Seeing that man approaching step by step, Ning Tu's face turned pale.
"What do you want to do? Stop right there!" Ning Tu shouted.
But it's no use.
The man was extremely fast and approached Ning Tu in an instant, and touched Ning Tu's arm with his palm.
"hiss!"
Ning Tu gasped and felt his arm being stung by something. He stepped back and looked at the man with wide eyes: "You...what did you do to me."
"We just fulfilled our previous promise." The man said calmly.
Ning Tu was immediately startled. He was about to say something, but his arms suddenly started to tremble extremely and irregularly.
"ah..."
Ning Tu screamed and ran back, but fell to the ground.
He hurriedly tried to stand up with his hands on the ground, but no matter how hard he moved his arms, his hands just refused to obey him and he couldn't even simply support the ground.
"Teacher, teacher! My hand...my hand!!"
Ning Tu let out a miserable cry and ran towards Yu Wenmo and others.
"Quiet!" Yu Wenmo shouted angrily.
Ning Tu's expression changed and he hurriedly stopped shouting, but his trembling hands shocked everyone around him.
"Is it true that Ning Tu's medical skills were abolished as this person said?" someone asked.
"No!" Bi Xian snorted coldly and said to Ning Tu: "Even if it is really Parkinson's disease, we can cure it. You have to remember where this is! This is the Southern Sect! Here, there is no such thing.
It’s a disease we can’t cure! Why are you panicking?”
After hearing this, Ning Tu's expression improved a lot.
Yes, this is the Southern style!
No matter what this guy did to himself, it doesn't matter.
Are there any diseases that the Southern School cannot cure?
"Then please teacher, please show me quickly." Ning Tu said excitedly.
"Come here!" Jin Ding said calmly.
Ning Tu ran over in a hurry.
Jin Ding checked his pulse.
Bi Xian sneered again and again: "Abandon the medical skills of our southern sect? What methods do you use to abolish it? Do you think you can show off your power in our southern sect if you know some ancient Chinese medicine techniques? Who do you think you are?"
"Really? Then I want to see if you can cure him!" the visitor said calmly.
"I'm looking forward to your expression later." Bi Xian smiled.
"I don't know what the so-called brat is. He doesn't know how high the sky is." Li Ziyun shook his head repeatedly.
The surrounding southern faction members all sneered.
There was also a lot of gossip in the audience seats.
"What is this man talking about? Isn't it ridiculous to deprive others of their medical qualifications by destroying their hands? This is the Southern style."
"Why is he useless? Are his medical skills good enough?"
"He is quite handsome, but why is his head abnormal?"
"Oh, this guy will soon know what it means that a mountain is higher than a mountain."
People shook their heads and pointed at the man.
But slowly, people's gossip gradually became quieter, and their eyes couldn't help but shift from that person to Jinding over there.
But Jin Ding's originally determined expression gradually turned to panic, and then slowly changed from panic to shock. It was unbelievable...
Everyone was frightened by Jin Ding's expression.
"Teacher Jinding, what's wrong?" Li Ziyun next to him frowned.
"Not good, not good..."
Jinding Nana said.
"What?"
The expressions of the people around him changed instantly.
Na Ningtu was so frightened that he almost fainted.
"Teacher Jinding, what happened? What did that guy do to Ning Tu?" Bi Xian asked hurriedly.
"I can't feel his pulse! But there is a weirder aura flowing in his arms." Jin Ding was about to cry but had no tears.
As soon as he said this, Yu Wenmo walked over quickly, grabbed Ning Tu's arms, and felt his pulse with both hands.
After a while, Yu Wenmo's face turned extremely pale and he backed away.
"Teacher Yuwen?" Everyone looked at him.
Ning Tu's face was ashen and he stared at Yu Wenmo anxiously.
But Yu Wenmo murmured: "It's Fen Ji...It's Fen Ji..."
