If I don't film, I have to go home and inherit billions of dollars

Chapter 200 Are You Holding A Laser Bar?

"The swordsmanship on the island country, because of the difference in language, is easily mistaken for the technique of using a double-edged sword, but it is not. The weapon used in the swordsmanship on the island country is called a knife in our Hua country. Only Cut one side."

Wang Qing stroked a wooden knife in his hand and explained to other people in the room, "Although I don't know Feicun Jianxin's flying sword style, I have certain opinions whether it is swordsmanship or swordsmanship."

"Let's start quickly, Mr. Wang Qing. Mr. Fukumoto blows you up like a hero in martial arts movies." Morris said impatiently. Although the business is very important, the mysterious Huaguo Kungfu, he Also very interested.

"Don't rush."

Wang Qing smiled and shook his head, and came to the table in front of several people, "Most of the sword skills I know are practical skills, and it is still difficult for me to use them without enemies."

"Besides, I'm not an acrobat. If I'm not acting, I'm here to show you. I really don't have any moves to show."

Dayou Qi squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Qing, "Then you."

"One knife."

Before giving him a chance to finish speaking, Wang Qing gently tapped the table in front of him with the wooden knife in his hand, "I will use this wooden knife to cut off the table in one blow, and in the process, the people next to me will not be affected. "

"Forehead"

Morris looked at Wang Qing strangely, and touched the wooden table in front of him, "Mr. Wang Qing, I think you should think about it. Your ability in knife skills is still very important for the next audition."

Wang Qing held a wooden knife in his hand, and the table was also made of wood.

Although the table is simple and simple, with four wooden legs supporting a white board, it looks simple, but its toughness cannot be cut with a wooden knife. If Wang Qing uses a real knife, it will be different.

Fu Ben and Wang Heyue didn't speak, but they all looked at Wang Qing with some worry in their eyes.

"I won't say things that I'm not sure about." Wang Qing looked at them with a smile, "If you are afraid of danger, you can lean back a little. If you believe me, you can keep the current movement unchanged, or support the table from below Don't wait to fall."

The people sitting in the chairs looked at each other, and Morris and Otomo stood up straight away and stepped back to watch.

If they backed away, it would be just to listen to the sound, but if they kept their current actions unchanged, they would have to continue to sit by the table.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Zheng also stood up, and only Fuben, Wang Heyue, and He Tuantuan remained in place as he wanted, and they all supported the bottom of the table with their hands.

When Wang Qing came down with the knife, it is reasonable to say that the rebound and the loud noise produced by the force on the table were not acceptable to the people next to him.

But after all, it wasn't something life-threatening, and at most it was just frightened, so He Tuantuan and the others were willing to believe Wang Qing this time.

"There are many mysterious fields in the human body. In the final analysis, martial arts is to properly touch these fields and use some things that ordinary people seem to be difficult to do." Wang Qing slowly restrained his expression and looked straight at him with a serious expression. A few people still sitting on chairs.

He could feel the tension in their hearts, as well as the psychological defense and buffer being built.

Everyone in this room could feel that following Wang Qing's words, a very inexplicable temperament emerged from him, bringing people a sense of fear and deterrence.

They all looked at Wang Qing without blinking. Whether it was Morris and Dayouqi, two foreigners, or He Tuantuan, the Chinese people, they all trembled unconsciously.

At this moment, Wang Qing's life level seemed to be elevated, and this gap between levels stimulated their degraded wild instincts as advanced animals.

"Blade art is the use of weapons on the basis of martial arts. As long as you use the special power-generating skills to burst out in an instant, even this kind of blunt wooden knife can have a sharp blade! "

The moment the voice fell, the last two words in his words exploded in everyone's mind like thunder, and everyone's hair stood on end instantly.

One second after the other, their eyes saw Wang Qing's movements, but their brains didn't react at all.

And by the time they came back to their senses, everything was over.

what happened?
Has he already cut it off?

I seem to...saw the wooden knife go through the table.

Everyone's heart has no other emotions except shock. Everyone's dynamic vision is different, and the scenes they see are also different, but there is no doubt that Wang Qing did as he said, cutting off the body with a wooden knife. this wooden table.

Also, there seems to be...no sound during this process? !
There was no rebound force or sound as expected, the whole process seemed to them as if Wang Qing had slashed open the wooden table with a long knife that cut iron like mud.

"There is a saying in Rurouni's heart that I like very much."

Looking dazedly at first staring at the table and then turning his head to look at his other people, Wang Qing put away the wooden knife with a smile and said: "Swords are murder weapons, and sword skills are tricks to kill people. You don't need to use beautiful words to cover it up. Always true."

"Although my sword can't be used for performance, I can let you feel the meaning of its real existence. Himura Kenshin is a very good character, and now I like this drama very much. I hope to borrow this play, to experience the Warring States Period.”

As his last word fell, there was a bang in the room.

He Tuantuan, who was supporting the tabletop with his palms underneath, failed to support the tabletop because of his lack of strength, so he could only push it to the side.

"That. I'm sorry." She said apologetically.

Dayou Qi, who had been staring closely at Wang Qing, suddenly came back to his senses, first swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then quickly turned around and waved to He Tuantuan with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay."

The others didn't speak, and silently came to the fallen table, looking at the cut side.

Not to mention the neat incision, there is even no trace of tearing at all, just like
"Is that a laser rod in your hand?" Wang Heyue didn't follow the others to see the incision, but sat on the chair blankly and looked at Wang Qing, who was sitting next to the table.

He was directly opposite when Wang Qing swung the knife. The moment he landed, his mind went blank and he didn't even think about it. The wooden knife passed through the table directly.

"Is this martial arts?!"

And beside him, Fukumoto was even more exaggerated, and ran to Wang Qing's side with fanatical eyes, "Xiao Qing, do you think I still have a chance to learn martial arts at my age? Can I ask you to be my teacher?"

He himself is a fan of martial arts, otherwise he would not have introduced such an action movie to Wang Qing just because he had shown a little fur.

Now that he has really seen the insignificant martial arts that Wang Qing said, it is even more difficult for him to restrain his inner excitement.

(End of this chapter)