's find something to eat first."

Zhao Yeman agreed, "After filming such a long program, I'm hungry too."

Yu Shujiang led the way, and Tang Ping, to fulfill her responsibility as the host, casually brought up a topic: "Aren't you afraid of being recognized by fans if you go out like this?"

"Don't worry, I have a brilliant idea."

Zhao Yeman took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on.

Tang Ping waited for a while, and seeing that the other party made no further move, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "No other disguises?"

“No need. I’m not a national-level movie star, and I was dressed casually. Unless you’re a die-hard fan, you won’t recognize me,” Zhao Yeman said with a sigh. “In the past, people had few entertainment options, and most people could only watch TV. Therefore, celebrities at that time generally had a high level of national recognition. But now people have so many entertainment options, including playing games, watching videos, and watching short dramas. Many people only turn on the TV on the day they move to a new house, so fewer and fewer people can remember what I look like.”

Tang Ping nodded in agreement. If Yu Shujiang hadn't explained, he would never have known about this dance talent show.

"I'm curious about something. I heard you joined the entertainment industry to portray Lingard?"

"Yes, it's rare to have the opportunity to do chivalrous deeds in real life. If you do it in private, you might get arrested by the police as a wanted criminal."

"But why would you participate in a reality show to advertise a TV series? Logically speaking, the moment you finish filming the TV series, the production team is no longer of any use to you. Whether it's good or bad, it has nothing to do with you. Shouldn't 'fame' be a factor in portraying a chivalrous character?"

"That's true, but I don't dislike fame. You still have to finish what you start. And just because fame is useless now doesn't mean it won't be useful in the future."

Zhao Yeman thought for a moment and decided to reveal some information: "If a knight advances to the third level, there will be two branches: Great Knight and Swordsman. The former requires using fame to demonstrate the spirit, and the more people who are willing to trust me, the better the performance. The latter, as the name suggests, is mainly related to swords."

Tang Ping recalled: "I remember that the branch a third-level spirit rank will evolve into depends on two factors: compatibility and the individual's own abilities. In your case, the more famous one will evolve into a 'great hero,' and the one with superior swordsmanship will evolve into a swordsman. It sounds like you prefer the former?"

"On the contrary, I want to become a swordsman, so I came here to learn swordsmanship from you," Zhao Yeman lowered her voice. "I have already investigated, and you are the 'Cloud Hand Sky Tilt,' the recognized number one martial arts master."

"It's just a hollow reputation; it's not really recognized."

Tang Ping quickly tried to downplay the situation, but then realized something was amiss: "Didn't you say on the phone that this trip was just on your way? How did it turn into you coming specifically to learn swordsmanship from me?"

"It's naturally because of a girl's modesty."

Zhao Yeman said with a grin.

Chapter 224 Newly Created Sword Technique

Teaching two is teaching, teaching three is also teaching, so Tang Ping naturally wouldn't turn Zhao Yeman away. It's just a pity that his spiritual level isn't that of a "teacher," so he can't use this opportunity to demonstrate his spiritual level.

However, during the process of teaching spiritual martial arts, Tang Ping discovered something: Zhao Yeman's spiritual attribute "Xia Shi" does not belong to Taoism, Buddhism, or demonism. Her spiritual power does not have a specific attribute, so she can practice Buddhist and Taoist martial arts at the same time, but the actual power she displays is not as good as that of "professionals with the right skills".

For example, Lingchong can unleash the full power of the Zen Sea Saber Technique, but when he switches to the Tai Chi Sword, it becomes much less effective—it takes much longer to master and the final power he displays is only half.

In comparison, Zhao Yeman could learn both the Zen Sea Saber Technique and the Tai Chi Sword Technique, but she could only unleash 80% of the power of both martial arts. However, when she practiced the Ji Wang Fist, her skill level was no different from Yuan Ji's.

Of course, Zhao Yeman only dabbled in Zen Sea Knife Technique and Machine King Fist. Out of gratitude to Tang Ping for teaching her martial arts, she acted as a guinea pig to help collect experimental data. The only technique she truly practiced was the Tai Chi Sword Technique, which had not yet formed a system.

Tang Ping felt somewhat embarrassed about this and decided to seriously improve this martial art. Considering that his own spiritual attributes were not suitable, he asked Uncle Jiang for help.

"Spiritual energy martial arts?"

