I Rely on My Versatility to Reach the Top of the Entertainment Industry [Ancient Times to Modern] - Chapter 33

“Alright,” the instructor standing at the starting line announced the conclusion of this run.

Fang Zexuan, who had just finished two laps, was panting heavily and deliberately wiped his sweat in front of Little A’s camera. Fang Zexuan’s fans flooded the screen with comments like “so heartbroken,” but these were quickly overwhelmed by remarks pointing out that Jing Yi didn’t even look like he had run at all.

Like most netizens in the live stream, the instructor paid no attention to Fang Zexuan.

He strode straight up to Jing Yi and asked, “What’s your name?”

“Instructor, I’m Jing Yi.”

Having long been familiar with this type of special training, Jing Yi met the instructor’s gaze, standing as straight as a pine tree, no less imposing than the instructor himself.

A look of appreciation flashed in the instructor’s eyes. He reached out and patted Jing Yi’s arm, feeling the tension in his muscles. “Trained before?”

Jing Yi replied, “Yes, Instructor.”

The instructor smiled slightly. “Care to spar with me?”

A flicker of surprise crossed Jing Yi’s eyes before he responded, “Sure, Instructor.”

Sparring meant a friendly match, stopping before things got serious—or so Jing Yi thought. But just then, the instructor’s smile vanished. “I know you didn’t give your all during the run. If you hold back during our match, you’ll skip meals today and carry a water bucket all day.”

This left Jing Yi silent, a trace of panic in his eyes.

After a long pause, he finally replied with a quiet “Okay.”

The dutiful filming robot, Xiao A, had already positioned itself to capture close-ups of the instructor and Jing Yi, zooming in particularly on Jing Yi’s expression.

The fair-skinned young man actually looked somewhat aggrieved, as if troubled by something.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments.

“Is he scared?”

“I don’t think it’s fear. Who remembers Jing Yi admitting he fought Murong Yi? Later, I heard no one was injured.”

“Spot on! Jing Yi is a real man who can wrestle big cats!”

“Blind guess: the instructor is in for it.”

A backend staff member selected one comment for Xiao A to read aloud.

“Come on, come on, place your bets! I’ll wager ten cents the instructor is gonna get owned.”

This comment made the instructor’s expression shift slightly.

He glanced sharply at the robot, his gaze piercing. Viewers in the live chat remarked that they could feel the instructor’s killer aura and that he was no ordinary man. Since this was the first time an instructor on the show had challenged a celebrity to a spar, some viewers screenshotted the moment and shared it on other social platforms, causing the live stream’s viewer count to skyrocket from 30,000 to 60,000—and it was still climbing.

Amid the lively banter and betting, everyone suddenly noticed the instructor walking over to Fang Zexuan, who was standing improperly and leaning on his knees, gasping for breath.

“You didn’t give your all either, but you’re panting like this? You must have won a lot of acting awards, huh?”

The remark was dripping with sarcasm, and the chat quickly shifted focus.

This instructor sounds just like my military training instructor—the sarcasm is oozing through the screen.

“+1.”

“How dare the instructor talk like that? Our Zexuan had a bone fracture before, so it’s normal for him to lack stamina.” “What’s wrong with these Fang Zexuan brain-dead fans?” “As a running enthusiast, I can confirm Fang Zexuan is definitely acting.”

“Panting like he’s headed for the emergency room after just two laps? Seriously?”

Some of Fang Zexuan’s fans started arguing with other viewers, but their accounts were soon suspended.

Infuriated, Fang Zexuan’s fans shared the live stream link across various fan groups, urging everyone to join quickly and back Fang Zexuan up.

At this moment, the instructor was already discussing Fang Zexuan’s punishment.

“The previous punishment was just for fun, but since you’re not taking the special training seriously, I can’t let you off easily. Besides the previous punishment, I’ll add an extra hour of horse stance on the spot.”

Fang Zexuan’s fans who had just entered the live stream were dumbfounded upon hearing this and began cursing the instructor for being inhuman, making someone who had just recovered from a fractured leg bone do horse stance.

The moderator issued a warning, and Fang Zexuan’s fans quieted down.

The live stream camera focused on Fang Zexuan, only shifting to the center of the field after he completed the first punishment with an adorable pose and began the second punishment of holding a horse stance.

The instructor took off his camouflage jacket, wearing only a tank top that revealed his strong and powerful arms with evenly distributed muscle contours.

Some longtime fans in the live stream commented: “I’m an old fan. Although the focus of the show isn’t on the instructor, I have to say this instructor’s physique is quite different from previous seasons’ instructors.”

“That’s exactly what I wanted to say. This instructor isn’t ordinary.”

“Were the previous ones regular instructors, and this one is special?”

