This actor needs more money

"Stuck, pass!"

"Congratulations to Ding Xiu for finishing the film!"

Under director Yuan Bing's heavy and powerful announcement, Ding Xiu was finished.

Everyone applauded.

Miao Yi bought a bouquet of flowers from somewhere and handed it over to everyone's hesitation.

"Congratulations on wrapping up your first drama. Remember to treat me to dinner tonight."

"Definitely." Ding Xiu looked at the white-bearded old man Yu Chenghui outside the venue who was about to leave, and said quickly: "See you later."

Facing Yu Chenghui's back, Ding Xiu chased after him and stopped him before getting in the car.

"Senior, stay."

The first time he met Yu Chenghui, he wanted to fight. From then on, it was always Chenghui's promise of another day, and he didn't even wait until he finished filming and left.

Thanks to the change of male lead, Yu Chenghui's scenes needed to be reshot, so he was invited back.

After finally catching the opportunity, Ding Xiu didn't want to miss it. He would leave the crew tomorrow and there would be no next time if he didn't compete.

"What's the matter?" Yu Chenghui turned around.

"I heard that you are very good at swordsmanship, but I don't believe it."

"Haha, if you want to challenge you, just say so. It's not like I won't agree."

Ding Xiu smiled and made an inviting gesture towards the cave in Siguo Cliff.

The scenery of "Si Guo Ya Ya" cost the crew 1 million. The scene is grand and beautifully decorated, almost replicating the appearance of the original ecological cave one to one. The actors and staff who have seen the scene said that Zhang Jizhong has a conscience.

However, Ding Xiu had a different view. He felt that Lao Zhang must have received kickbacks because he shot only a few scenes for a million-dollar scene.

I chose a Ming Dynasty prop knife on the spot. After trying out the feel, Ding Xiu inserted the knife into the scabbard. The knife was a bit short and too light, so I could barely use it.

"It's finished, what are you doing?" Yuan Bing was confused.

"Senior Yu and I are sparring and discussing. I don't want to be disturbed by outsiders, so I'll borrow the cave for a few minutes."

Following Ding Xiu's gaze, Yuan Bing saw that Yu Chenghui also picked up a sword, and suddenly became excited: "Wrap it with me, I'm sure no one will bother you."

The two entered the cave one after another. Others were curious and wanted to take a look, but were scolded away by Yuan Bing.

Ding Xiu and Yu Chenghui were five meters apart. One held a knife and the other held a sword. The two sides opened their stances and held each other's hands.

"Senior, we only distinguish between superior and inferior, not life and death."

Yu Chenghui's eyelids twitched. If he didn't say this in love, the two of them would be separated in life and death. How about risking their lives in a martial arts contest?

"please."

"please."

Ding Xiu became interested when he saw Yu Chenghui making a horse stance and holding a sword with both hands.

"A two-handed sword? It's interesting."

"Yes, it's a two-handed sword." Yu Chenghui said: "The advantage of holding a sword like this is that it is fast. Boy, be careful."

Ding Xiu half-squinted his eyes and said, "My sword is also very fast and very powerful."

At the entrance of the cave, Yuan Bing watched the sparring that was about to begin.

He had seen Yu Chenghui's swordsmanship before. He was already tall, his arms were longer than ordinary people, and he held the sword with both hands. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was as fast as lightning. It hit his throat in an instant, making it difficult for people to guard against him.

People in the industry praise him for his fast speed, tricky angles, vicious moves, strong strength, and very practical combat ability.

But after seeing Ding Xiu's gesture of placing his right hand on the handle of the knife, Yuan Bing frowned.

"Yin hand knife!" Yu Chenghui expressed his doubts.

The gesture of a normal person holding a knife is with the tiger's mouth facing the tip of the knife. This is called a Yang-hand knife. Holding the handle of the sword backwards, with the tiger's mouth facing outward, this is called the Yin Hand Sword. It is common in RB's kendo and is usually used for the Iai Slash, which means drawing the sword to cut.

