Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm Chapter 315 - 321: The True Master of Swordsmanship

[TL/N: Here's the 10 Chapter you guys are asking for. -_-]

By the beach.

The cool sea breeze swept away the darkness of dawn, creating layers of ripples on the sea's surface.

The morning sun spread across the horizon, stretching onto the golden beach and reflecting dazzling light.

In front of the beach was a flat rocky area, where a sizable temporary camp had been set up.

At this mont, the camp had transitioned from silence to a noisy bustle, as crew mbers crawled out of their tents. Under the direction of the assistant director, they began their busy day.

The crew was tidying up the set and preparing props.

Two mbers from an environntal protection organization in Nairobi were loudly reminding everyone to avoid damaging or polluting the natural environnt of the beach.

"They're so annoying!" Keira whispered into Martin's ear.

Since that night, the young girl seed to have developed a certain attachnt to Martin, constantly sticking by his side.

Martin didn't have much issue with the environntal mbers. As a succubus, he too was fond of nature, though not to the extre of elves.

Additionally, the Nairobi environntal mbers were part of the United Nations, making them more legitimate compared to those grassroots environntal organizations with various agendas.

At a vacant spot on the beach, a large tent had been set up to serve as the temporary makeup room for the actors.

Martin's makeup was quite complex, and it took over an hour before he finally erged.

The "handso young man" had transford into the "charming pirate"!

Dressed in full pirate attire, Martin stood on a rock, gazing out at the vast blue ocean. His eyes conveyed a mix of loneliness, lancholy, relief, and indifference.

For a mont, he seed to exude an aura of independence, as if he belonged to another world.

He was searching for the right feel, replaying scenes of Captain Jack Sparrow in his mind, occasionally referencing the temperant of certain sea creatures from the World of Gods and Demons.

Jerry Bruckheir, pointing to Martin with the caraman, said, "Get this shot. It's perfect for behind-the-scenes footage or even as part of the movie."

Keira, already made up, stood nearby, gazing adoringly at Martin striking a dramatic pose on the rock. The image of that night ca to her mind again, causing her face to flush.

"Keira, go practice your swordplay," a crew mber, lacking tact, urged.

Keira pouted, feeling dejected, and turned away. She was about to go practice with that long-nad guy again—his swordsmanship was no match for Martin's.

Robert Jas Gilbert Anderson—he was the "long-nad guy" Keira referred to, also the sword-fighting instructor for the Pirates of the Caribbean crew.

Among the three lead actors, Martin was an expert in swordsmanship, and Orlando had learned swordplay while filming The Lord of the Rings. Only Keira had to start from scratch.

This was the source of Keira's frustration.

Robert Jas Gilbert Anderson wasn't an ordinary person. A forr Olympic fencer from England, his career in athletics wasn't particularly renowned. However, he was famous in the film industry, having served as a sword-fighting consultant for movies like 007, Star Wars, and Pirates of the Caribbean. He even portrayed Darth Vader's stunt double in Star Wars!

Interestingly, after arriving on set, he had personally experienced Martin's swordsmanship. While acknowledging his defeat, he openly admitted that Martin possessed master-level skills.

If Martin focused on swordplay, Anderson even felt that Martin would be more suited for the role of sword-fighting instructor than himself—because Martin not only had superb swordsmanship but could also create spectacular, graceful fight choreography at any mont.

For instance, the fight between Jack Sparrow and Will Turner in the swordsmith's workshop.

Martin had only asked Robert Anderson to design Will's movents and positioning. He then improvised his own actions and positioning based on Will's.

At the ti, Robert Anderson didn't fully understand Martin's thod and watched with a sowhat mocking attitude, even secretly suggesting to producer Jerry Bruckheir to prepare an ambulance in case of injury.

Director Gore Verbinski also thought it was unreliable, but since Martin was the investor, he had no choice but to comply. Jerry Bruckheir had already agreed to Martin's request, even shaking his head.

However, once the filming began, everyone was shocked by Martin's on-the-spot performance.

It was flawless!

In the narrow swordsmith's workshop, Martin effortlessly responded to Will Turner's attacks, using the environnt—tools and the terrain—as props in their duel.

The loft, the anvil, the pressure windmill, the sword forest, and more all beca part of his arsenal, showcasing a battle full of creative, fluid moves.

Not only were the movents exciting to watch, but they also carried a sense of humor, reminiscent of Hong Kong action star Jackie Chan's style—though still distinct.

Jerry Bruckheir had once witnessed Jackie Chan's action choreography on the set of Rush Hour, where each fight sequence was the result of nurous attempts and failures. There were even tis when stuntn were injured, and Jackie Chan himself had been hurt a few tis, causing the insurance company to beco extrely worried, eventually banning him from performing certain dangerous stunts.

Martin, on the other hand, improvised based on his opponent's moves, a much more complex approach, yet he did it effortlessly. Orlando almost sprained his ankle during one jump.

Was this guy a combat genius?

After this incident, Robert Anderson, driven by curiosity, sought to experience Martin's swordsmanship firsthand.

Martin didn't bully the older man—after all, Anderson was in his sixties. He slowed down and reduced his strength, relying on technique alone to overwhelm Robert Anderson.

After their match, Robert was so excited that he exclaid Martin's swordsmanship was not only aesthetically pleasing but also highly practical—when he wielded his sword, it was simply magnetic, impossible to look away from.

Robert even believed that if Martin had lived in dieval Europe, he would have been the king of duels, and noble ladies would have been completely captivated by him.

Martin calmly accepted the old man's praise and even teasingly asked Keira Knightley, who was watching, "Did I srize you?"

The young girl quickly nodded, her face turning bright red.