Chapter 18: The Sudden Situation
The beginning of the Reiki Age.
Approved by the government and recognized by the public, there are three talk shows for practicing martial arts, and in order of popularity, they are "Practice Focus", "Martial Arts Success", and "Martial Arts Style"!
......
The scene of the thirteenth episode of the program "Martial Arts Success".
A small interview room.
The two spotlights with an oblique angle above seemed to illuminate the stage brightly, attracting the audience's attention, as if the center of the world, I saw the two female hosts get up and applaud, greet Ning Moli from the stage, and then sit down face to face.
'Awesome my master!'
'Nearly a centenarian, promoted to a martial saint, far ahead of the world's tens of billions of people!'
The two hosts glanced at each other, and originally wanted to habitually support them, it is common for the elderly to have bad legs.
But......
In front of him was a Martial Saint......
The third realm of martial arts, the pinnacle of evolution, and an otherworldly character!
Saw.
Ning Moli was wearing a black coat, stepping on white-edged black cloth shoes, and his straight trousers were swaying slightly, just like the retro style of the last century, with a majestic bearing, rigorous and formal, which made people unable to take their eyes off.
It must be known that today's interview guest, this martial saint is already ninety-four years old.
Even though the live broadcast of "Martial Arts is Successful" began, the two were still in shock, and the flood of emotions in their hearts was difficult to subside.
'Since the show started, I've seen the oldest martial saint...... Grandpa Ning is so inspirational, he struggles hard and refuses to accept old age, he cries and cries /(ćoć)/~~'
One of the hosts sighed secretly, adjusted his sitting posture, and opened his mouth to introduce.
The opening line is still the same.
No change.
The only differences are:
The hundred-year-old martial saint Ning Moli sat there silently, with white hair and a slight vicissitudes of life, as if he had experienced vicissitudes and had an unknown experience of suffering.
The host asked as usual: "What do you think of the Reiki era?" ā
Ning Moli: "Lie down and watch, how else can you see." ā
The two hosts were stunned, why don't you follow the script, it will be difficult for us.
Okay......
The Martial Saint guest, a centenarian, does have the qualifications to be willful......
Thinking of this, the two glanced at each other, and one of the hosts echoed: "Yes, yes, I usually like to lie on the sofa at home, brush up on the guidance materials of the Reiki era app, make a pot of tea, and drink a glass of juice, which is very pleasant." ā
Opposite side.
Ning Mo sat down with a blank face: "Lying on the sofa? ā
The pin drop in the interview room can be heard!
Instantly quiet!
The host hurriedly changed the topic: "It's not easy for you to break through the Martial Saint at this age, we all admire it very much, and I believe that the audience and friends are also very interested, this is a miracle...... Ning Wusheng must have endured a lot of hardships, perseverance and perseverance, to overcome difficulties and obstacles, with today's achievements, would you like to share your experience, or your experience in martial arts?"
Talking and talking.
Both men looked concerned.
At a great age, he can still practice martial arts, and this kind of martial arts saint naturally has its own traffic and popularity, which is a typical example of publicizing martial arts.
"Oh. ā
Ning Moli frowned, with a serious face, and said seriously: "Actually, it's because of ...... I cheated. ā
Moderator: "!!"
Offstage.
Next to the camera, the director was stunned, layers of cold sweat oozed from his head, and he gestured frantically to signal the audience to react.
"Haha~"
The audience was very cooperative, applauding warmly and cheering.
Although everyone doesn't understand, what is there to applaud this...... But the director was in a hurry, jumping straight there, and Wu Shengning Moli seemed to be very down-to-earth and interesting, which made people feel good.
And at this time.
The director of the program group is like an ant on a hot pot, spinning in place.
"You guys, you guys, please ask this martial saint to explain to the audience. The director grabbed the microphone, and the sound came into the earbud wireless headphones of the two hosts in the interview room, and then remembered that the one on the stage was a martial saint with super evolution of the five senses, and hurriedly folded his hands, kept moving, and whispered tentatively: "Ning Wusheng, Ning Wusheng, the whole country audience is looking at us, you accidentally say the wrong thing, it is easy to cause a live broadcast accident." ā
The middle-aged director reminded kindly.
Suddenly.
A deep and powerful voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of confusion: "Don't bully the old man for being old and reading little, the live broadcast is obviously delayed, can't you pinch that section just now?"
Hiss!
The transmission of the Martial Saint!
The Martial Saint heard what I said!
