C654 Rapid Trocar
C654 Rapid Trocar
"Alright, it's a deal then. My old friends are all here. Please bear witness for us today." Wu Zien was very confident with Wu Feng, they were all the grandchildren that he brought up with him, he was very clear about their strengths and weaknesses.
Wu Zien placed the embroidered box on the table and opened it. Inside was an ancient book with the words "Subfluid Needle" written in large characters. It was the needle manual for the Subfluid Needle.
"How about that? I'll come and join in the fun as well." Su Ziye walked up and smiled, "Yu Jingzhe, I have a small request, would you agree?"
"Tell me about it." Yu Jingzhe replied.
"If my acupuncture speed is on the same level as yours, or perhaps even a level above yours, you will have to teach me some techniques from the past." Su Ziye said with a faint smile. She just refused to admit defeat.
"Of course not. If you have a acupuncture technique and the Su Clan's Thousand Gold Formula, your medical skills will at least increase by a level. I will not hide anything. As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree to your request." Yu Jingzhe had always hoped that he could bring his techniques to fruition.
"Alright then, it's a deal." Su Ziye was eager to give it a try.
There was no time to lose. If they continued to delay, the sky would turn dark.
"The time starts now. You can begin acupuncture. It will take two minutes." Jiang Yue took down a timer and pressed it in front of them.
The three of them quickly picked up the silver needles and stabbed the tall bronze man in front of them without hesitation.
It must be said that the needlework of these three youngsters was not bad. They were much firmer than the previous students, and unlike the previous students, they had to look for acupoints for a long time. They might not be able to find the correct acupoints.
However, these three people were different. The three of them quickly took out their needles, pierced them with them, and then pinched their needles. When they raised their needles again, they practically didn't need to identify their acupuncture points seriously.
From the speed of the needles, it was impossible to tell who was faster or slower. The only thing they could do was wait for it to end and check the number of needles.
In the blink of an eye, two minutes had passed.
"Stop..." Jiang Yue pressed the timer and all three of them stopped their practice and retreated to the side.
"Waa, they're so strong. They're so fast."
"That's right, my vision is blurry, and it's very accurate."
"Is the bronze man broken? The three of them just randomly stabbed him, okay? I don't think he's that powerful at all."
The students who had passed the exam were still watching on the spot to witness this scene. They looked at the dazzling speed at which the needles were being pressed and felt a little dizzy. They did not believe that a person's acupuncture speed could be this fast.
"Go and find a few people to count the number of needles the three have." Jiang Yue instructed the others.
Immediately, a few members of the Chinese Medical Association walked over and began to count the number of silver needles on the bodies of the three bronze men.
Wu Feng held his head high as if he was very confident. He felt that he had performed too well this time. Just now, he was counting the number of his needles silently. He would get at least dozens more than usual.
These bronze men were pricked with quite a few needles. The long silver needles pricked the bronze men like hedgehogs. Several staff members held onto trays as they removed the needles from their bodies.
Very quickly, the statistics were completed. A few examiners looked at the statistics and then looked at each other, unsure of what to say.
"Old friends, let's announce it. I can hold on for a bit longer." Wu Zien smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had never let Yu Jingzhe off from the moment Yu Jingzhe attacked. He could tell that Yu Jingzhe was a true master. Even he couldn't compare to him.
"Yu Jingzhe has a total of two hundred and thirty needles. He ranked first, Su Ziye ranked second with two hundred needles... Wu Feng has 130 needles in total and is ranked third. " Jiang Yue announced the result. The result was obvious.
Wu Feng couldn't even compete with Su Ziye, let alone Yu Jingzhe's one hundred needles. The difference was huge.
The scene was completely silent. A person who could stab hundreds of needles within two minutes, was he even considered a human?
Don't they even need to check their acupoints?
They were definitely going to be hung. Normal people definitely wouldn't be able to do such a thing. Right, they were definitely going to be hung up.
The students who had disappeared into the crowd began to doubt life.
"Impossible, this is impossible!" You must be wrong, I can't be that different. " After a long while, Wu Feng recovered from his shock and screamed in disbelief.
"How about... More? " To be honest, Koo Zhengye didn't trust him very much.
"Why don't you order it again?" Jiang Yue also nodded. Actually, he knew in his heart that the data was very accurate. The reason he agreed to count again was because he wanted to care about Old Wu's face.
"No need, I admit defeat." Wu Zien sighed. He wasn't someone who couldn't afford to lose.
In fact, he already knew that his grandson would be defeated the moment they began their acupuncture. This was because a true acupuncture expert didn't need the eyes to identify them. What they used was feeling, and it was qi.
All his life, he had devoted himself to acupuncture, and he had never been able to achieve that state in all these years. But when the opponent made a move, he knew that Wu Feng would lose for sure, that he wouldn't even be able to compete with Su Ziye.
"Grandfather!" Wu Feng roared in frustration.
"There's no need to say anymore. A loss is a loss. I'm willing to admit my defeat." Wu Zien was a man of his word. Rather than being embarrassed, he might as well admit that his skills were inferior.
Wu Feng was incredibly disappointed. He thought he was a medical genius. At least in acupuncture, no one his age could compare to him. But he didn't expect that he would lose so completely this time.
There was indeed a gap between reality and dreams, but the gap between them was too huge. Not only did Yu Jingzhe oppress him, he even used their Wu Family's Subfluid Needle.
"No, I … I'll give you one million, no more than two million, in exchange for our Subfluid Needle Arts." Wu Feng said anxiously. No matter what, he couldn't let this blame go to him. The Subfluid Needle was their Wu family's main technique.
"Shut up." Wu Zien's face revealed a hint of anger.
"Grandfather …" Wu Feng was unwilling to accept this, that was the Subfluid Needle, the means for their Worryfree Hall to survive. If they were to just give it to someone else, what advantage would they have in the future in the other seven great diagnosis halls?
"I, Wu Zien, have always been a man of my word. I have always been responsible for every word I said. The Subfluid Needle could not be measured by money. If Yu Jingzhe is able to defeat you, then it means that his medical skills are much higher than yours. Now that Chinese medicine has declined, I only wish for this world to have a few more people like him. " Wu Zien said.