The beginning of the Age of Aura.

After approval from the government and recognized by the public, there are three interview programs for practicing martial arts, from high to low popularity, namely "Focus on Practice", "Successful Martial Arts" and "Martial Rhyme and Style"!

...

The thirteenth episode of "Success in Martial Arts" program.

An interview room not too big or small.

The two tilted spotlights above seemed to illuminate the stage and attract the audience's attention. As if they were in the center of the world, two female hosts stood up and applauded, welcomed Ning Moli to appear, and then sat down face to face.

‘My master is amazing!’

‘A nearly a hundred-year-old man was promoted to Martial Saint and was far ahead of the world’s population of tens of billions!’

The two hosts looked at each other and wanted to help them out habitually. It is very common for elderly people to have poor legs and feet.

but……

In front of him is a martial saint...

The third level of martial arts practice, the pinnacle of evolution, and an extraordinary person!

Only see.

Ning Moli was wearing a black coat, white-edged black cloth shoes, and his straight trousers were slightly swaying, just like the retro style of the last century, with a majestic temperament, rigorous and formal, making people unable to move their eyes away.

It should be noted that today's interview guest, this martial saint is already ninety-four years old.

Even though the live broadcast of "Assuming Martial Arts" began, the two were still shocked, and the overcrowding emotions in their hearts were difficult to calm down.

‘Since the show started, I have met the oldest martial saint... Grandpa Ning is so inspiring, he is hardworking but not convinced by his old age, and cries /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~’

One of the hosts sighed secretly, adjusted his sitting posture, and spoke up.

The opening remarks are still the same.

No change.

The only difference is:

The century-old martial saint Ning Moli sat there silently, with white hair, slightly vicissitudes, as if he had experienced many vicissitudes and had unknown experiences of suffering.

The host asked as usual: "What do you think of the Aura Age?"

Ning Moli: "Lying down and watching, what else can I see?"

The two hosts were stunned. Why don’t you follow the original plan? It’s very difficult for us to deal with it.

OK...

The Martial Saint Guest, a centenarian, is indeed qualified to be willful...

Thinking of this, the two looked at each other, and one of the hosts echoed: "Yes, yes, I like to lie on the sofa at home, brush the guidance information on the Aura Era app, make a pot of tea, and drink a cup of juice, which makes people very comfortable."

opposite.

Ning Moli sat upright, expressionless: "Lying on the sofa? There is no such thing, I mean lying on the side of the road."

The needles in the interview room can be heard!

It became quiet in an instant!

The host quickly changed the topic: "It's not easy for you to break through to the Martial Saint at this age. We all admire it very much. I believe that the audience is also very interested. This is a miracle... Ning Wusheng must have suffered a lot and persevered and never gave up to overcome difficulties and obstacles. With today's achievements, are you willing to share your experiences or experiences in martial arts?"

As he talked.

Both of them showed concern.

At a very old age, he can still practice martial arts. This kind of martial arts saint naturally has its own traffic and popularity, which is a typical example of promoting martial arts.

"oh."

Ning Moli frowned, said seriously, "Actually, it's because... I cheated."

host:"!!!"

Offstage.

Next to the camera, the director was stunned, and layers of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, and he made crazy gestures to signal the audience to give some reaction.

“Haha~”

The audience cooperated very well, applauded warmly, and cheered.

Although everyone doesn't understand, there is anything worth applauding... but the director was anxious and jumped straight there. In addition, the Wu Sheng Ning Moli seemed very down-to-earth and interesting, which made people feel good.

And at this time.

The director of the program team was like an ant on a hot pan, spinning around in place.

"You, please ask this martial saint to explain to the audience." The director grabbed the microphone and the voice came into the earplug-type wireless earphones of the two hosts in the interview room. He then remembered the one on the stage, who was the five-sense super-evolved martial saint. He quickly folded his hands together, kept bowing, and whispered in a tentative manner: "Ning Wusheng, Ning Wusheng, audiences across the country are watching us. If you accidentally say the wrong thing, it is easy to cause a live broadcast accident."

The middle-aged director reminded him with kind words.

Suddenly.

A low and powerful voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of confusion: "Don't bully the old man, the old man is studying too much. There is obviously a delay in the live broadcast, but can't I pinch the moment just now?"

hiss!

The voice transmission of the Martial Saint!

The Martial Saint heard what I said!

The director was startled, thankful and scared, and continued to speak kindly and coax: "You must know that it is the 5G era, and 6G is about to be released... There is no delay in live broadcasts these days, and they are all real-time transmission!" Before the show started, he repeatedly told me, but the staff did not expect that Wu Sheng Ning Moli had a wrong understanding of live broadcasts.

"Damn... So that's the case. I'm still using a 4G card." Ning Moli suddenly realized and apologized.

The middle-aged director was shocked.

For the first time I saw the cursing Martial Saint.

Although it is a voice transmission, only he can hear it, please pay attention to the image of the strong.

"Is this good?" he whispered: "You should follow the Taiwan version, don't say it wrong. As of now, the number of online viewers on major online platforms has exceeded 15 million."

And then.

No sound in my ears.

The director looked at the interview room in fear. Ning Moli was wearing a brand new black coat and sighed quietly: "I have achieved success in martial arts because of my extraordinary talent... God opened his eyes and opened my arms for me."

"Haha, haha, you are so funny, Saint Ningwu."

The two hosts forced out their smiles, their hearts galloped, and almost caused a program accident.

Ceiling spotlights illuminate this place.

Suddenly, Ning Moli stared at them and said with concern: "Don't be nervous two girls, just wipe your sweat before talking. I will definitely follow the stage next."

silence!

The whole audience fell into silence and silence!

In an instant, the audience looked at each other and burst into warm applause and laughter.

On the sofa in the interview room, the two hosts were completely stunned and stupid. Now that it was over, how should we save the scene? No matter how powerful the host controls the scene, he will be unable to turn things around.

Besides, the field is controlled in front of a martial saint...

What a heart it has to be.

They really can't do it.

“By the way.”

"The third question is, on average, which is better, the Martial Saint or the Qi Refiner."

"to be honest."

"The Martial Saint is indeed slightly weaker than the Qi Refiner."

Ning Moli straightened his back, raised his hand, pinched his thumb and index finger, and a slit was revealed in the middle, with a slight gap: "Look carefully, the Martial Saint is just a little worse than the Qi Refiner."

"As for the attacks of the aura creatures."

"Please believe that in this land, even if the immortals, gods and Buddhas descend to earth, demons and monsters will be revived, and we have the ability and determination to handle everything."

Ning Moli finished speaking in one breath and felt refreshed.

However, he slowly frowned, and the two girls opposite him were sweating again, and more. Did he say 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 would go up and pull Ning Moli down? The scene flashed through his mind, and the cursed Martial Saint warned him online!
To be continued...