Chapter 194 The Rootless Flower Enshrined by Qin Jingyu in Ouchi
Chapter 194 The rootless flower worshiped by Ouchi for Qin Jingyu
Author: Mu Zixin
Chapter 194 The rootless flower worshiped by Ouchi for Qin Jingyu
The two hosts also ran to Feng Yucheng's side.
Even the program director and others came over several times, and everyone was very nervous.
They couldn't help but feel nervous, even though Binhai Media, the company behind this program, had deep financial background and was one of the five major media companies in Dayan.
However, "Wu Zhuang Yuan" was ordered to suspend for three days for rectification three days ago because of the death of player Zhu Qihen in the ring. Now that the rectification period has just passed, "Wu Zhuang Yuan" has just restarted. In order to ensure the safety of the players,
Binhai Media even unprecedentedly invited Ouchi to worship Qin Jingyu to protect everyone.
Just imagine: If under this situation, on the first day of the restart, another contestant dies on the ring, and the person who dies is the famous "Gun God" Feng Yucheng, will the show still be held?
This is Binhai Media’s flagship program!
If Binhai Media loses this program, it will be no different than a man losing his roots.
For a moment, Li Zhongwu, who had won the game, stood on the ring, and no one paid any attention to him.
After the program director Shang Jingquan quickly ran onto the ring, he came to Feng Yucheng's side and nervously asked Qin Jingyu in a low voice, who was already checking Feng Yucheng's injury.
"Qin Gongfeng...is it still there? Is there still hope?"
Qin Jingyu glanced at him and said nothing. Instead, she waved to an assistant beside her, pointed to the wound on Feng Yucheng's heart, and said lightly: "Cut the clothes on the wound! Hurry up!"
The assistant was a young girl. After hearing this, she quickly opened the medical kit she carried with her, took out a pair of stainless steel scissors, and with a few clicks, cut open the clothes on Feng Yucheng's chest wound.
The other assistant was also a young girl. Without Qin Jingyu's instructions, she skillfully used tweezers to hold clean white cotton and wipe the blood from Feng Yucheng's wound.
Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Jingyu calmly reached out from her wide sleeves and took out... a small white flower.
This scene almost stunned the audience and those watching the live broadcast.
On the ring, Li Zhongwu, who had already walked up to Feng Yucheng, also looked at the white flower in Qin Jingyu's hand in surprise.
This little flower has about a dozen petals, and every petal is white and crystal clear, without any flaws.
He frowned and looked at it, sniffing his nose subconsciously, but did not smell a trace of flower fragrance.
Before he could see it clearly, Qin Jingyu held the little flower completely in the palm of her hand. As she rubbed it with her fingers, drops of water-like juice fell on Feng Yucheng's wound.
A magical scene happened. As drops of juice fell on the wound, the wound on Feng Yucheng's chest slowly stopped bleeding.
After a moment, Qin Jingyu frowned, then reached out and took out a small white flower from her wide left sleeve.
Still holding the little flower in the palm of his hand, he slowly rubbed his fingers, letting drops of juice fall on Feng Yucheng's wound.
At this time, with the use of the juice, Li Zhongwu finally smelled a faint fragrance.
When he smelled the aroma, Li Zhongwu couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Because when he could no longer smell the fragrance of the flowers, he already suspected that the white flowers were an illusion created by Qin Jingyu using supernatural powers. It could deceive people's vision, but not their sense of smell.
But now I can smell the fragrance of flowers. Could it be that... this flower is not an illusion created by supernatural powers?
"Bandage it!"
Qin Jingyu stood up and gave a faint order. A female assistant handed over a white towel. Qin Jingyu took it casually and wiped her hands casually. She looked at Li Zhongwu with a dull look, but did not say anything to Li Zhongwu. She just looked at him thoughtfully.
After one glance, he turned around and left.
An assistant skillfully applied a plaster to Feng Yucheng's wound and then wrapped it with gauze.
"Is everything okay? Is it gone?"
The chief director of the program, Shang Jingquan, anxiously asked the female assistant who was dressing the wound.
The female assistant hummed.
Another female assistant smiled and said: "Since our adults gave him the rootless flower, he will definitely not die. Don't worry! If nothing happens, he will be cured tonight!"
Rootless flower?
Will he be cured 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 series in the original time and space.
The so-called "rootless water" refers to rain that falls from the sky but does not fall to the ground.
The opposite of "rootless water", rooted water refers to water in rivers, lakes, wells, and seas. Because these waters have the earth as their roots, they were named rooted water by ancient doctors.
Rainwater that does not fall to the ground but is caught by people with utensils 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?
It can rain from the sky, but can flowers also fall from the sky? How do flowers grow without roots?
Could it be that this "rootless flower" is not rootless, but a five-shift flower?
Or, even though it has a fragrance, it is still condensed from superpowers?
Although Li Zhongwu had such doubts in his mind, he did not ask them.
When the show's chief director Shang Jingquan and others received the affirmative answer, they all breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called on the staff to lift Feng Yucheng off the stage.
They also quickly left the ring.
Before leaving, Shang Jingquan also gave a gesture to the two hosts.
Soon, only the two hosts and Li Zhongwu were left in the arena.
The two hosts looked at each other, and both saw that the other's expression was a little complicated, and they were both a little relieved.
They were really scared just now, fearing that Feng Yucheng would also die in this arena, which would lead to the permanent suspension of "Wu Zhuangyuan".
That would be a huge loss for Binhai Media, and wouldn’t it be a huge loss for both of them?
If there was no "Wu Zhuangyuan", where would they go to find such an ace program with extremely high ratings and fans all over the world?
"Li Zhongwu!"
Ding Xie forced a smile and called Li Zhongwu. As he walked over, he looked at the metal silver gun in Li Zhongwu's hand.