The director was taken aback, happy and afraid, and continued to speak in a low voice: "You must know that this is the 5G era, and 6G is about to come out...... There was no delay in the live broadcast this year, it was all real-time transmission!" Before the show started, there were thousands of instructions, but the staff didn't expect that Wu Shengning Moli's understanding of the live broadcast was wrong.
"...... It turns out that this is the case, Lao Tzu still uses a 4G card. Ning Moli suddenly realized and apologized slightly.
The middle-aged director was stunned.
The first time I saw a scolding martial saint.
Although it is a sound transmission, only he can hear it, but please pay attention to the image of a strong man.
"That's good. He whispered: "You just follow the script, don't make a mistake, so far the number of online viewers on major online platforms has exceeded 15 million." ā
And then.
There was no sound in my ears.
The director looked at the interview room in horror, Ning Moli was wearing a brand-new black coat, and sighed faintly: "I am successful in martial arts because of my talent...... God opened his eyes and opened my eyes. ā
"Ha, haha, Ning Wusheng, you are so funny. ā
The two hosts forced out a smile, and their hearts were galloping, and they almost had an accident on the show.
Ceiling spotlights illuminate the place.
Suddenly, Ning Moli stared at them and said with a concerned face: "Don't be nervous, two little girls, wipe your sweat and then say, I will definitely follow the script." ā
Quiescence!
The audience fell silent, silent!
Suddenly, the audience looked at each other and erupted in enthusiastic applause and laughter.
On the sofa in the interview room, the two hosts were completely stunned, stupid, now it's over, how to save the scene in such a situation, no matter how strong the host is in controlling the scene, I'm afraid that he will be weak.
Moreover, he controlled the field in front of a martial saint......
How big a heart to be.
They just can't do it.
"That's right. ā
"The third question is, on average, which is stronger or weaker between the Martial Saint and the Qi Refiner. ā
"Let's be honest. ā
"The Martial Saint is indeed slightly weaker than the Qi Refiner. ā
Ning Moli straightened his back, raised his hand, pinched his thumb and forefinger, and a gap was revealed in the middle, a slight gap: "Let's take a closer look, the Martial Saint is just a little bit worse than the Qi Refiner." ā
"As for the attack of the aura creatures. ā
"Please believe that in this land, even if the immortals, gods and Buddhas descend to earth, the demons and monsters will be revived, and we have the ability and determination to deal with everything. ā
Ning Mo finished speaking in one breath, refreshed.
However, he frowned slowly, and the two little girls opposite him were sweating again, and more, could it be that he had said the wrong thing again.
......
Offstage.
The director covered his face, grabbed his hair, and squatted down weakly.
What can he do.
He was also desperate.
Could it be that he went up and dragged Ning Moli down? A picture flashed in his mind, and the scolding martial saint warned online!
......
At the same time.
The traffic in the online live broadcast room has almost exploded.
The live broadcast screen, the barrage is like a river, and everyone laughs.
As soon as Ning Wusheng opened his mouth, his painting style changed. ā
"Centenarian, live online, tell the secret of becoming a martial saint~"
"Hahaha, the host's little sister wipes her sweat, and the martial saints of the people have promised you to follow the script!"
......
Ashram Institution, Base Six, Secluded Canteen of the Canteen.
"Murderous!"
"Ruthless!"
Seven people sat in a circle, head to head, and laughed at this moment.
Beside.
Qin Ming and Su Yixuan couldn't help but come over and happened to see this scene.
"Hundred-year-old Martial Saint?"
"How could there be such a thing?" Su Yixuan was taken aback, her eyes widened, like a pair of lychees: "Nearly a hundred years old, the human body functions are aging, and the body is fragile everywhere, how can you practice martial arts, let alone break through all the way, skip the great martial artists, martial artists, and be promoted to the third realm of martial arts." ā
Could it be ......
The older the flesh and blood body, the more intense and obvious the changes brought about by absorbing the aura?
"This!"
Su Yixuan was surprised and couldn't understand.
"Uncle Ning!"
Qin Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud, Uncle Ning had a clear mind, and his brain was really abnormal.
At the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief, as if there was a big stone falling in his heart.
It's good to be alive......
It's good to be alive......
Qin Ming was completely relaxed and relieved, and muttered twice silently.
As the thirteenth episode of the "Martial Arts Success" interview program continued to be broadcast, Ning Moli was full of spirit and high morale, admitting that the Qi Refiner was very strong, but it was also limited, as long as he was serious, he would not lose for three days and three nights.
"Ugh. ā
Qin Ming blinked, working so hard, Uncle Ning has joined the battle?