Wonderful Immortal Doctor

After saying that, Taiqi went up to the platform, and after getting the needle, his fingers moved like flowers, and the needle flew out from his fingertips as if it had a spirit and landed accurately on the acupuncture point.

"This move is called Flying Needle! The needle is inserted very quickly. This skill of flying needle cannot be mastered without ten years of immersion!"

He Songmang introduced it to everyone with a smile.

This is not an exaggeration. The acupuncture needle is finer than an embroidery needle and is extremely light. It needs to be pushed into the skin with the strength of the fingers and the depth of insertion must be precise, which is a painstaking task.

Everyone was amazed and their eyes were opened.

Taiqi's fingers were flipping, and in the blink of an eye more than ten needles were inserted. Everyone saw silver light flying in front of their eyes.

In just one minute, seventy-six needles were inserted accurately.

Everyone cheered loudly and Taichi was quite proud.

Li Changhao just sneered, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth, and raised his chin towards a young man in his thirties next to him.

Immediately, a young man in Korean clothing came out and said in Korean: "Goryeo, Choi Jung-hyeon!"

Cui Zhengxian has very Korean features, with single eyelids and a thin body. But if you are a martial artist, you can definitely see that his muscles are shaped like strips. These strips of muscles have the strongest explosive power, and he is obviously a good martial artist.

Chen Wanli just glanced at it and then looked away.

Cui Zhengxian and Jin Junyong seem to be from the same lineage, both holding the needle with both hands.

He just moved his wrist and the needles in his hand flew out, which was quite similar to Taichi's flying needle technique.

But martial arts experts like Tang Lingyu and Chen Wanli can see the difference between the two.

This wrist force technique happens to be the method of driving hidden weapons in martial arts.

Rather than saying that Cui Zhengxian is a master of acupuncture, it would be better to say that he is a master of hidden weapons.

The needles in his hands were like hidden weapons, and more than ten needles were shot out almost at the same time, flying towards the bronze man.

Then he grabbed a handful of needles and did the same thing again.

With this grab and sprinkle, the power surges.

The corner of Tang Lingyu's mouth twitched and he glanced at Chen Wanli.

Chen Wanli was expressionless.

"Isn't this cheating?" Tang Lingyu rolled his eyes and said indignantly.

"No one says that martial arts masters can't be doctors!" Chen Wanli grinned.

Tang Lingyu felt that this guy's smile seemed like he was trying to trick someone.

Choi Jung-hyeon, 117 stitches were correct, but of them leaked cinnabar.

Everyone felt that something was not right.

Judging from the accuracy of acupuncture point identification and the speed of needle insertion, he must be a trained practitioner. How could he insert sixteen needles so deeply?

Especially the Jianjing acupoint, which is almost universally known as a point that cannot be pierced deeply, but Cui Zhengxian actually used cinnabar to pierce it, which does not look like what a doctor would do at all.

But they are not martial artists and cannot think more than that.

This puts the two games behind by fifty-three stitches.

Those who come on stage later will feel the pressure!

Tai Qi already had an idea in his mind at this time, and said to Su Wan with an unpleasant expression: "Those who came from the martial arts school are really a bunch of old cunning dogs."

Su Wan nodded: "It is indeed quite insidious to use a warrior to pretend to be a doctor and compete with the speed of acupuncture. Doctors' physical reaction ability is difficult to compare with warriors. It is indeed unfair.

But since we didn’t say it beforehand, bringing it up now would make us look petty.”

He Songmang whispered: "My skills are comparable to Brother Tai's, but I'm afraid the limit is about eighty stitches."

After losing two games in a row, the three of them were whispering to each other again.

The three of them looked at Chen Wanli almost at the same time.

Song Jiaojiao saw it all and guessed that something was wrong, so she looked at Chen Wanli and said, "Brother Chen!"

Chen Wanli smiled faintly: "Continue the competition."

