After performing acupuncture on Jasmine Tong's grandmother, Li Chengran and Li Yingbao both went to rest separately, and the room suddenly became quiet.
Wu Feng stood aside quietly. He was very interested in acupuncture, so he controlled his perception to feel the state of each silver needle.
It sounds simple, but it is actually a very mysterious thing.
Wu Feng could feel the slightest bit of cold air coming out from each silver needle.
Wu Feng felt very strange, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed that the old lady's brows were frowning.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the golden needles on the two temples began to tremble continuously, and slowly, bit by bit, they were forced out of the head.
"Doctor Li, something seems wrong." Wu Feng discovered the problem and hurriedly called Li Chengran.
As soon as Li Chengran heard what Wu Feng said, he immediately stood up from the hospital bed and came to Wu Feng's side.
As soon as he saw the golden needles wriggling outwards, his expression became very gloomy.
"What's wrong, Doctor Li?" Wu Feng asked with some confusion.
"This cold air has been in the body for too long. It is really difficult to forcefully use the true energy to act on the golden needles. It is really difficult to remove it all at once."
Li Chengran stretched out his hands to hold the golden needle tightly, trying to control the movement of the golden needle, but unexpectedly he failed.
He hurriedly looked at Li Yingbao, but found that Li Yingbao had entered an ethereal state and was completely unaware of what was happening at this time.
Li Chengran sighed, shook his head and said, "It seems we can only try again after a while."
Wu Feng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then proactively said: "Why don't you let me give it a try?"
"you……"
Li Chengran looked at Wu Feng in surprise. He was a disciple of Hong Tong, a martial artist, and a master of dark energy. He was only one step away from becoming a martial arts master.
He could tell at a glance that Wu Feng's strength was only at the Ming Jin stage. He couldn't even use his true energy to perform acupuncture. How could Wu Feng do it?
Although he knew through Hong Xue that Wu Feng was worshiped by Hong Long, he knew that it was because Wu Feng's spiritual power was extremely strong.
However, he then thought again and wondered how Li Yingbao could defeat Wu Feng as his teacher. Wu Feng must be extraordinary.
Wu Feng saw the suspicion in Li Chengran's heart and immediately used the transformation skill of King of Glory. This time he transformed into Ying Zheng.
Wu Feng had an idea when he saw Li Chengran using Li Yingbao's true energy to perform acupuncture.
Ying Zheng can fly with a sword, which seems to be related to luck. Although Wu Feng has not reached that level yet, when he thinks that Ying Zheng can even fly a sword, let alone a silver needle.
So Wu Feng wanted to give it a try and decided to give it a try.
Wu Feng secretly activated his transformation skills, and his aura suddenly changed. Wu Feng's thoughts moved, and the majestic Qi came out of his body, stirring up his clothes.
"How can this be!"
Li Chengran stared at Wu Feng with wide eyes, not believing that what he saw before him was true. Wu Feng was just Ming Jin's cultivation level, how could he have such powerful Qi at this time.
Seeing Li Chengran's shocked expression, Wu Feng smiled slightly, followed Li Yingbao's method and grabbed Li Chengran's hand, and slowly channeled his own energy to it.
As soon as Wu Feng's hand grabbed his own, Li Chengran felt the majestic energy flowing into his hand. He immediately became energetic, grabbed the golden needle that came out again with both hands, and slowly pressed it back.
This time it was easier than when Li Yingbao helped him for the first time. Only then did Li Chengran accept the reality. He looked at Wu Feng as if he were a monster.
"Grandmaster of martial arts!"
Li Chengran murmured five words with a look of disbelief on his face.
The Grand Master of Martial Arts is the pinnacle pursued by martial arts people, a state that one's own master only reaches in his lifetime.
However, he felt that the majestic Qi in Wu Feng's body seemed to be much higher than that of his master. How could this not shock Li Chengran.
However, Wu Feng did not take it seriously. He withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, Divine Doctor Li. After all, I am also worshiped by Hong Long. If I don't have some real materials, how can I convince everyone."
Li Chengran looked at Wu Feng, bowed deeply and said: "You are the real master outside the world. My master is right. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. There is no end point in the martial arts journey."
"I just have a better chance, but I'm still far behind you who have truly comprehended and practiced martial arts."
Wu Feng is very humble, especially after seeing Li Chengran's acupuncture skills, he was very fascinated. This is the national quintessence of Huayang Kingdom.
Li Chengran discussed the topic of Zhenqi with Wu Feng, and was completely impressed by Wu Feng. He finally understood why Li Yingbao, as a martial arts master, worshiped Wu Feng as his teacher.
Wu Feng may be as he said, his level is much lower than theirs, but his strength has reached the level of a martial arts grand master, or is one level higher than a martial arts grand master.
Although Li Chengran didn't want to believe it, Wu Feng's strength was clearly displayed in front of him, and he couldn't help but deny it.
"Senior Wu, since you have so much energy, I'd better trouble you to take action on the acupuncture."
Li Chengran did not dare to claim to be a miracle doctor in front of Wu Feng this time, and completely turned into a junior.
"Doctor Li, please stop saying that. You are not a senior, just call me Wu Feng."
Wu Feng waved his hands hurriedly, but he didn't expect that Li Chengran's name for him had also changed.
"Senior, I don't dare to call you by your first name. Wouldn't it cost me my life? You and my master are both worshiped by Hong Long. If it weren't for Hong Xue, I should call you uncle."
Li Chengran had a respectful look on his face, and there was no hint of joking in his words.
Wu Feng shook his head with a wry smile, slapped his forehead, and said: "Okay, that's up to you, but you have to tell me first what acupuncture is? Do you want me to help you pull out the needle?"
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Li Chengran's expression changed again when he heard this. He didn't believe what Wu Feng said, but he said very cooperatively: "Acupuncture initiation and acupuncture operation are the same. Both require the cooperation of true energy to achieve the best effect."
"Oh, I see!"
Wu Feng nodded, seeming to understand the reason. He circulated the zhenqi in his body and stretched out his hand to grab the silver needle in the void.
A suction force of true energy was seen, and all the fine needles flew out of the old lady's body and were sucked into the palm of Wu Feng's hand.
Wu Feng's palm was like a magnet, and he suddenly sucked out all the gold and silver needles from the old lady's body.
"Fetch objects from the air!"
Li Chengran swallowed his saliva, as if seeing a monster, and hurriedly picked up the quilt from the side and covered the old lady's body.
"These needles..." Wu Feng looked at the long needle in his hand with some embarrassment and asked Li Chengran.
Li Chengran smiled bitterly and said: "Senior, just put it on the table. I will put it myself."
His heart was extremely bitter, and the hand Wu Feng showed completely shattered the little bit of pride he had in his heart.