Returning after three years of reincarnation in the world of martial arts

Chapter 194 Ouchi enshrines the rootless flower of Qin Jingyu

The two hosts also ran to Feng Yucheng's side.

Even the program director and others ran up several times, and everyone was very nervous.

They couldn't help being nervous, even though the Binhai Media behind this show had a lot of money and a deep background, and was one of the five major media in Dayan.

However, "Wu Zhuangyuan" was ordered to suspend the competition for three days because Zhu Qihen died in the ring three days ago. Now that the rectification period has just passed, "Wu Zhuangyuan" has just restarted. In order to ensure the safety of the players, Binhai Media even invited Da Nei to enshrine Qin Jingyu and escort everyone without precedent.

Just imagine: If under such circumstances, another player died in the ring on the first day of the re-start, and the one who died was the well-known "gun god" Feng Yucheng, would this show still be possible?

This is the flagship program of Binhai Media!
If Binhai Media loses this program, it is no different from a man losing his roots.

For a moment, Li Zhongwu, who had won the match, stood on the ring, and no one paid any attention to him.

The chief director of the show, Shang Jingquan, ran up to the ring and came to Feng Yucheng's side, and asked Qin Jingyu, who was already checking Feng Yucheng's injuries, in a low voice.

"Qin's worship...is there still a way to save it?"

Qin Jingyu glanced at him, did not make a sound, but waved to an assistant beside him, pointed to the wound on Feng Yucheng's heart, and ordered lightly: "Cut off the clothes on the wound! Hurry up!"

The assistant was a young girl. Hearing this, she hurriedly opened the medical kit she carried with her, took out a pair of stainless steel scissors, and cut open the clothes on Feng Yucheng's chest wound with a few clicks.

The other assistant was also a young girl. Without Qin Jingyu's instructions, she skillfully used tweezers to hold the white cotton and wiped the blood from Feng Yucheng's wound.

Under the gaze of all the people, Qin Jingyu unhurriedly stretched out his hand from his wide sleeve and took out... a small white flower.

This scene almost stunned the audience and those who were watching the live broadcast.

On the ring, Li Zhongwu, who had already walked up to Feng Yucheng, also looked at the small white flower in Qin Jingyu's hand in surprise.

This little flower has about a dozen petals, and none of them are white and crystal clear, without any blemishes.

He frowned and looked at it, subconsciously sniffing his nose, but he didn't smell the fragrance of flowers.

Before he could see clearly, Qin Jingyu held the little flower completely in the palm of his hand, and as he rubbed his fingers, drops of water-like juice dripped onto Feng Yucheng's wound.

A miraculous scene happened, as drops of juice dripped onto the wound, the wound on Feng Yucheng's chest unexpectedly stopped bleeding.

After a while, Qin Jingyu frowned, and reached out to take out a small white flower from the wide sleeve of his left hand.

Still holding Xiaohua in the palm of his hand, slowly rubbing his fingers, letting drops of juice drip onto Feng Yucheng's wound.

At this time, with the use of the juice, Li Zhongwu finally smelled a faint fragrance.

When he smelled the fragrance, Li Zhongwu couldn't help showing a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Because when he couldn't smell the fragrance of flowers, he already suspected that this small white flower was an illusion created by Qin Jingyu with supernatural powers. It could deceive people's vision, but not their sense of smell.

But now I can also smell the fragrance of flowers, could it be... Isn't this flower an illusion created by supernatural powers?

"Let's bandage!"

Qin Jingyu got up and ordered lightly, a female assistant handed over a clean white towel, Qin Jingyu took it casually, wiped his hands casually, looked at Li Zhongwu with a flat look, but didn't say anything to Li Zhongwu, just looked at it with deep meaning With one glance, he turned and left.

An assistant skillfully applied a plaster to Feng Yucheng's wound, and then bandaged it with gauze.

"Is it all right? Is it gone?"

The chief director of the show, Shang Jingquan, anxiously asked the female assistant who bandaged the wound.

The female assistant hummed.

Another female assistant smiled and said, "Since our lord has used rootless flowers for him, he will definitely not die. Don't worry! If there are no accidents, he will recover tonight!"