After listening to Tang Ping's explanation of the principles and watching him demonstrate the Zen Sea Knife Technique and the Brahma Wheel Breaking Boundary Finger, Uncle Jiang showed a rare expression of interest—he usually maintained a calm and composed demeanor, unfazed even by the collapse of Mount Tai.

"That's interesting and logical. Since there are spiritual techniques, it's only natural that spiritual weapons would appear. Rather, it's strange that no one thought of this before. With such excellent spiritual techniques as examples, anyone with a little bit of critical thinking should have thought of extending them to other fields." Uncle Jiang was deeply puzzled by this.

Tang Ping disagreed: "Some things are just separated by a thin sheet of paper. Before it is broken, no one knows what is inside even after decades. Once it is broken, people will see what is inside clearly and will be amazed at how simple it is. There are no obstacles at all. There are countless similar examples in the history of technological invention, which are really not worth mentioning."

Uncle Jiang nodded and said, "That's right. Before you became a psionicist, you were already a world-renowned martial arts expert, so it's natural for you to associate yourself with the martial arts field. Others don't have this experience, so they don't even realize where the window is, let alone break through it. In reality, there are very few people willing to learn martial arts, let alone traditional martial arts, which have almost become synonymous with clowns."

Following this line of thought, Tang Ping suddenly realized: "It is precisely because I initially learned traditional martial arts that I was able to think of combining it with spiritual power. It is easy to associate it with the martial arts in martial arts novels. If it were boxing, Sanda, wrestling, etc., although they can indeed fight in reality, it is really impossible to connect them with spiritual power. Spiritual power boxing, spiritual power Sanda, spiritual power wrestling, they all sound awkward."

"Let's not talk about that. You came to me wanting to create a spiritual sword technique based on Tai Chi?"

"I don't necessarily insist on Tai Chi, as long as it's related to Taoism, it's fine. My Buddhist spirituality always makes me feel a bit hindered when using Taoist martial arts."

"My knowledge of martial arts is not much better than that of university club members, so I can't offer much help with specific moves. I can only give you some general and vague advice. You can choose the useful ones to absorb yourself."

Uncle Jiang took out a whisk, its tassels shimmering with tiny silver light.

"Taoist martial arts should take inspiration from heaven and earth and nature." As he spoke, he flicked his whisk, and several pine needles floated up. "Observe the gathering and scattering of clouds and the majestic mountains, all of which contain profound mysteries."

Tang Ping suddenly drew his sword, and the sword energy surged like a meteor falling, but Uncle Jiang casually waved his whisk, turning the sword energy into nothingness.

"Too forceful," Uncle Jiang shook his head. "Let's see this move."

He flicked his whisk, drawing a silver arc, and the pine needles arranged themselves into the shape of the Big Dipper. He said, "Imitate the trajectory of the stars and control the sword with your mind. Only then can you control it at will."

Tang Ping seemed to be deep in thought, closing his eyes and concentrating.

When he opened his eyes again a moment later, the tip of his sword pointed towards the night sky, drawing upon the power of the stars. The sword gleamed with a faint blue light. He moved about, his swordsmanship subtly harmonizing with the constellations. Wherever his sword energy passed, the air rippled like the surface of water.

However, he stopped halfway through the sword move because if he continued to deduce it, it would most likely become a martial art based on divine attributes, and there was a small chance that it would be attribute-less.

"Forget it, let's keep the Taiji as the core. Having an anchor point will prevent us from getting lost."

Uncle Jiang smiled upon hearing this, and immediately used his whisk to simulate the rotation of the yin-yang symbol, while also urging silver threads to wrap around Tang Ping's sword, pulling it slowly to rotate.

Through the rotation of the sword, Tang Ping felt the artistic conception and the flow of spiritual power. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he immediately made a double circle with the sword. The spiritual power transformed into black and white light blades, shredding the pine needles in the air.

Let's call it 'Two Elements Separation of Light' for now.

Uncle Jiang activated his wind-elemental magic, swirling up the pine needles scattered on the ground and making them circle around him for a while before rushing towards Tang Ping.

Tang Ping saw the wind shaking the pine forest, sounding like waves, and suddenly realized something. He immediately swung his longsword continuously, forming a sword energy barrier like waves, which wrapped up all the pine needles that rushed over, protecting them perfectly without missing a single one. Then, with a flick of his sword, all the pine needles rolled back.