He sighed: "Before, like everyone else, I was worried that you were not good at weapons. I remember before entering the venue today, you said that your best weapon was a knife, right?"
Li Zhongwu nodded.
Fang Qing took over the conversation and asked, "Then why didn't you use a knife just now? Instead, you chose to use a gun?"
As they interviewed Li Zhongwu, the audience at the scene and those watching the live broadcast focused their attention on Li Zhongwu.
Li Zhongwu looked at the deadly choke gun in his hand, smiled, casually disassembled it into two parts, 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."
As he spoke, the two gun barrels in his hand were put back behind him and suddenly disappeared, just as magically as when he took out the two gun barrels from his waist before.
Countless people's eyes widened when they saw it.
On the ring, Ding Xie and Fang Qing, who had already approached Li Zhongwu, were particularly surprised.
Because they saw with their own eyes that the two gun barrels suddenly disappeared from Li Zhongwu's hands, which was more miraculous than any magic trick they had seen before.
Fang Qing exclaimed, quickly came to Li Zhongwu's side, looked behind Li Zhongwu at the place where the gun disappeared just now, and asked in surprise: "You, how did you do this? Where is that gun? You put that gun
Where is it hidden?"
As she asked, she couldn't help but be curious, and subconsciously reached out and touched Li Zhongwu's waist, and then touched it again.
The camera filmed her hands at the right time, and all viewers could see through the live broadcast that there was no sign of anything hidden under the clothes behind Li Zhongwu's waist.
Ding Xie also walked around to the side of Li Zhongwu and looked at this scene in shock. He couldn't help but stepped forward and wanted to touch Li Zhongwu's waist.
However, Li Zhongwu took two steps forward and dodged.
You can't blame him for treating them differently.
But since 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 that? Is it magic?"
Ding Xie didn't touch Li Zhongwu's waist, but he was still curious about where Li Zhongwu hid the 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 our sect's hidden sword technique. Of course, the name is hidden sword technique, but it can hide all kinds of weapons. As for the principle, you don't need to ask.
I wouldn’t tell you if you asked.”
Unscientific things like supernatural powers can appear. What does it mean if he makes up a hidden sword 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 can say that, right? I think your marksmanship can defeat the Gunslinger's Heavy Rain Gun. The audience should want to know what you just used."
What kind of marksmanship is that?"
Li Zhongwu pondered for a moment before giving a name: "Deadly Throat Gun!"
He was talking about the name of the silver gun he just had.
In fact, the marksmanship he just used to defeat Feng Yucheng was the Hong family marksmanship created by Hong Xiguan in "The Five New Shaolin Patriarchs".
But in this day and age, no one knows about that movie, and probably no one knows about Hong Xiguan and the Hong family's marksmanship.
Besides, he personally feels that the name "Deadly Throat Gun" is more meaningful.
"Deadly choke gun? Deadly choke gun..."
Ding Xie repeated the name with emotion.
Fang Qing, who was on the side, suddenly said: "I think everyone, like me, was not satisfied with such a powerful shooting. I suggest that we replay the showdown between the fatal choke gun and the rainstorm gun just now on the big screen, okay?
?Can everyone agree??"
Her suggestion caused a round of applause from the audience.
Soon, the eight large screens above the arena began to replay the duel between Li Zhongwu and Feng Yucheng.
Feng Yucheng took the lead to attack, and the rainstorm gun bloomed with gun flowers, like a violent storm, attacking Li Zhongwu violently.
And Li Zhongwu half-squinted his eyes, and his body kept spinning and approaching, the gun in his hand was like a swimming dragon. As his body rotated, the silver gun in his hand circled and flew around his waist like a living thing, and the tip of the gun was the same.
Stab out the gun flowers one after another, crushing the countless gun flowers that Feng Yucheng erupted one by one.
The two gun tips collided again and again, sputtering out tiny sparks.
At the last moment, the two separated briefly, and each said a word or two to each other. Li Zhongwu suddenly dodged and approached Feng Yucheng. His gun shot out like a dragon, and a cold light from the tip of the gun came first, like an electric shot.
Feng Yucheng had just raised his spear to block, but Li Zhongwu's silver spear had already closed in front of Feng Yucheng's chest, making Feng Yucheng's block a lonely one.
The playback screen on the big screen replayed the last scene again and again.
Each playback is slower than the previous one.
When it was replayed for the first time, most of the audience couldn't clearly see how the shot was fired.
After the second playback, some people could barely see clearly.
It wasn't until the third playback, at a slower playback speed, that most people finally saw clearly how Li Zhongwu's shot penetrated Feng Yucheng's heart.
The applause and cheers from the audience resounded loudly.
Even though the duel just now ended long ago, everyone was still excited when watching the replay.
At the same time, dense barrages appeared on the live broadcast screen.
"The gun god has changed hands! Li Zhongwu's shooting skills feel much better than Feng Yucheng's rainstorm gun!"
"Deadly choke gun! After today, this will be the best marksmanship in the world, right?"
"Li Zhongwu's marksmanship is so exciting to watch. I feel that Li Zhongwu with a gun is much more handsome than Li Zhongwu with bare hands!!"
"That's great! I finally don't have to worry about going bankrupt. Hey, I've made a big bet on Li Zhongwu!!"
"Is it safe for Li Zhongwu to win the championship? The gunman is no match for him, so among the remaining players, who is still his rival?"
"Sword Demon Wei Jianxi, I wonder if he can defeat Li Zhongwu?"
"The myth of the Gunslinger's invincibility has finally been shattered, bastard!"
"Wei Jianxi, I'm betting all my money on you to win, you can't have diarrhea!!"
"Li Zhongwu said that his best skill is swordsmanship, but his marksmanship is already so good. Is it really possible that his swordsmanship is even more powerful?"