Godly Auxiliary System

"What does this person want?" A Staff was somewhat puzzled.    

"You don't know?" Hearing his tone, it seems like he wants to do something for us to see. " Another said.    

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he walked straight to a supporting role in a group performance.    

The group performance was a little nervous as Ye Lee said: "Brother, can you lend the sword to me for a bit?"    

"Alright, alright." The extras immediately gave him their props and swords.    

Ye Lee weighed it with his finger, the sword was very light, but it would not affect his performance much. At his level, there was nothing that could not be displayed, any skill that was revealed would be extremely mysterious.    

Swoosh.    

He drew his sword.    

The crowd only felt a flash of light before their eyes and an imposing manner appeared.    

Ye Lee smiled, he then started to move, he knew that these people did not know much about the martial arts, but they were looking at the moves and Qi!    

The sword stabbed out.    

Yan Yong, who was five or six meters away from him, suddenly felt his scalp go numb. He felt as if an ice-cold aura swept across his face, and then, his entire person revealed an expression of shock, as he took two steps back.    

A group performance further away:    

"Holy shit, this sword is so imposing!"    

"Do you feel a formless killing intent?"    

"Motherf * cker, this person must have used some sort of special effect. Why do I feel like his sword attack was full of wind?"    

Director Liu Dacheng and the assistant director were standing there.    

Liu Dacheng was dumbstruck. "This action, this aura …"    

The assistant director said, "This young man's sword skills are really amazing. Have you practiced it before?"    

Some of them had been in the industry for more than ten or eight years. In order to make a movie, they had all been studying martial arts seriously, but at this time, they were all standing on the spot in a daze.    

"Expert!" This is a true expert! "    

Not long after, Ye Lee stopped his movements, his entire person's sword force and aura slowly disappearing, but to the others, it was still extremely shocking.    

No, it could no longer be described as astonishing.    

It was simply too powerful!    

"Teacher Yan, I heard that you are a martial arts director, but do you think that my movements are professional?" Ye Lee smiled, in this kind of place, he wanted to use his strength to crush them.    

Yan Yong was completely stunned, he took a deep breath, he had a martial arts foundation, but the sword technique that the opponent used just now was simply beyond his expectations, it was too profound and sharp, causing him to be unable to calm his heart.    

Everyone on the stage was just watching for fun. Some of them understood, some did not, while some did not. At this moment, they were all listening attentively to see what their teacher, Martial Finger Yan would say next.    

"Hur hur." Yan Yong forced himself to open his mouth, and with a look of reluctance, he said, "This friend's sword techniques are indeed shockingly powerful, but it's a coincidence, as a martial arts director, I have given very little guidance towards weapons-related things. The《 Crossing Rivers and Dragons》 that I taught, was starring the Heavenly King, and there were more than ten scenes of hand-to-hand combat.    

Everyone could tell that Teacher Yan was avoiding talking about it. They had seen Teacher Yan play with swords before, so she was clearly much weaker than this young man.    

"Oh? In that case, does Teacher Yan specialize in the art of hands and feet? I wonder if you can show me? " Ye Lee's face revealed an expression of interest.    

Yan Yong's face did not look good, at the moment, he had already completely regarded the other party as a capable man, and might even be a person who specialized in weapon sword techniques. If he did not make a comeback in front of everyone, he would lose a lot of face.    

"Alright, since I've been practicing martial arts since I was young, I'm most proficient at the Eight Trigrams Palm. Since you're so interested, I'll demonstrate it once!"    

Yan Yong's face became serious, but when he talked about Eight Trigram Palm, a proud look flashed across his face. He had said that it was true, he had learnt martial arts since young, if not he would not have been able to achieve such a feat in the industry. His Eight Trigram Palm was something that was passed down in the past!    

To be able to use close-combat techniques, was that what he was adept at, or was it the Eight Trigrams Palm?    

Ye Lee's expression did not change as he stood there. He felt that this was getting interesting.    