While everyone was speculating, the instructor said to Jing Yi: “Take off your clothes too. Are you trying to go easy by keeping your jacket on?”

Jing Yi replied helplessly to the instructor and similarly removed his upper garment.

He was wearing an ordinary, loose-fitting cotton T-shirt, with only his arms visible.

During the New Year period, on Lu Yuzhi’s suggestion, he had been doing basic daily exercises to maintain his physique. He had also bought some exercise equipment for home use, so he still maintained some muscle tone.

But compared to the instructor, it was like an eagle facing a little white chick.

The instructor was also surprised when he saw Jing Yi’s physique.

Because Jing Yi’s appearance didn’t match what he had felt when patting Jing Yi’s arm earlier.

The instructor had actually come here to fill someone else’s spot. It was specially approved by higher-ups, essentially giving him temporary leave to rest and recover. After completing a bloody mission, they were worried he might have psychological issues.

He had thought this small task of being an instructor for celebrities would be boring and unoriginal, but he didn’t expect to encounter such an interesting celebrity.

The instructor curled his lips, the aura in his black eyes suddenly changing. Like a top predator that had found its prey, killing intent radiated from him.

Xiao A happened to be standing nearby, filming the instructor’s face from an angle that captured the side with the curled lip.

“Damn, what kind of beast-like eyes are those from the instructor?”

“Will our little Yi be okay?” The audience grew tense from the instructor’s gaze, and then the scene very cooperatively switched to Jing Yi.

Facing the instructor’s pressure, Jing Yi maintained his usual calm expression.

His brows and eyes showed no fluctuation, and the corners of his lips still maintained their comfortable curve.

That’s when the instructor moved.

His punches were fast, accurate, and fierce, with follow-up moves connecting instantly.

Jing Yi retreated, keeping his hands behind his back while dodging left and right.

The instructor’s attacks grew faster and faster, and Jing Yi’s evasion accelerated accordingly.

“Is this HD live streaming? Why do I feel like both their movements have afterimages?”

“It’s not network lag, is it… If not, this is a bit scary.”

“Oh oh, the instructor changed his attack pattern, why is Jing Yi still dodging?”

Just as everyone was suspecting whether Jing Yi would hide until the very end, the competition venue for the two had shifted to the obstacle course.

The instructor’s expression grew increasingly stern.

He vaguely sensed that Jing Yi was up to something.

Going all-out in attack was going all-out, and going all-out in evasion was also going all-out.

Jing Yi hadn’t disobeyed his authoritative command—he was merely exploiting a loophole in the wording.

Yet this only worsened the instructor’s mood.

In all his years in the military, no one had ever toyed with him, codenamed “Fierce Tiger,” like a mouse!

The instructor’s offensive gradually slowed.

The two moved as if showcasing their obstacle-running skills, from the hurdle zone to the sand area, and then to the plum blossom stakes area.

The audience was stunned.

Could an ordinary person move so swiftly on the plum blossom stakes without even looking at their feet, all while attacking, dodging, and advancing? Clearly not!

After the plum blossom stakes came the climbing net, surrounded by barbed wire.

A glint of triumphant laughter flashed in the instructor’s eyes. Once they reached this area, he was certain he could force Jing Yi to strike.

However, to the instructor’s astonishment, Jing Yi didn’t even glance at the net. The moment his body made contact with the climbing net, he maintained his gaze fixed on the instructor, stepped onto the net, and moved left and right, ascending higher and higher.

If facing forward, the instructor believed he could also manage without using his hands for support. But doing it backward? He wasn’t so sure he could pull it off.

Resorting to all-out evasion to spar with the instructor was something Jing Yi had no choice but to do.

If he were to truly attack the instructor with full force… he estimated the police would have the place cordoned off in no time.

It was just a pity that the instructor was too stubborn, showing no signs of backing down. In fact, his eyes only grew brighter.

With no other option, Jing Yi could only continue to evade.

A steel cable connected the climbing net to another section of the net.

Standing at the very top of the climbing net, Jing Yi, relying on his intuition, cautiously took a small step backward.

However, the person who had been relentlessly attacking him seemed to seize this opportunity, launching a sweeping leg strike.

The move was incredibly fast, as if aiming to reclaim lost ground, leaving Jing Yi with no chance to dodge.

“Ahhh, be careful, Yi-zi!”

“If he falls from ten meters in that posture, what if he injures his neck?”

“Serves Jing Yi right for showing off without using his hands. Now he can’t avoid it, can he?”

The audience’s comments were a mix of praise and criticism. Fang Zexuan, while holding a horse stance, revealed a malicious smile.

No one was more eager than him to see Jing Yi fall.

