"Quick, come see Master Liu Ling is about to perform his qigong!"
Almost everyone became excited as soon as they heard the news.
The only one feeling somewhat depressed at the scene was Chen Aiguo. He had initially wanted to smooth things over, but he never expected Yu Zhou to directly refute Master Liu Ling.
This was like a collision between Mars and Earth!
These two people, one a master he admired and the other his friend, Chen Aiguo didn't want either side to lose face.
However, at this moment, he still couldn't question Master Liu Ling.
Because the atmosphere at the scene had already built up, and everyone wanted to see this Master Liu Ling perform qigong.
Even as the organizer, if you were to stop it now, it would still cause considerable dissatisfaction.
He could only give Yu Zhou a helpless glance, signaling him not to mind.
Would Yu Zhou mind? Of course not, he was waiting to watch the show.
Next, he saw the classic scene he had watched on television in his previous life.
Master Liu Ling began to gather his strength in the center of the stage, and his entire body started to tremble.
As if some kind of power was surging within him, he suddenly flicked his hand.
The 'staff member' standing a meter away from him was as if struck by an invisible giant palm, spinning 360 degrees in the air and falling directly onto the pre-arranged sponge platform.
"Wow!"
"Wow! Master Liu's qigong is amazing!"
"That's so cool! When will I ever have such qigong cultivation?"
"Unbelievable! Such a skill, truly miraculous."
Almost everyone was amazed, because this kind of performance, before, they had only seen it on television at most.
At that time, they were all amazed and thought that since it was on television, it must not be fake.
Now, seeing it live, naturally, not a single person thought it was fake.
Looking at their expressions and the looks of admiration, Yu Zhou felt extremely embarrassed.
This, this can actually happen?
He felt a flock of crows flying over his head. He was too embarrassed for them. How could so many people actually believe in such a performance? It was truly frightening, wasn't it?
Before, Yu Zhou didn't know much about qigong, nor did he pay much attention to it.
However, he knew the general situation to some extent. But now, seeing the performance on the spot, he felt embarrassed for them.
This kind of thinking was unbelievable. At least, for now, he had ten thousand complaints to make under such circumstances.
"How about that? Do you know how powerful the Master is now? If you still anger the Master, he might only need one clap, from a distance, to cause you serious internal injuries."
A boss who was very passionate about qigong, regardless of whether he knew Yu Zhou or not, patted him on the shoulder and said.
What was with that sincere tone? It was as if I had committed some grave sin?
I was just speaking the truth.
"This isn't real, is it?"
Lin Haichao, who was beside him, was also dumbfounded. His subconscious told him that this was definitely not real.
But upon closer thought, most of the people here were business owners, some of whom were even incredibly wealthy.
They were all so enthusiastic about it, and such a skill had even appeared on television, so it shouldn't be fake, right?
In his heart, he was genuinely starting to become uncertain. To say it was fake, it was performed in public, and such a performance had been on television, it couldn't be possible, right?
But to say it was real, he truly found it incredible. What kind of qigong could strike someone from a distance? And it looked so effective?
The one cooperating with the performance was a hotel staff member, how could it be faked?
Yu Zhou remained silent. Of course, he knew it was all a show, but he guessed that no one would believe him if he said it now.
At this point, what good would it do to speak the truth? Eventually, some people would still deceive themselves and make excuses for the Master.
To completely discredit this Master, one would need to make it so that everyone couldn't find any flaws, and even if he himself performed such a trick, no one would believe it.
"I see it clearly now. It's not that no one wants to expose these things, it's just that under this huge trend, people instinctively ignore the fact that it's a deceptive trick."
Yu Zhou thought to himself. It was only now that he understood why the qigong craze had reached such a level without being exposed.
This was like faith. Even if you knew those things were fake, and that there was no soul even if you died, sometimes you couldn't help but fantasize about reincarnating and enjoying wealth and prosperity in the next life.
It was just that this clumsy performance was truly insulting to people's intelligence.
"What? Still don't believe it? If you still don't believe it, I'll perform another martial art for you."
Master Liu Ling was very proud.
Although his main purpose now was to make money by being a master, you couldn't deny that the feeling of being adored was also one of the reasons he was addicted to it.
Who wouldn't want to be the center of attention wherever they go, with everyone looking at them with admiration?
He was also a vain person, and at this time, not only could he satisfy his vanity, but he could also make money. Such a job was a gift from heaven, priceless.
The more he was praised, the more Master Liu Ling wanted to continue boasting.
As expected, he immediately had someone bring him two bowls and began to perform his signature qigong trick, turning an empty cup into water.
Almost everyone's eyes lit up at this scene, and they immediately crowded around the large table, excitedly waiting for his performance.
In their eyes, Master Liu Ling first inverted the two empty cups, performing slowly step by step.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, he conjured a cup of clear water out of thin air from an empty cup.
Good heavens, almost everyone at the scene began to applaud when they saw this. Some even clapped their hands until they were red.
Their excited expressions were evident.
These people felt like they were going crazy. How could something completely impossible appear in the hands of this Master?
Their wide-eyed looks, wishing they could learn this move, were just like those idol fans in later generations.
"I!"
Yu Zhou felt like a tiny figure in his heart spat out a mouthful of old blood.
How could they be so enthusiastic? How could they all be so excited?
If the previous trick of striking someone from a distance was just a coordinated performance in front of the crowd, then this scene had nothing to do with qigong, alright?
Isn't this simply magic?
My daughter learned this magic when she was over ten years old!