Ding Xiu had already closed his eyes without replying to him.

After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that he didn't move, Yu Chenghui felt insulted. She glared, shouted, stepped forward several times, sank her body, and stabbed diagonally with her sword.

"What a tricky sword." Yuan Bing was worried for Ding Xiu.

An expert knows the way. Despite his age, the old man has a well-deserved reputation as a swordsman. These few steps may seem ordinary, but in fact there is a mystery inside. The first few steps are just fake moves. Until the last second, you don’t know what his sword is. Where to stab.

To Yuan Bing's surprise, squatting down was also a fake move used by the old man. He stood up in less than half a second, turned his upward sword downward, and struck Huashan with a powerful move.

This is the trump card.

Ding Xiu moved, and when the sword light was about to fall, he opened his eyes with a smile on his lips.

"Qiang!"

The long sword was lifted out of its sheath and blocked horizontally by Yu Chenghui's sword.

The old man was older and stronger. The moment they touched each other, Ding Xiu's wrists went numb and he had to take a small step back to lower his center of gravity.

While the swords were clashing, Ding Xiu turned sharply to the left to avoid the edge of the sword, and held the sword with both hands instead. Then he quickly dived down, from top to bottom, and slashed at Yu Chenghui's falling sword, which he had no time to retract.

"Clang!"

Half of the sword fell to the ground.

A sword was gently placed on his shoulder, and Yu Chenghui, who was holding half of the sword in his hand, was dumbfounded.

Yuan Bing, the only spectator, opened his mouth wide and even dropped his cigarette butt to the ground without reacting.

What did he see? They met each other and decided the winner in one move. Ding Xiu first drew his sword to block the falling sword, then turned around and held the sword with both hands.

One yin and one yang, the two hands held the sword in different postures and slashed down at the same time, breaking Yu Chenghui's sword in one fell swoop.

"Impossible, how could it be so fast?" Yuan Bing shook his head in disbelief and murmured: "Ding Xiu started later, how could he arrive first?"

Suddenly, he saw the scabbard lying on the ground behind Ding Xiu, and understood something.

Ding Xiu drew the sword quickly and pulled out the scabbard with his left hand at the same time, saving a few tenths of a second. Don't underestimate these few tenths of a second. If he had been slower, Yu Chenghui's sword would have fallen in front of him. The door is closed.

"What kind of sword technique are you doing?" Yu Chenghui asked.

Ding Xiu held a sword in his arms, picked up the scabbard on the ground, and put the cracked sword back in: "Have you ever heard of Japanese swordsmanship?"

Yu Chenghui shook his head and asked: "Island country swordsmanship?"

"Qi Family Sword Technique." Ding Xiu said calmly: "It comes from the Qi Family Army and is specially used to defeat Japanese pirates."

"Good sword skills." Yu Chenghui didn't care. He praised it when he heard that it was used to fight against Japanese pirates. After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at half of the sword: "Why did my sword break?"

"I hit the same spot twice, it's weird that it keeps happening."

"Then why didn't your knife break?"

"The first time the swords collided, I used the middle position of the blade, and the second time I used the forward position of the blade. The two blades were different, so the loss was not big."

In the final analysis, the quality of the weapons is not good. The prop swords used by the crew are made of steel in order to be realistic, but they are not sharp and cannot hurt anyone.

This kind of steel has not been tempered and will curl when touched and break when pressed hard.

If Ding Xiu's former Mei Ying still had so many things to do, he wouldn't have to cut the same place twice.

Throwing the half-cut sword on the ground, Yu Chenghui took out his mobile phone and said: "Leave a phone number and we can discuss it again when we have the opportunity."

"Okay!" Ding Xiu said after writing down Yu Chenghui's number, "Are there many people like you?"

"Why do you think people call me Sword Master?"

"understood."