Everyone has heard a lot about Taiyi Divine Needle.
But very few people have actually seen it.
Those present were all well-known figures in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, many of whom had seen Mr. Ye use the Taiyi Magic Acupuncture with his own eyes.
It was also shocking at the time.
But now I saw with my own eyes that Wu Yong used the Taiyi Magic Needle.
I suddenly realized it.
Ye Lao's Taiyi Magic Needle is like a child's play.
He is not at the same level as Wu Yong.
Wow.
It's like pouring cold water into a pot of boiling oil.
The entire exhibition hall exploded directly.
"Fuck!"
"Awesome!"
After everyone made shocking remarks.
Most of them didn't care to express any more emotions, and held their breath and focused on observing Wu Yong's every move.
Experience the magic of Taiyi Divine Needle.
Professor Lin's jaw almost dropped to the ground.
From the moment he saw Wu Yong here, Wu Yong shocked him too much.
He understood a little now.
Why doesn't Wu Yong come to class?
I wonder who has such good medical skills and is willing to listen to an old scholar like me who only knows theory.
While feeling ashamed.
Professor Lin was still slightly proud in his heart.
He wanted to say to the people next to him: Wu Yong is my student!
Let’s look back at Zhou Zixuan.
His face had already turned black into a piece of carbon.
He was full of confidence before because he believed that his Three Needles of Ghost Gate was almost the most advanced acupuncture technique.
These are all based on the premise that Qi is not used to control the needle.
Who would have thought.
Wu Yong actually knew how to control the needle with his breath.
And the acupuncture method used is the Taiyi Divine Needle.
Zhou Zixuan fell into despair deep in his heart.
Suddenly there was a sense of sadness that there was no way to be bright when there was beauty.
"Lost...already lost..."
Wu Yong's acupuncture demonstration has not yet been completed.
Zhou Zixuan had already shaken his head, acknowledging that he had lost the game.
The attendant next to him couldn't help comforting him: "Brother Xuan, don't be discouraged. The final results haven't been announced yet. There is still a chance for everything."
Zhou Zixuan's facial expression hehehe said twice: "You mean to bribe the referee team?"
The attendant didn't answer the call, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Zhou Zixuan said: "Come on, look at other people's reactions. What do you think everyone will think of me now that the referee team says I won? I'm afraid I will be drowned in saliva. In this case, what's the point of winning the championship?"
The attendant was speechless: "This..."
Zhou Zixuan said in a deep voice: "Use Qi to control the needle. I won't accept it. It's the first time in my life that Zhou Zixuan has seen a mountain that can make me look up. The traditional Chinese medicine competition is a worthwhile trip. You go and get my latest customized one."
Bring me the set of silver needles, I want to give them to him."
ah!
The follower's mouth opened wide into an O shape.
"Brother Xuan, you...what did you say? You want to give him a gift?" He almost thought he heard wrong.
"Is there any problem?" Zhou Zixuan asked.
"Why do you want to give him a gift? I don't understand?" the follower asked in surprise.
"Haha, you're right if you don't understand. Controlling needles with Qi has been a legend for many years, and almost no one believes it anymore. But today he actually allowed me to see it with my own eyes. It is no exaggeration to say that he will affect my future path.
, so I want to thank him." Zhou Zixuan said.
The follower seemed to understand.
He doesn't really want to go yet.
No action has been taken.
It would be best if Zhou Zixuan glared at him twice before he reluctantly went to get the gift.
And this time.
The silver needles on the acupuncture bronze man's body were shaking more and more violently.
Even the bronze figure and the table on which the bronze figure was placed began to buzz and tremble.
Wu Yong squinted his eyes.
It depends on the timing, then shout loudly: "Get up."
He stretched his right hand forward and made a hissing sound.
The silver needle rose in response.
It flew directly out of the acupuncture bronze man and fell into Wu Yong's hands.
Immediately afterwards.
Puff puff puff.
With several soft sounds in succession, a dozen acupuncture points on the bronze man's body were acupunctured, and water sprayed out like a fountain at the same time.
The whole audience was shocked.
"This...how is this done?"
"He obviously only used a silver needle!"
"Why do other acupuncture points spurt water!"
A series of questions surround everyone.
But undoubtedly many people have not grasped the point.
The experts sitting on the referee's bench.
One by one, they stood up excitedly, took three steps and two steps at a time, and came to the acupuncture bronze figure, pacing back and forth to study it in amazement.
After careful observation by experts.
Finally draw a conclusion.
Wu Yong's acupuncture skills have reached the state of perfection.
Starting from one acupoint can actually affect other acupoints.
The key is that these acupuncture points are also the key to solving the disease.
That is to say.
Wu Yong only used one silver needle and started from one acupuncture point to achieve the effect that others could achieve by using dozens of silver needles and countless dazzling acupuncture techniques.
This ability is astonishing.
"A true champion!"
“Well deserved!”
The whole audience was filled with admiration.
Seniors in the field of traditional Chinese medicine also feel like they have found a treasure.
Some people even wish they could lower their stature and become disciples of Wu Yong directly.
Mr. Ye smiled happily and said: "Then now, there is no need to vote based on scores to determine the winner of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition!"
Everyone looked down upon Mr. Ye.
It's a waste of money.
Everyone knows the result.
Everyone can see Mr. Ye's little thoughts.
He just wanted to have fun.
"Okay, Lao Ye, I know that you have another genius doctor in Jiangnan City. Congratulations! Now you are satisfied!" Someone beside him said sourly.
"Satisfied, satisfied, must be satisfied." Mr. Ye said with a smile.
Since it's a competition.
There must be an awards ceremony for the champion.
But just when everyone recovered from the shock and thought about the awards, they realized that Wu Yong could not be found.
"Hey, where is Wu Yong?"
"That's right, where are the others?"
Everyone searched and searched but couldn't find it.
Weird.
After winning the championship, he also used Qi Control Needle to pretend to be a big dick, but he disappeared.
In fact, just now everyone’s attention was focused on the acupuncture bronze figure.
Wu Yong had quietly left the focus of everyone's attention, returned to Zhou Peng and the others, and gave them a wink to signal them to leave.
Zhou Peng still didn't understand: "Boss, why are you leaving? I haven't given you the award yet."
Roda also said: "Yes, you are now the champion of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition."
Wu Yong smiled faintly and said: "I just want to do Teacher Ye a favor. I don't care whether I am a champion or not. Get out before the trouble comes. If Professor Lin is okay, just accept the award for me."
Okay, thank you."
Finished.
He pulled Zhou Peng and the other two people away and ran away.
Professor Lin was stunned on the spot.
"Me? Receive the award?"
My mind was blank for a long time.
Only then did he regain his composure.
At this time, Mr. Ye was taking the microphone and shouting: "Wu Yong, Wu Yong, I'm going to give you an award, where have you gone!"
Professor Lin tugged on his collar, straightened his back, strode over and said: "Ahem, Wu Yong has left. I am his teacher and my surname is Lin. He had a few acceptance speeches and asked me to say them on his behalf.
Said. Wu Yong said that for him to receive this award today, he would like to thank the party, the government, and his alma mater, especially the teachers at his alma mater..." (To be continued)