Yan Yong took a deep breath, his Qi sinking into his Dantian, he suddenly stood in position.    

The supporting cast next to the director:    

"Look, Teacher Yan is about to make her move!"    

"I heard that the Eight Trigram Palm is Teacher Yan's last resort!"    

"Back in the day, I heard that many of the moves in this movie were evolved from this martial arts technique. Even foreigners were stunned by it."    

Yan Yong bellowed, and then began his own punches on the spot, one move at a time, extremely slow.    

Speaking of which, it was strange, this young man in front of him was giving him such a huge amount of pressure, under this stimulation, Yan Yong's moves became more rounded, he felt that he had improved, if he wanted to give himself a point, he could at least get 120 points!    

It was out of the ordinary!    

Ye Lee looked at Yan Yong's figure that was moving, but the more he looked, the weirder his eyes became.    

His heart surged with doubt. This was the Eight Trigrams Palm?    

No, there were at least eight changes to that palm strike just now. And this palm strike, wasn't it about gravity? His face was flushed red. Just how much effort had he put in? Where's the piss?    

"Wait, stop, stop!" Ye Lee could no longer hold it in and shouted for it to stop.    

Yan Yong's movements could not help but stop. What did the other party mean, was he actually feeling inferior after reading half of it?    

Thinking about it made sense. In the modern world, it was quite rare to see a martial art like him, who had received the teachings of a true disciple.    

"You just hit it, what the hell is that? Why is it so gaudy, if you don't use force at the right place, is that the Eight Trigrams Palm?"    

Ye Lee asked directly, but this one sentence, stunned Yan Yong completely.    

"What do you mean? Do you really know the Eight Trigrams Palm?" I think that the sword technique you just performed is pretty good, and should be the kind that you have studied for ten years in the field of weapons-related martial arts. Yan Yong's expression became especially unsightly, as he completely did not expect the other party to say such words.    

"Hai."    

Ye Lee shook his head and sighed, no one knew what he was feeling regretful: "To be honest, I really don't know any sword techniques, and I was playing around with that sword technique, and I don't know much about hand and foot, but I do know about the Eight Trigrams Palm, if it wasn't for you being so bad at it, I wouldn't say it like that."    

Everyone else on the field: "…"    

What did that mean? That sword-art just now was so powerful. You said that you don't understand sword-arts?    

And this Eight Trigrams Palm, you know that Teacher Yan has just finished a set? Was it because she was being too bad? We all know that you are powerful, but aren't your words too arrogant? Even if you want to act tough, can you not be so excessive?!    

Ye Lee did not care about what the others thought, he really knew the Eight Trigrams Palm, there was no other way, it was just too familiar, right now he not only knew the normal Eight Trigrams Palm, he even knew the higher level Innate Eight Trigrams Palm, that was just a casual play, was there a need to deceive you? What's the point?    

Ye Lee slowly let out a breath of air, and said: "Watch carefully, I've only given you one of this Eight Trigrams Palm."    

After he had finished speaking, he drew a half circle with his hand and made a palm with his foot.    

In this public place, Ye Lee would naturally not unleash the power of the entire palm technique. If he was not careful, even if he did not injure anyone, he would lose out to the item that he used, so he restrained the power and aura of the palm technique 99%, and slowly released it.    

The crowd suddenly felt that something was wrong with the surrounding airflow. Waves of strong wind rose up into the air. This young man was clearly practicing his punches, but he had the feeling that he was drawing in the sky. This kind of mysterious feeling was simply indescribable.    

Most people could not understand what was going on. However, when faced with this aura, they did not know why they were frozen in place. They were inexplicably shocked!    

Yan Yong's eyes were wide opened, his mouth agape, he was stupefied!    

Completely stupefied!    

What is this? [Is this the Eight Trigrams Palm?]    

As he continued to read, his forehead started to sweat, and his entire body started to tremble uncontrollably!    

He had never seen such a Eight Trigrams Palm. He felt that this realm far surpassed the level of his master, who had passed it down to him all those years ago!