How could Jing Yi replace his position? He had exerted every ounce of effort to showcase himself, just to earn a spot in Galaxy and gain Lu Yuzhi’s favor. How could Jing Yi, merely by getting along well with an animal, overshadow all his hard work?

Lu Yuzhi and the others had no time to pay attention to Fang Zexuan.

While Sheng Xiaguang and Ji Lin were still frowning, Lu Yuzhi, with a worried expression, had already started running toward Jing Yi.

His amber eyes were fixed solely on Jing Yi’s figure losing balance, yet in the next second, his pace slowed.

“Holy crap! A reverse hanging golden hook???”

“What the hell? Using his feet to support his entire body—is Jing Yi even human?”

“Where’s the drone? Where’s the drone? I want a close-up version, damn it!”

The male viewers were unusually excited, howling and shouting amidst the chaos. The drone actually started up. The live stream screen split into two, with one screen clearly displaying Jing Yi’s entire face.

Close enough in proximity, high definition, the only flaw was that the image was reversed.

Yet Jing Yi remained expressionless, as if this difficult maneuver was hardly worth mentioning.

On another screen, the instructor’s shocked face was displayed.

However, the instructor quickly regained composure, stepping on the foot Jing Yi had hooked onto the steel cable. At the same time, the instructor executed a challenging aerial flip, grabbing the steel cable with one hand and suspending his body mid-air.

The live chat erupted with “Ahhh!” and “Holy crap!”

The audience’s hearts pounded like drums as they anxiously watched Jing Yi’s screen, only to see that Jing Yi had actually switched feet to hook the steel cable and even advanced forward a short distance!

The instructor’s mouth slightly agape, he gripped the steel cable and stared at Jing Yi, the live feed seemingly frozen in place.

Someone took the opportunity to watch the replay.

“Is the instructor trying to test Jing Yi’s limits? When he flipped down and reached out toward Jing Yi, was it to rescue him?”

“Probably. Even though it’s sand below, falling headfirst would still be dangerous.”

“Are these two immortals looking for disciples? I’ve always peed far since I was a kid, so my bones are quite extraordinary.”

“Could the person in front please have some shame? What’s wrong with saying that in public?”

“Holy crap, the instructor attacked again. That’s a bit shameless.”

Jing Yi felt that if he exposed any more of his abilities, he might be sent to a research institute.

Seeing the flicker of helplessness in Jing Yi’s eyes again, the instructor pursed his lips.

Sure enough, Jing Yi repeated his earlier move, switching feet on the cable and quickly putting distance between them to evade the attack. Immediately after, Jing Yi bent the leg hooked on the cable, using the opportunity to press the back of his other knee against the steel cable, forcefully transitioning from an inverted hook into an inverted version of a sit-up combined with a no-handed flip.

The perfect landing of such a high-difficulty move sent the comments section into a frenzy of screams.

There were even self-proclaimed national gymnastics team members saying Jing Yi would be perfect for winning gold medals in sports competitions.

In a split screen, the instructor also landed, his expression extremely resigned.

He realized that he and Jing Yi were no longer on the same level. Continuing to attack would only lead to him exhausting his stamina.

But that would waste today’s special training and prevent him from completing the training tasks for everyone.

“I surrender,” the instructor raised his hand. “You can punish me now.”

The comments were filled with “Jing Yi is amazing,” but the handsome young man on screen tilted his head slightly, looking puzzled. “Why should I punish you? We never agreed on that beforehand.”

The instructor’s lips twitched. “If you don’t punish me, I can’t get over this hurdle.”

Losing without punishment didn’t fit the rules.

Since the instructor insisted, Jing Yi had no choice but to say, “Then I’ll punish you to train us properly.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jing Yi spotted Lu Yuzhi in his line of sight.

Lu Yuzhi’s face was somewhat pale.

Not understanding why, Jing Yi approached Lu Yuzhi and was about to ask when Lu Yuzhi took a step forward and pulled him into a tight embrace.

It was a complete hug, even somewhat forceful.

Jing Yi didn’t find it particularly uncomfortable.

In fact, from Lu Yuzhi’s intensity, he sensed Lu Yuzhi’s overwhelming, pent-up emotions.

—He was being worried about. He was being cared for by Lu Yuzhi.

“Don’t scare me like that again, Jing Yi.” Lu Yuzhi’s voice was low and hoarse.

Jing Yi lowered his gaze.

After a long moment, he raised his hands and wrapped them around Lu Yuzhi’s waist, softly replying, “Okay.”

The embrace between the two was so heartwarming that female viewers in the livestream cheered enthusiastically, while male viewers spammed ellipses in the chat.

Behind them, the instructor’s mouth twitched once again.

“Lu Yuzhi, you’ve violated my order. After the hug, remember to run ten laps.”