Dragon Gate Swordsman

The preparation for filming requires coordinated efforts from all parties, and it cannot be accomplished by just talking about it. Therefore, before filming begins, the producer, director, screenwriter and other behind-the-scenes producers need to meet in advance.

Chongxiao had no interest in this at first. After all, he wrote the script just to let Mo Li repair the Chixiao Sword. Now that his goal had been achieved, he had no motivation anymore. But a master is a master, and he had obviously figured out his weaknesses.

"When the movie is finished, you will get a share of the box office."

"Please tell me the address, Master, and I'll be there right away."

So half an hour later, Chongxiao appeared in the conference room of Xinghui Company.

The producers Tang Niu and Mo Li were chatting about something, and the scheduled heroine Wan Shengsheng might not have any filming tasks today. When she saw Chongxiao pushing the door in, her eyes immediately lit up and she greeted him enthusiastically.

Besides them, there were three other people in the conference room whom he had not seen before.

"Hello, Officer Chongxiao, I am Guo Shan, and I am very interested in your script."

This fat man with a broad body and gentle expression is the investor representative of "The Legend of Swordsman Shang Shu", while the other two are a lawyer responsible for handling the legal affairs of the crew and an accountant from Star Shine Company.

But the most important male protagonist did not show up. I don’t know if he was busy or he just hadn’t been found yet…

The first half of the discussion was mainly about the issue of setting up a crew, which had little to do with Chongxiao and Wan Shengsheng, so they exchanged ideas in a low voice about the Tieyi Liuhequan, and Mo Li dozed off out of boredom.

It was not until the lawyer and accountant left that Tang Niu turned the topic to the movie itself.

The most important issue, naturally, is the choice of the male lead.

"Actually, if Officer Chongxiao agrees, I think you would be great in the role."

"Don't be ridiculous, Xiao Tang, he can't act."

Mo Li glanced at Chong Xiao, then waved his hand and said, "Besides, he's not handsome enough, so it's nothing..."

He suddenly stopped talking halfway through.

Obviously, Mo Li felt that Chong Xiao was not an actor, so he certainly had no fame or appeal, but he seemed to have been promoted when he was a member of the special inspection team to clean up the underworld forces some time ago...

"Well... forget it. Acting is too troublesome."

Chongxiao is not unsatisfied with the income of an actor, he just is not confident about his performance.

However, he suddenly had a wonderful idea...

“Maybe we can let the master act?”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions suddenly became strange.

Mo Li himself was astonished, Tang Niu and Guo Shan both showed interested expressions, and Wan Shengsheng nodded after the initial surprise, as if to say "this is not bad either".

Movies in which actresses play male protagonists are no longer unacceptable in modern times. In fact, since some races on the Terra continent are stronger than men, they are quite popular...

In addition, Mo Li's appearance is absolutely good. Although her temperament is a bit of a drag, it can be compensated by costumes, makeup, and filters.

"Wait...wait a minute! What are you thinking about? I'm the director!"

"There are movies that are directed and acted by the actors themselves, and if you, Master, personally take charge, you might be able to better achieve the desired effect."

This is indeed an advantage, and Mo Li cannot refute anything.

"That won't work either. I'm the busiest person in the entire crew since the filming officially started. Do you still want to add more work for me?"

At this point, she suddenly tilted her head and muttered softly, "And if I really acted it out, that guy would definitely rush out of the painting and chase me for 18 blocks..."

"Master, what did you say?"

"Nothing, don't even think about it! Huh? What's the meaning of that disappointed expression of yours!?"

The second half of the sentence was directed to Wan Shengsheng.

In the end, the candidate for the male lead was still not decided, and Tang Niu's suggestion of giving a good ending that the public would be more willing to accept was rejected by Mo Li in no time.

However, her suggestion to change the Qinglian Peak's mountain protection formation into a physical monster was also ruthlessly suppressed by everyone, and even Wan Shengsheng expressed opposition.

After a long discussion, the final result was to not delete or change anything and just shoot according to Chongxiao's script.

What a waste of time... Chongxiao complained as he left Xinghui Company after the meeting. Mo Li may have seen this and offered to send him back to the Guard Bureau.

"I heard you just went to Victoria?"

"Well... I didn't stay for a few days though."

Chongxiao in the co-pilot seat replied perfunctorily, "By the way, Master, how did you fix Chixiao?"

"Want to become my disciple?"

"No, I'm just a little curious."

Chongxiao recalled what he saw in Mo Li's shop, and didn't seem to find anything related to casting.

Seeing that he was just asking casually, Mo Li gave up the idea of ​​explaining it in detail and simply raised his right hand and raised a finger.

The next moment, a small flame emerged from the fingertips. Although it was less than two centimeters, it caused the temperature in the cab to rise sharply.

"Originium Technique?"

"You can think so. Anyway, as long as I can freely control the size and temperature of the flame, reforging a broken sword will be a piece of cake!"

Mo Li chuckled and dispersed the flames gathered at her fingertips, but she didn't notice that a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Chongxiao's eyes.

……

Is it enough as long as I can freely control the size and temperature of the flame?

Chongxiao knew that Mo Li was definitely just talking casually. If this was the way she could repair weapons of Chixiao's level, then she, the master, would probably not be considered a master anymore.

But...why do I always feel that this is enough?

When he returned to the dormitory, he did not flip through the geography magazines he had bought, but lay directly on the bed, thinking over and over again about certain problems.