"This move can be called 'Mysterious Waves Rolling Clouds'."

Uncle Jiang casually slapped his hand, scattering all the pine needles with just the force of his palm.

Then, he took out several talismans with an ancient luster from his sleeve. The cinnabar characters on the talismans seemed to flow slightly. He said, "Next, I will set up an illusion array. The illusion array can confuse the five senses and spirit, and it can also help people to comprehend. You can handle it yourself."

After saying that, he quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, and the talismans flew into the air like butterflies.

In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy surged, and the talismans arranged themselves in the air, emitting a dazzling light. Finally, they transformed into a huge Bagua diagram that floated in mid-air. The trigrams Qian, Kun, Zhen, and Xun shimmered with different colored halos, and the array was shrouded in clouds and mist, with faint sounds of bells and chimes emanating from within.

With a push from Uncle Jiang's hands, the Bagua diagram unfolded with a roar, enveloping Tang Ping. Instantly, the surrounding scenery changed dramatically, as if one were in a vast starry sky, with stars flowing around and endless mysteries contained in the shifting constellations. The clouds beneath one's feet transformed into sword shadows, sometimes like a dragon wagging its tail, sometimes like a startled swan skimming the water, each sword shadow carrying a unique rhythm.

Tang Ping observed for a while, feeling all sorts of inspirational ideas constantly popping into his mind, but he didn't know which ones would come to fruition and which ones wouldn't.

He moved around the formation, wielding his sword, feeling the true meaning of yin and yang complementing each other and the balance of strength and gentleness. During a simulation of celestial changes, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and discovered that he could use the trajectories of the stars in the formation to make the trajectory of his sword moves more unpredictable and greatly expand the attack range.

After a short while, the formation's effectiveness faded, and Tang Ping emerged from it with a thoughtful expression.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiang said knowingly, "It seems you have gained something."

"I have a relatively mature idea, but it will take a lot of effort to organize it into a complete sword technique."

"That's how it should be. It's not unusual to come up with a brand new move through inspiration, but to come up with a complete sword technique directly is a bit unbelievable."

Uncle Jiang nodded, put away his whisk, and said before leaving, "When you create your own sword technique, remember to teach Shu Jiang as well."

"Yes, that was my original plan."

……

A few days later, Tang Ping looked at Yu Shujiang and Zhao Yeman standing in front of him and said, "This Xuanji Zhoutian Sword Technique is divided into three parts: 'Star Track', 'Yin Yang', and 'Tai Xu'. Among them, 'Star Track' and 'Yin Yang' are at the same level. Only after learning both of them and combining them can they become 'Tai Xu'."

After receiving permission, Yuan Ji also listened and observed carefully from the side. Even though the spiritual attributes were incompatible and he couldn't learn from them, he could still broaden his horizons and benefit a lot from it.

"This sword technique incorporates elements of stars to simulate the stars in the sky, so footwork is very important; you could even say that footwork determines half of the technique."

As Tang Ping spoke, he demonstrated the sword moves, his toes lightly touching the stone slabs, leaving behind a star-like trail with each step, each step carrying a unique rhythm.

Zhao Yeman observed intently, her figure in the tight-fitting clothes as upright as a pine tree. Yu Shujiang, however, couldn't wait and immediately tried to imitate her, and surprisingly, she learned it quite well.

At the end of the day, the two had each gained something, but with different focuses.

Zhao Yeman has a deeper understanding of the sword techniques in the "Yin-Yang" section, while Yu Shujiang's learning of the "Star Trail" section is progressing by leaps and bounds, as if divinely aided.

"You two, listen up!"

Tang Ping spoke up to remind him, then pointed his sword, and the surrounding bamboo leaves transformed into sharp arrows that shot out.

The two women simultaneously spun around and drew their swords. Zhao Yeman's sword was fierce and powerful, like a chivalrous knight slaying a bandit; Yu Shujiang's sword was light and graceful, like Chang'e dancing with her sleeves. Both of them chopped bamboo leaves into a flurry of motion.

Learning the same martial art can produce different effects depending on the practitioner's characteristics. Tang Ping was already aware of this and was not surprised by it.

At this moment, Ling Chong hurriedly arrived at the training ground and exclaimed in surprise, "It's the weekend today, and you're still cultivating. You're really not giving us mediocre people any chance to survive."