Rootless flower?
Can heal tonight?

Li Zhongwu glanced at the girl and remembered the name "Rootless Flower".

He had never heard of "rootless flowers", but he had heard of "rootless water" when he was watching TV dramas in the original time and space.

The so-called "rootless water" refers to the rainwater that falls from the sky but does not fall to the ground.

Contrary to "rootless water", rooted water refers to the water in rivers, lakes, wells, and seas. Because these waters are rooted in the earth, they were named rooted water by ancient doctors.

The rainwater that is picked up by people with utensils without landing is defined as "rootless".

So here comes the question-rootless water is rainwater that falls from the sky but does not fall to the ground, so what does this "rootless flower" refer to?
The sky can rain, can it also rain flowers from the sky?How do flowers grow without roots?

Could it be that this "rootless flower" is not rootless, but Wugenghua?
Or, although it has a fragrance, it is still condensed by supernatural powers?

Although Li Zhongwu had such a question in his heart, he didn't ask it.

The chief director of the show, Shang Jingquan, and others were all relieved when they got the affirmative answer, and hurriedly called the staff to carry Feng Yucheng off the ring.

They also quickly left the ring.

Before leaving, Shang Jingquan also gestured to the two hosts.

Soon, there were only two hosts and Li Zhongwu left in the ring.

The two hosts looked at each other, and they both saw that the other's expression was a bit complicated, and they were both a little relieved.

They were really scared just now, fearing that Feng Yucheng would also die in this ring, which would cause "Wu Zhuangyuan" to be permanently suspended.

That would be a huge loss to Binhai Media, but wouldn't it be a huge loss to the two of them?
If there is no "Wu Zhuangyuan", where can they find such a trump card program with high ratings and fans all over the world?

"Li Zhongwu!"

Ding Xie squeezed out a smile, called out to Li Zhongwu, walked over, and looked at the metal silver gun in Li Zhongwu's hand.

He said with emotion: "Before, like everyone else, I was worried that you were not good at weapons. I remember that before entering the arena today, you said that your best weapon is a knife, right?"

Li Zhongwu nodded.

Fang Qing took over the conversation and asked, "Then why didn't you use a knife just now? Did you choose to use a gun instead?"

Following their interview with Li Zhongwu, the attention of the audience and those who were watching the live broadcast were all focused on Li Zhongwu.

Li Zhongwu looked at the deadly choke gun in his hand, smiled, disassembled it into two pieces, and said calmly: "I heard that the rainstorm gun is very powerful, and I wanted to see it, so I didn't use a knife."

While speaking, the two gun barrels in his hand retracted behind his back, and suddenly disappeared, just as miraculously as he had taken out the two gun barrels from the back of his waist before.

Countless people stared wide-eyed.

On the ring, Ding Xie and Fang Qing, who had already walked up to Li Zhongwu, were particularly surprised.

Because they saw with their own eyes that the two gun bodies suddenly disappeared from Li Zhongwu's hands, which was more miraculous than all the magic tricks they had seen before.

Fang Qing exclaimed, walked quickly to Li Zhongwu's side, looked at the place behind Li Zhongwu where the gun body had just disappeared, and asked in surprise: "You, how did you do this? Where is the gun? You took that gun Where are you hiding?"

Asking, she couldn't help being curious, subconsciously reached out and touched Li Zhongwu's waist, and then touched it again.

The camera patted her hand at the right time, and all viewers could see through the live broadcast that there was no sign of hiding anything under the clothes behind Li Zhongwu's waist.

Ding Xie also walked around to Li Zhongwu's side, watching this scene in astonishment, and he couldn't help but stepped forward to touch Li Zhongwu's waist.

But Li Zhongwu took two steps forward and dodged.

It can't be blamed for treating him differently.

But Fang Qing is beautiful and of the opposite sex, he can accept her touching her twice.

As for Ding Xie?

No matter how handsome he is, Li Zhongwu can't stand his hands.

"How on earth did you do it? Is it magic?"

Ding Xie didn't touch Li Zhongwu's waist, but he was still curious about where Li Zhongwu hid his gun just now?

