Chapter 71

Before the few martial arts actors could react.

Li Luo's movements changed suddenly; as he turned, his elbow swung forward like a knife, rushing toward Lin Can with a gust of wind, scaring the latter into retreating two steps.

Muay Thai is known for being fierce and tough.

Punching, kicking, using knees and elbows, using these four limbs and eight bodies as weapons to attack.

The essence of its power.

Is using the twisting of the body to whip out punches, kicks, elbows, and knees.

It has extremely strong practical combat ability.

The in-depth research with Bian Xiaoxiao in the tent just now allowed Li Luo to obtain entry-level Muay Thai, and his physique rose to 73; feeling excited, he immediately struck the pose.

This kind of fist technique is unusually fierce and looks quite good when fighting.

Maybe it could give the other party some inspiration.

"Stop, stop, stop."

Looking at the skillful pose, Yuan Bin hurriedly called for a stop: "You kid, when did you learn Muay Thai?"

"No, one elbow strike."

"If the force isn't controlled well, someone will get hurt!"

Elbows are like knives, and many fighting competitions strictly prohibit elbow strikes.

He didn't want to take that risk.

"That's true."

Li Luo had no choice but to put away his pose and find a random excuse: "Don't you guys go online usually? There are all kinds of fist techniques on there, and you can learn them quite well after practicing for a while."

"Forget it, let's follow my routine."

Yuan Bin shook his head and pointed out the next fighting movements.

It's a pity that Wang Baoqiang had already gone to film *Blind Shaft*, otherwise he could have given some advice; after all, he didn't spend time in the Shaolin Temple for nothing, and that guy also had some real kung fu.

In the original work, Zhang Wuji mediated the dispute between the Six Major Sects and the Ming Cult, and all kinds of fights were incomparably exciting.

But in the Su version of *Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre*.

This part of the plot's fighting scenes couldn't be reflected at all.

It could be called extremely poor.

With Yuan Bin, this gold-medal martial arts instructor, this shortcoming was successfully filled; yesterday's fight with Yin Tianzheng was quite good, and Zhang Wuji also successfully took down the Kongtong Sect.

Now it was time for the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand.

The actor was already old and couldn't do it himself.

Du Yun had no choice but to shave his head, stick on a fake beard, and Lin Can, who was dressed like Abbess Miejue, also went on stage holding the Heaven Sword, making the martial arts actors' laughter resound through the set.

After practicing the moves a few times, they welcomed a short break.

"How does it feel?"

Li Luo wiped the sweat from his face and walked to the group of classmates.

"I can only say."

Wang Luodan said truthfully: "It's more complex than we imagined."

They thought they would see a big scene as soon as they came up, but they didn't expect to sit for more than half an hour, just watching the rehearsal over and over again.

It was Li Luo who had just fallen heavily.

It gave them all a fright.

Filming hadn't even started yet, and he was already sweating all over.

The difficulty of martial arts scenes was evident.

"Are you okay?"

Huang Shengyi unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and stood up to hand it to Li Luo.

Her movements suddenly stalled.

Just because someone next to her also made the same movement.

"Thanks." Li Luo generously took the two bottles of water and smiled at Bian Xiaoxiao and Huang Shengyi: "How did you know I was thirsty? You can't hold up in this weather without drinking more water."

Jia Naiming chuckled and gave him a thumbs up quietly.

Ignoring this guy's movement.

He took a sip here and a sip there to quench his thirst, then shook his head and explained: "It just looks dangerous; professional martial arts actors are very measured in their actions."

"We're about to start filming."

Li Luo raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "Have you guys decided which sect to join?"

"Emei!"

The three female classmates raised their hands in unison.

Among the several sects, only the Emei Sect could wear skirts.

"Ming Cult, Wudang."

The male classmates had different choices.

Finally able to participate, their faces were full of irrepressible excitement.

Li Luo let Lai Shuiqing's assistant take the male classmates to change clothes, and signaled the female classmates to sit down first, while he went to find the costume department to get three relatively clean white skirts and hairpieces.

Under his greeting, the three female classmates followed him back to the actor rest area.

They ran into Gao Yuanyuan head-on.

Before she could even open her mouth to speak, that guy looked like she had seen a ghost when she saw him, her face became extremely flustered, and she hurried away to the side.

Which really left Li Luo confused.

"Sister Zihan."

He had to find another target and asked to the side: "Can I borrow the dressing room?"

The other party didn't have many scenes today, and maybe there wouldn't even be any footage of her.

But since she received the notice.

She still had to come over.

Waiting for the scene was also part of an actor's work.

"No problem."

Chen Zihan stood up and took the clothes from Li Luo: "Just leave the juniors to me, you go get busy!"

In the blink of an eye, the sun had already scorched the ground golden.

The lighting conditions became similar to when they changed scenes yesterday; under the assistant director's direction, the set became as lively as a vegetable market, and the actors walked to their respective filming positions one after another.

The Ming Cult members were slumped, sitting cross-legged on the altar.

The people from the Six Major Sects weren't idle either.

They surrounded the altar and stood in a large semicircle.

Bian Xiaoxiao and the others followed nervously and anxiously behind Senior Sister Lin Jing, who played Ding Minjun.

Now they had all changed into white skirts and were holding prop swords in their hands.

In order not to steal the spotlight.

They all put on dusty makeup.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with irrepressible excitement.

It was just that Bian Xiaoxiao was very confused in her heart; she didn't understand why Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing at the very front and dressed gorgeously, would turn her head to look at her from time to time, and that look seemed quite strange.

There was no time for wild thoughts, and filming started quickly.

She hurriedly collected her thoughts.

And acted as a background board.

People always said Li Luo was the male lead, but in fact, none of the classmates felt much about it.

Now that filming had officially started, the impact came rushing toward them.

The entire set, plus the extras, had at least a hundred people, but with so many people, they could only act as background boards and watch Li Luo shine alone in the middle of the set.

Various martial arts movements were performed with great vigor.

And he was hoisted on wires.

Performing all kinds of high-difficulty movements.

They deeply felt the gap between them and Li Luo; this gap was even so large that they couldn't be jealous, and gazes of envy kept falling on him.

The filming process was even harder than imagined.

Everyone's feet were numb from standing, and they were dizzy from the scorching sun.

They were still considered lucky.

Every hour of filming, several staff members would surround Li Luo; some would touch up his makeup, some would use fans to blow at his soaked inner lining, and those feeding him water weren't idle either.

Acting isn't just flowers and applause; it also requires a lot of sweat behind the scenes.

When it came to Gao Yuanyuan's scene, Lai Shuiqing became nervous.

But he never expected that every time that little girl met Li Luo's gaze, she could perform that flustered expression to the bone.

Her bright eyes were full of drama.

Seeing this, he slapped his thigh; he really couldn't figure out how her acting skills had suddenly improved so much.

As the sun gradually set, the scene on-site was coming to an end.

Under Zhang Tielin's leadership, the Ming Cult members collectively knelt on one knee toward Li Luo, and they solemnly arched their hands and roared in unison: "Thank you, Young Hero Zhang, for protecting the cult and saving our lives."

This sound echoed continuously in the valley.

"Uncle Yang."

Li Luo rushed forward in a hurry, knelt on the ground, and grabbed Yang Xiao and the White-Browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng at the same time, muttering: "No, no!"

"Pfft~"

The blood bag was bitten open, and a mouthful of blood foam sprayed out.

His eyes went straight, and he fainted happily.