Yuan Ji, in particular, has been training every day since he switched jobs to the Jiangcheng Psionic Management Bureau, regardless of whether he has a mission during the day. This kind of training fanaticism makes Ling Chong feel somewhat inferior.

The idea that someone more talented than you is also more hardworking is truly disheartening and makes it difficult to muster the confidence to catch up.

However, Ling Chong wasn't here for extra training today. He asked Tang Ping, "Do you remember why the incident happened in the Armed Forces Department?"

"I remember that the former director abused his power to seize the mythical relics for himself. In the end, his actions were exposed, and he fled with a guilty conscience. In order to protect himself, he even joined the Guiling Cult."

“Yes, that’s him. People from the Psionic Management Bureau in the next province have discovered his whereabouts. We should clean up our own mess. I’m going to arrest him myself!” Ling Chong said firmly.

Chapter 225 Another Master

Tang Ping recalled, "I remember that person was also a Buddhist monk, either a martial monk or a novice monk?"

Ling Chong shook his head and said, "None of them. He is a Naga, a second-stage Mahoraga, and a third-stage Garuda."

“Wait a minute! This isn’t right. Naga is a snake, and Mahoraga is a great serpent god. They are from the same lineage, but Garuda is clearly a bird. How did it transform from a reptile into a bird?” Tang Ping questioned.

Yu Shujiang said, "Isn't there a saying that carp leap over the dragon gate? Carp and dragons don't even belong to the same species."

Tang Ping explained, "The reason why carp can transform into dragons is because both belong to the scaled species. According to this standard, Nagas and Mahoraga are scaled species, while Garuda is a feathered species, which is also a cross-species transformation."

Ling Chong said, “You naturally think it’s inappropriate to classify them according to the standards of the demon race, but in fact they all belong to the pantheon, and are the guardian deities in the Buddhist system. To be more specific, they are the eight classes of guardian deities, namely the Heavenly Dragons.”

There were no ignorant people present; Yuan Ji and Zhao Yeman were both college graduates, so no one asked the question, "Isn't 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils' a Jin Yong novel?"

Yuan Ji said with great interest, "Regardless of what type of spiritual rank he has, he is a third-level spiritual energy user, which is already a major event, right?"

"Yes, so the local psionic administration didn't dare to act rashly after discovering it. Luckily, their director had exchanged numbers with me at the previous sports meet, so he called me."

"Then what are we waiting for? It's everyone's responsibility to capture the traitor!"

In the past, Ling Chong would have rushed to arrest people, but since becoming a leader, he has had more things to consider.

He advised, "We still need to be prepared. This isn't a ring match where you can just win. The mission objective should be captured alive if possible. Only consider killing if you absolutely cannot capture them alive."

"Although I haven't had much contact with him, we are in the same unit after all, so I know him to some extent. His strength is not weak. Naga, Mahoraga, and Garuda are all spirit types who are good at fighting. We must not be careless or underestimate him. If he gets away, he will become wary and dare not enter the country again. We may never have another chance to capture him."

Yuan Ji sneered, "In the end, isn't it just about finding more helpers? According to the regulations of the Psionic Administration Bureau, we should be lenient in our assessment of the enemy and bring two to three times the strength of the enemy. You don't need to feel ashamed."

Is this a shameful question?

Ling Chong was speechless, thinking to himself that his first impression of Yuan Ji was really unreliable. Yuan Ji seemed to be a generous and magnanimous person, but in reality, in addition to being generous and magnanimous, he also spoke quite scathingly and harshly.

Of course, to put it in a more emotionally intelligent way, it's innocent and straightforward, but unfortunately, Ling Chong's emotional intelligence is neither high nor low, so he can only choose to ignore it.

Tang Ping said, "No need to say more. Count me in. I've never seen a psionicist from the Tian Long Ba Bu series before. Besides, this bastard has ruined so many Arhat statues. I want to see what he's figured out."

Ling Chong said, "At that time, we will really need you to restrain the other party. Putting aside his identity as a psionicist, this former head of the Armed Forces Department is also a martial arts master in reality. He learned Xingyi Quan and after becoming a psionicist, he also learned Shaolin Quan. Several of my moves were trained by him."

Tang Ping narrowed his eyes: "That's interesting."