Li Zhongwu turned to face them, and said with a smile: "You can think of it as magic. In fact, it is the Tibetan sword technique of our sect. Of course, the name is Tibetan knife technique, but it can hide all kinds of weapons. As for the principle, you don't have to ask. If you ask me, I won't tell."

Unscientific things like supernatural powers can appear, so what is he making up a hidden knife technique?
"Alright alright!"

Ding Xie nodded in disappointment, and suddenly asked: "By the way, what's the name of the marksmanship you just used? You should be able to say this, right? I think your marksmanship can defeat the gun god's rainstorm gun. The audience should want to know what you just used What kind of marksmanship is it?"

Li Zhongwu pondered for a while before giving out a name: "Death-killing throat lock gun!"

What he said was the name of his silver gun just now.

In fact, the marksmanship he used to defeat Feng Yucheng just now was the Hong family's marksmanship created by Hong Xiguan in "The New Five Patriarchs of Shaolin".

But in this era, no one knows about that movie, and maybe no one knows about Hong Xiguan and the Hong family's marksmanship.

Besides, he personally thinks the name "Death-killing Throat Gun" is more meaningful.

"The deadly choke gun? The deadly choke gun..."

Ding Xie repeated the name with emotion.

Fang Qing on the side suddenly said: "Such a powerful marksmanship, I think everyone, like me, has not watched it just now, I suggest that we replay the showdown between the deadly choke gun and the rainstorm gun on the big screen, okay? ? Do you agree??"

Her proposal drew applause from the audience.

Soon, on the eight large screens above the arena, the scene of the confrontation between Li Zhongwu and Feng Yucheng began to be played back.

Feng Yucheng took the lead in rushing to attack, and the rainstorm gun bloomed with gun flowers, attacking Li Zhongwu like a gust of wind and rain.

Li Zhongwu squinted his eyes half-closed, and his figure kept spinning and approaching. The gun in his hand was like a swimming dragon. With the rotation of his figure, the silver gun in his hand hovered around his waist like a living thing. It stabbed out one after another, smashing the countless spear flowers that burst out of Feng Yucheng one by one.

The tips of the two guns collided again and again, sputtering out clusters of tiny sparks.

At the last moment, the two separated for a short time, and each said a word or two to each other, Li Zhongwu suddenly dodged and approached Feng Yucheng, the spear was fired like a dragon, and the tip of the spear came first with a cold light, like an electric shot.

Just as Feng Yucheng raised his gun to block, Li Zhongwu's silver spear was already retracted in front of Feng Yucheng's chest, making Feng Yucheng's block feel lonely.

The playback screen on the big screen played back the last scene again and again.

Each playback is slower than the previous one.

During the first replay, most of the audience couldn't see how the shot was stabbed.

In the second replay, some people could barely see clearly.

It was not until the third playback, at a slower playback speed, that most people finally saw clearly how Li Zhongwu's shot pierced Feng Yucheng's heart.

The applause and applause from the auditorium resounded loudly.

Even though the duel just now had ended long ago, everyone was still very excited watching the replay.

At the same time, dense barrages also appeared on the live broadcast screen.

"The Spearman has changed hands! Li Zhongwu's marksmanship feels much better than Feng Yucheng's Rainstorm Spear!"

"The deadly throat lock gun! After today, this is the best marksmanship in the world, right?"

"Li Zhongwu's marksmanship looks so enjoyable, I feel that Li Zhongwu with a gun is much more handsome than Li Zhongwu with an empty hand!!"

"That's great!! I finally don't have to worry about going bankrupt, hehe, I've bet heavily on Li Zhongwu!!"

"Li Zhongwu should be sure to win the championship, right? Gunslinger is not an opponent, and the remaining players, who is still his opponent?"

"Sword Demon Wei Jianxi wonders if he can defeat Li Zhongwu?"

"The myth of the gun god's invincibility is finally broken, grass!"

"Wei Jianxi, I bet all my wealth on you to win, you can't have diarrhea!!"

"Li Zhongwu said that he is best at swordsmanship, but his spearmanship is already so powerful, is it really possible that his swordmanship is even better?"

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