Chapter 536: Chapter 536

As soon as she finished speaking, she hurried over to the props area and picked up the imitation long snake, weighing it for a moment. It was at least two meters long, and she nodded silently to herself.

"I don’t know many Martial Arts, but I do know a few whip techniques. This one is called ’Roaming Dragon, Stunning Goose.’ When wielded, it’s flexible as a roaming dragon, graceful as a startled goose, and seems as alive as any creature."

He Jinxia grabbed the head of the snake, brandishing the body swiftly with a swish-swish, the lash cracking on the ground. The body of the snake rippled like waves in the sea, undulating in the air. With a turn, the body of the snake seemed to move in unison with her.

Several times, gasps arose from the crowd, as the "whip" almost struck He Jinxia when retracted, but it always stopped just in time, precariously and abruptly, in front of her.

Having had her fun with this, He Jinxia moved on to another technique and said, "This whip technique is called ’Immortal’s Guidance.’ Its peculiarity lies in choosing the enemy’s weak points during combat. It’s both defensive and offensive, poking and entangling. Like an immortal’s unpredictable guidance, it varies immensely, like a frenzied dancing serpent, dazzling to the eyes." Updates are released by N0velFire.ɴet

As she spoke, her hand movements became faster, the whip dancing with a swish-swish-swish, blurring into afterimages.

It was clearly just one whip, but to everyone watching, it seemed to split into two, then four, then six, endlessly transforming.

The crowd couldn’t help but let out another gasp!

"That’s amazing; this is Chinese Martial Arts!"

"Feels like it’s even more impressive than our superheroes, no high-tech needed, just a whip can be used as a weapon!"

"I’ve heard that those in Huaxia who specialize in Martial Arts can chop bricks with their hands, break stones on their chests, and even swallow swords without dying!"

"Gosh, that’s miraculous. I definitely have to visit Huaxia if I get the chance!"

A slight smile appeared on He Jinxia’s face as she reveled in her secret amusement.

These so-called Martial Arts were all learned in ancient times, not nearly as magical as modern tales suggest, with no ability to run on walls or extract enemy leaders from amidst legions; she had learned these skills solely for self-defense.

After all, as an Oiran, she was an easy target for those intent on stealing beauty, so the Red Building had specialized teachers to instruct them in self-defense.

Her greatest skill was the whip technique, and she would keep a whip by her bed every night, ready to defend herself at the first sign of trouble.

She was proficient, having repelled several of those thieves back in the day!

There was once an Oiran at the Red Building who excelled in swordplay, capable of impaling would-be assailants on the spot. He Jinxia’s whip skill was not yet that advanced; at most, she could only inflict some superficial wounds—not enough to kill.

On set, He Jinxia, wielding the whip, suddenly shouted, "Throw something at me!"

Some were stunned and didn’t react, while others, excited, subconsciously tossed what they had in their hands—

A black object arced through the air towards her, descending in a slow parabola.

With keen eyes, He Jinxia timed her strike perfectly and "snap," knocked the object down midair.

The item landed with a "thud" on the ground, and everyone looked to see that it was a... phone?

The assistant director quickly pushed through the crowd, picked up the phone from the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Good, good, only the screen’s broken. It can be fixed with a screen replacement."

Everyone relaxed a bit, looking at He Jinxia with even more amazement, their eyes twinkling like stars in the sky.

He Jinxia had put away the "whip" and wasn’t planning to perform any longer. She looked up and was momentarily puzzled—why were they all giving her such strange looks?

She said, "Director, I have finished my part. Can I leave now—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the word "leave," the group immediately surged toward her, surrounding her excitedly, saying:

"He Jinxia, teach me Chinese Martial Arts, I want to learn the whip!"

"...Whip is not easy to learn, you must be prepared for self-torture."

"He Jinxia, I want to learn Chinese Martial Arts, and I want to learn that Kuihua Manual you mentioned. Where can I learn it?"

"...Are you sure? To practice this technique, you must first castrate yourself."

"He Jinxia, where are Shaolin and Wudang? I want to go there to apprentice!"

"...Your physique has already settled, they won’t take you as a disciple."

Surrounded by people for a full half-hour, He Jinxia was unable to leave. It was only when Director Wilson saw it was getting late and personally spoke to disperse the crazy crew, warning everyone not to disturb her, that He Jinxia was finally freed from her suffering.

Back at the hotel, she turned her head and saw Sister Xiao Hua looking at her with shining eyes, about to say something, He Jinxia immediately interrupted:

"If you want to learn the whip, I can teach you, but this weapon is all about the connection with the user. Your physical condition is not bad, but that doesn’t mean you’re suited for the whip."

Cheng Xiaohua looked at her with a smile: "Jinxia, you are the best boss in the whole world, absolutely!"

He Jinxia snorted lightly, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly, but she didn’t speak.

Cheng Xiaohua, struck by a thought, curiously asked: "When did you learn whip technique, I’ve never seen you use a whip before!"

He Jinxia had her explanation ready, speaking methodically: "I learned boxing when I was trying to lose weight, and I’ve played Eight Silk Brocade, Tai Chi Boxing, and many other healthy exercises. As for that whip technique—"

She deliberately paused mid-sentence, leaving Sister Xiao Hua itching with anticipation, and then suddenly said with a smile: "Actually, I made it all up."

Cheng Xiaohua was astonished: "What?"

He Jinxia: "I’m not someone who has been practicing Martial Arts since childhood, how could I possibly know whip technique?"

"I played around with a whip when I was dieting and found it not too difficult. Plus, I have good physical condition, flexibility, and balance, and I can dance. So, just by fiddling around, I was able to manage the whip."

Cheng Xiaohua looked somewhat bewildered: "You mean to say, you invented those whip techniques?"

He Jinxia said cheerfully: "If you like to think so, that’s fine. Anyway, if you want to learn whip from me, you’ll find out as you go that I treat it like dancing. If you really want to learn, you must start with learning to dance from me."

Cheng Xiaohua looked down at her short stature and then tried to picture herself dancing on stage, shivering at the thought, goosebumps breaking out on her skin.

The image was too beautiful; she dared not contemplate it.

Cheng Xiaohua immediately chickened out, hastily waving her hands: "No, no need, I won’t learn."

He Jinxia reached out and patted her shoulder, tempting her: "Are you sure you don’t want to learn? It’s not only good for fitness but also for catching bad guys in the name of justice."

Cheng Xiaohua shook her head resolutely, eyes closed in resignation: "Anyway, I’m definitely not going to dance!"

He Jinxia seeing her unshaken, gave a light sigh, a look of regret on her face: "I actually kind of wanted to teach you, I’ve never taught anyone before."

Cheng Xiaohua suddenly felt a chill creep up her body and subtly moved a few steps away from Jinxia. Why did it feel like she was a lab rat being eyed up?