Chapter 393 You Lost
Ye Wanxi had no idea that before her sparring match with Wang Chongwu even began, everyone assumed she was destined to lose.
The group was shooting on location today, and the opening ceremony was held in a temple on a mountain.
The temple was already secluded, and the film crew had cleared the area, so now there were only a few young monks from the temple besides the film crew.
Wang Chongwu was the kind of person who fought with a wide-ranging, aggressive style. To avoid harming innocent people, he chose a large open space in front of the temple.
Other actors and staff members from the film crew came to watch the spectacle, but were only allowed to stand on the inside of the steps on the temple side.
The two walked over, bowed to each other face to face, and without saying a word, started fighting.
This startled the onlookers. Yun Youna grabbed the hand of another actress next to her, her face full of tension.
A punch came flying straight at her, but Ye Wanxi dodged it with a quick step.
Seeing this, Wang Chongwu became even more certain that Ye Wanxi was a trained fighter, and turned around to throw another punch.
Ye Wanxi seemed to have anticipated this, and with a turn, she ran to the other side.
The onlookers, though initially startled by Wang Chongwu's solid punch, quickly realized something was amiss.
"Why does it seem like only Master Wang is fighting, while the other one is just dodging?"
"That's right. Why hide? You should face it head-on. Hiding like a turtle is boring."
"So, you see, she's a woman after all. No matter what, she can't beat a senior martial artist who's been practicing since childhood. If she doesn't want to get beaten up, all she can do is hide like a turtle."
Yun Yuna's face darkened. She looked in the direction of the sound and immediately saw two young male actors standing behind the crowd, pointing and whispering at Ye Wanxi with disdain.
Her temper flared up immediately: "It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering. If you're so capable, why don't you go up and spar with Master Wang? If you can dodge a few punches like Wanxi, I'll be impressed."
These two were clearly bullies who preyed on the weak. As soon as they saw that it was Yun Youna who spoke, they immediately shut their mouths and dared not look her in the eye.
Yun Youna didn't feel relieved at all; on the contrary, she became even angrier: "Coward!"
This piece of trash dares to talk about Ye Wanxi? It doesn't even deserve to talk about Ye Wanxi!
Wang Chongwu fought for a long time but couldn't even touch the hem of Ye Wanxi's clothes, and he was also frustrated: "Don't dodge!"
Ye Wanxi chuckled: "Aren't you going to stand there and take the beating instead of dodging?"
Wang Chongwu choked for a moment, and his gaze toward Ye Wanxi held a hint of sorrow.
A tall man in his forties or fifties looking at people with that kind of gaze is completely unsympathetic; it only gives people goosebumps.
Ye Wanxi was no exception. She suddenly took two steps back and compromised, saying, "I won't dodge anymore."
Wang Chongwu's eyes lit up slightly, and he threw another punch.
Ye Wanxi turned her head to the side, avoiding his fist, but instead of turning behind Wang Chongwu as before, she raised her hand, grabbed Wang Chongwu's wrist, and twisted it downwards.
Seeing this, Wang Chongwu also grabbed Ye Wanxi's wrist to restrain her movements.
The two men's four hands were intertwined, neither willing to let go first, and so they became locked in a tight knot, unable to move.
But while his hands were immobile, his legs were still able to move.
Wang Chongwu kicked first, but Ye Wanxi anticipated his move and kicked him in the ankle instead.
Bang, bang, bang—
In just a few seconds, the two exchanged several blows with their feet, the dull thuds of their feet hitting flesh making onlookers feel pain in their flesh and bones.
"Damn, she can actually fight!"
Someone in the crowd shouted something, and Yun Yuna snapped out of her daze, excited and proud: "I don't know who said Wanxi only knows how to dodge, but if he were on the field, his legs would probably be broken by now."
The two male actors who had been acting strangely earlier suddenly felt dizzy and their faces were burning.
After a few quick footwork moves, Wang Chongwu was completely caught up in the moment, his face flushed with excitement.
Ye Wanxi noticed this, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she took the initiative to kick Wang Chongwu in the calf. Using the reaction force, she levitated her legs, twisted her hands forcefully, broke free from Wang Chongwu's control, spun around and leaped, landing a few meters away from Wang Chongwu.
The move was so beautiful and swift that it drew gasps of amazement from the onlookers.
Wang Chongwu was also somewhat surprised, but then a surge of excitement welled up inside him. He could tell that Ye Wanxi was getting serious!
After forcefully shaking his aching wrist, Wang Chongwu rushed forward again.
Ye Wanxi's face darkened, and she pulled out the fan from her waist and slapped away Wang Chongwu's fist that was swinging at her.
It was just a wholesale, ordinary velvet fan, but at that moment it acted like a heavy hammer, causing Wang Chongwu's fist to miss its mark.
Ye Wanxi flipped her wrist, and the fan seemed to come alive, spinning around Wang Chongwu's wrist before slapping it at his face.
The sound was loud enough to make anyone nearby feel a sting in their face.
Wang Chongwu didn't care and reached out to grab Ye Wanxi's arm.
Ye Wanxi slapped her fan left and right, knocking his hand away, and then flipped over to land on Wang Chongwu's shoulders.
Wang Chongwu froze, and reached out to grab Ye Wanxi's ankle, but she kicked him away. After a few more kicks, Ye Wanxi flipped over and landed on him.
At this point, it was clear to everyone that Ye Wanxi was still able to dodge, just like before, but she would also fight back.
In contrast, Wang Chongwu only knew how to fight, but he rarely had the chance to encounter Ye Wanxi, and he was powerless to fight back against Ye Wanxi's counterattacks.
After several rounds, Wang Chongwu was already panting, but Ye Wanxi's face didn't even turn red, and her makeup wasn't ruined, which showed that she still had room to maneuver.
Director Jiao was completely stunned at this moment, but after a moment of shock, he was overjoyed.
The official Weibo post supporting Ye Wanxi was at the request of higher-ups. Director Jiao didn't know Ye Wanxi's capabilities and didn't really think she could be that good in a fight.
But seeing is believing, and Ye Wanxi's fight with Wang Chongwu has fully demonstrated her strength.
Most importantly, her movements were so light and graceful, exactly what every director of a martial arts drama dreams of!
Director Jiao has no complaints about the higher-ups' decision to send her to the top. Just based on her martial arts skills, even if she's a pretty face with no expression, he'll still treat her like a treasure!
Meanwhile, the sparring between the two not far away had come to an end. Wang Chongwu once again took the initiative to attack, but failed to cause Ye Wanxi any harm. Instead, he managed to restrain one of her hands.
Before he could retaliate, Ye Wanxi flipped her fan, and the sharp handle pressed against his throat.
Wang Chongwu froze, looking past the seemingly fragile fan to meet Ye Wanxi's slightly cold eyes.
"You lose!"
(End of this chapter)
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