Seeing this, He Songmang had no choice but to go on stage.

Sure enough, eighty-six stitches!

For him, this is already an extraordinary performance.

Li Changhao's eyes were becoming more and more proud at this time: "It seems that Daxia has been in vain since ancient times. How dare such an ordinary person be so arrogant."

As he spoke, another young man came out from the Goryeo side. He was full of confidence at this moment, with his nose in the air. Without even saying his name, he walked up to the bronze man and quickly and efficiently stabbed out 158 ​​needles.

After winning, he was full of arrogance: "Xu Chengyou, Xu Zhiyan is my father. He lost to Chen Wanli in Daxia. I thought you Daxia people were all capable people, but it turns out that except for Chen Wanli, you are just so-so!"

Tang Lingyu couldn't stand his expression and said unhappily, "You are at the peak of your internal strength, your body functions, and your reaction speed are dozens of times that of an ordinary person. You still have the nerve to brag about yourself!"

Unexpectedly, Xu Chengyou remained calm and said, "In ancient medical techniques, medicine and martial arts are inseparable. I am both a martial artist and a doctor, which only shows that I am amazing!"

Tang Lingyu was choked with speech. What Chen Wanli said was really right. These people have no shame at all.

She wanted to speak more but was stopped by Chen Wanli.

But everyone present understood at this time.

The Koreans deliberately found some practitioners with medical skills to compete with the doctors in speed. This was a trap.

Unfortunately, they didn't notice it and jumped into the pit.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Chen Wanli.

Several leaders also had complicated expressions. If they lost, given the nature of the Koreans, they would definitely make a big fuss about it in the news when they returned.

It would be such a disgrace to my grandma!

The leader standing not far from Su Wan couldn't help but whispered, "We in Da Xia don't lack warriors either. Miss Su, do you want to change someone?"

Su Wan shook his head: "I can!"

The top leader was suddenly speechless and couldn't help but wink at Chen Wanli.

However, Chen Wanli seemed to be in a trance like an old monk and ignored his hints completely.

There is already a gap of 125 stitches.

Although everyone knows that in terms of medical skills, Li Jiang, Tai Qi, and He Songmang are definitely not inferior to these Koreans.

But the pit has been dug and people have already jumped into it, so there is no point in dividing medicine and martial arts.

Since Chen Wanli didn't say anything, Su Wan naturally followed the plan.

When the wheelchair was pushed in front of the bronze man, Li Changhao taunted him again: "It's easy for a disabled person to save face if he loses!"

However, no one expected that Su Wan's slender jade fingers picked up the acupuncture needles, and her hands were like fairies scattering flowers, and all the acupuncture needles hung in the air.

It was just like the scene where Choi Jung-hyeon was stabbed with acupuncture, but it was more than ten times better than Choi Jung-hyeon's.

I saw more than twenty needles shot out almost at the same time, flying out and all falling into the target accurately.

Within one minute, the needles flew like flowers, and more than 170 needles were inserted.

It made everyone present speechless with shock.

The woman in the wheelchair was not taken seriously by everyone at first.

Even Li Changhao's eyes flashed with surprise.

He looked at the remaining woman on his side. After the two whispered a few words, the woman nodded and then took out three three-inch long needles.

In full view of everyone, he inserted the needles into her Baihui point and temple respectively. Veins on her face suddenly bulged, as if she was in great pain.

Then he jumped onto the platform, making no secret of the fact that he was a martial artist.

Chen Wanli frowned when he saw her and the black web that spread out like a spider web. Leading the soul into the body? It doesn't seem like it, there is no evil spirit.

It is somewhat similar to the way the Maoshan Taoist priests summon gods to possess their bodies, but not entirely.

At this time, he heard Tang Lingyu muttering, "The power of ghosts and gods?"

"What kind of ghost and god power?" Chen Wanli asked.

Tang Lingyu said: "Have you heard of dragon and tiger qi?"