For example, the last time I went out with Lao Wei, I fainted inexplicably, and then "unlocked" the ability to move objects through the air. This time on the way back, I tried my best to cut through the storm, and at that time I remembered the real name of the sword energy move.

After waking up, the mysterious power in the body seemed to become much stronger.

Chongxiao raised his hand towards the ceiling and slowly released this power.

The open palm was immediately surrounded by a blue light. The scene was both strange and beautiful, but it did not affect anything in the room.

This is definitely not an Originium skill. Both the feeling and the way it is used are fundamentally different from Originium skills.

In addition, the effects of this power are also very varied: telekinesis, energy-gathering emission, perception amplification, defense building, and even reading other people's thoughts should be one of its effects.

So... can it be transformed into flames?

Chongxiao suddenly thought of this question. After all, the scene of Mo Li creating fire out of thin air was still vivid in his mind.

And at the moment this thought came into being, the azure light actually began to burn!

Damn it! ?

Chongxiao jumped off the bed and shook his right hand vigorously.

Did I just COS the Bodhi Patriarch who was protecting Zhizunbao?!

After carefully observing and confirming that his hand was fine, Chongxiao breathed a sigh of relief and then started to "seek death" again.

This time, he really saw the azure flame burning on his hands, but he did not feel any discomfort at all, as if the flame was a part of himself.

The essence of flame is energy, and energy can be transformed into each other... After thinking about this, Chongxiao accepted the fact.

Next, he carefully conducted several tests to prove that the flame converted from the power in his body was not just for show, and at least it could be used to ignite something.

However, this converted flame does not seem to radiate heat too far away. Even water droplets several centimeters away show no signs of evaporating.

Well... it means the utilization rate is very high and there is no waste. That's a good thing! Good thing!

Chongxiao's strong ability to accept things enabled him to quickly come up with a reasonable explanation.

Well, now that I can freely control the size and temperature of the flame, can I do the forging and recasting work as Master Mo Li said?

Chongxiao had actually made himself a handy weapon a long time ago... The standard equipment provided by the Guards Bureau was either common or not convenient, so a master of swordsmanship could only use a blast shield to smash people...

It’s outrageous, so outrageous!

If he was not short of money, he would definitely ask Mo Li to make one for him.

But now that I have the same conditions, maybe I can try to be "self-sufficient".

Chongxiao did not notice that just as he was lost in thought, thinking about what kind of weapon to create based on the fragments of memory in his mind, the increasingly blazing blue flame in his hand underwent another astonishing change.

They began to expand rapidly, forming a fireball that was two meters long, and then gradually condensed together, turning into a long sword shape...

Feeling that he seemed to be holding something in his hand, Chongxiao, who was immersed in the fragments of memory, finally noticed the changes in front of him, but for some reason, he didn't seem surprised at all, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Until the flames completely died out...

"call!"

Chongxiao, who was sweating profusely, exhaled heavily, and his face was full of fatigue.

However, his eyes, which had brightened again, were always focused on something... or to be more precise, a weapon.

A weapon that didn't exist in this world two minutes ago.

Master Mo Li, you are truly a master among masters!

……

A few days later, in Xingxiong's office.

Although he had doubts about Chongxiao's hidden power when he just returned to Longmen, Xingxiong felt relieved when he thought of Wei Yanwu's importance to him.

I knew it, if there was nothing special, how could Chief Wei pay so much attention to him?

After letting go, Xingxiong returned to his previous state and turned most of his attention to work.

Boom!Boom!

"Please come in!"

Xingxiong looked up and found it was Chongxiao, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Before she finished her words, she noticed that there seemed to be something extra behind Chongxiao, and he was holding a box in his hand.

"A gift for you."

"Gift? Why would you give me a gift for no reason?"

And how can you have money to buy gifts?

Xingxiong didn’t say the latter part…

Chongxiao just smiled without answering. He put the box on Xingxiong's desk and opened it.

"This is……"

What appeared in front of Xingxiong was a pair of short blades with ferocious and rough shapes, and something like an iron chain was connected to the handle.

The strange thing is that when Xingxiong saw them for the first time, he felt that these were definitely not ordinary weapons...

"This is the Chaos Blade. I think it's more suitable for you."

After saying that, Chongxiao showed off the sword on his back again, "Just like this Rebellion, I made them both. I guarantee they will be useful!"

……

(Volume 1: Sparks of Fire)

Chapter 36 This is the Yama Blade, the other side needs Chongxiao

Yama Blade, a gift from Chongxiao.

More than two months have passed since Texas obtained this weapon, but it still has not awakened its true power.

A weapon that can cut through any tangible object... That's how Chongxiao introduced it.

But how can a knife cut through rock and steel?

Even if one could use extraordinary strength, exquisite swordsmanship, or unique Originium skills, that would only be "temporary use". Cutting iron like mud is ultimately just an adjective, not a normal phenomenon.

Texas took a deep breath, placed the Yama Sword on his left waist, and held the hilt with his right hand.

At the same time, he lowered his center of gravity and stared at the target in front of him...even though it was five meters away from him.

With a light "ding" sound, the Yama Sword was instantly unsheathed and slashed diagonally from the lower left to the upper right, completing a not-so-standard but more practical Iai move.

In the swordsmanship that Texas has mastered, all moves prioritize killing the enemy, without seeking beauty, principles, or considering the consequences... As Chongxiao said, the lower limit is high and the upper limit is low, but if one can break through this shackles, perhaps one can reach the highest realm of kendo.

Texas naturally wouldn't think so far. Her main goal now is to learn how to use the Yama Blade's Dimension Slash.