Such miraculous things existed only in legends, on television, and in movies.
Yet now, they had actually occurred in the Real World.
And it was even a secret manual that everyone could practice.
How could these old men and women not be enthusiastic and excited?
Especially those in poor physical condition were even more eager to practice this divine art. As they put it:
"Practice it correctly, and you can regain your youth. Maybe in the future, you might even achieve immortality. We've accomplished what Qin Shi Huang and Li Shimin couldn't. This is a miracle!"
Of course.
Their claims were quickly refuted by some young people:
"If our idol hadn't spread the manual throughout the world, would you have ever witnessed a miracle?"
"Heh."
The elderly laughed. "Ding Ling is your idol, but he's ours too! Ding Ling's very existence has already become legend. He is a miracle above all miracles! A myth too glorious to look at directly, one that can only be gazed up at in awe!"
The young people were satisfied when they heard this. "That's more like it. An idol is a God!"
Indeed.
Ding Ling had become a legend.
Not just in the Middle Kingdom.
Abroad as well.
Ding Ling had become a legend there too, a magnificent existence akin to a miracle.
Chen Birou, Ding Ling's parents, and others had regained their youth;
News of Middle Kingdom citizens performing lightness skills on water, leaping five or six meters with ease, and sweeping through foreign combat sports with a single fist appeared everywhere.
These were all miracles created by the people of the Middle Kingdom.
And the source of it all was a single manual from Ding Ling.
Just imagine.
When foreigners learned all this, how shocked would they be?
It might not have