The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 602 [The Needle Techniques Recorded in the Gan Luo Book]

"Heh," Ye Chenfeng smiled faintly, "I just stuck a needle in you. Aren’t you supposed to be the incredible traditional Chinese doctors from the tales? Is this little problem really too difficult for you?"

Behind Ye Chenfeng, Lin Qingzhu suddenly felt the urge to laugh. The people of the Medical Spirit Hall were always so arrogant, but today, they were being led by the nose by Ye Chenfeng.

Clearly, Ye Chenfeng was making things difficult for these traditional doctors on purpose, and he was using this method to do it.

"Ah, it hurts! Teacher, why do I feel like my body is being bitten by thousands of insects?"

Suddenly, Wang De felt as if countless tiny insects were tearing through his limbs and organs, biting at them. The piercing pain and the numbing sensation almost made him faint, but he was unable to move at all. He could only endure the pain stoically, his face red and somewhat distorted, as if he were a smoker craving a cigarette.

Liu Yueming was thoroughly shocked. This young man had merely inserted a needle, and Wang De had ended up in this state, yet he could not understand why.

The elders behind Liu Yueming stepped forward one after another, shaking their heads repeatedly, indicating that they too could not understand what had happened.

"What exactly did you do to Brother Wang De? You better save him right now, or I am calling the police!"

"Tsk tsk..." Ye Chenfeng chuckled, "You really are a bunch of quacks. All you think about is calling the police, without any real skills of your own!"

"Wait, let me try!" suddenly Liu Yueming exclaimed.

Everyone at the scene turned to look at Liu Yueming, the elder, and Ye Chenfeng watched him with keen interest as well. He had no expectation that this elder could counteract his technique; to Ye Chenfeng, all these people were but quacks.

Liu Yueming first touched Wang De all over, then he took out a small bag of silver needles from his person, which housed various kinds of silver needles.

Quite well-equipped, Ye Chenfeng thought with a silent chuckle.

But the next moment, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes brightened abruptly as he saw Liu Yueming manipulate the needle with one hand, a faint True Qi flowing onto the silver needle, causing it to buzz and then penetrate into an acupoint on Wang De’s body.

Qi Yun Needle!

A shiver ran through Ye Chenfeng’s heart. He had not expected that someone in Jiangnan would be capable of using the Qi Yun Needle. Although the Qi Yun Needle was now basic to him, meeting someone in Jiangnan who could use it was nonetheless shocking.

Succeeding this, Liu Yueming continually twisted the silver needles, inserting them one by one into Wang De’s body. Gradually, Liu Yueming’s movements became sluggish, and his expression grew solemn. Sweat beads the size of peas rolled down his forehead.

Regardless of whether Liu Yueming could break Ye Chenfeng’s needle technique, Ye Chenfeng was already stunned. However, in the next moment, something even more shocking occurred. Liu Yueming took out another silver needle and its tip quivered. Then, two faint shadows appeared, seemingly hidden and apparent.

Ye Chenfeng remembered that this was a needling technique mentioned in the Gan Luo Book, known as the Dragon Dance Acupuncture Technique, and what Liu Yueming was performing was precisely its first move: Dragon Flies and Phoenix Dances!

Thump!

Ye Chenfeng’s heart deeply trembled. It was the Dragon Dance Acupuncture Technique, something even the head of the Medical Spirit Hall knew, though he had only learned a little of it.

Once the Dragon Dance Acupuncture Technique was executed, it proved effective immediately. Wang De quickly calmed down, and the piercing pain throughout his body gradually faded until it disappeared completely. Eventually, Wang De’s grimaced face also stabilized.

"Phew!" After Liu Yueming finished withdrawing the needles, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"It’s the Dragon Dance Acupuncture Technique! Wow, not bad, you’ve got some skills!" Ye Chenfeng chuckled.

"Oh? You can even recognize the Dragon Dance Acupuncture Technique, who are you?" Liu Yueming was shocked and couldn’t help but ask.

Ye Chenfeng smiled, "I’m just an ordinary person!"

"How can you be an ordinary person? How would an ordinary person understand the Dragon Dance Acupuncture Technique?" Liu Yueming exclaimed in surprise.

"I am not much, but I know all three forms of the Dragon Dance Acupuncture Technique!" Ye Chenfeng said proudly.

"What? All three forms?" Liu Yueming was shocked.

"No wonder, that needle you used just now was truly masterful, perfectly sealing Wang De’s meridians. If it were even slightly more, Wang De would have been ruined. Moreover, the needle even cured the chronic damp-cold in Wang De’s body, punishing him yet for his own good. You have a clear sense of right and wrong; whether it’s medical ethics, acupuncture technique, or medical skills, you deserve the respect of everyone present."

Wang De was shocked as well. He hadn’t realized it until Liu Yueming mentioned it, but upon being reminded, he found the damp-cold in his body had indeed vanished. Ye Chenfeng was truly extraordinary, having diagnosed his damp-cold condition at first glance, a real medical prodigy indeed.

"Thank you, young doctor!" Wang De said, his face full of embarrassment.

"It’s nothing, I hope that in the future everyone can fully demonstrate the efficacy of our Traditional Chinese Medicine and strive to promote it!" Ye Chenfeng smiled.

"We’ll keep the young doctor’s words in our hearts!" Wang De and the others said.

"Actually, I came here today because of the day after tomorrow’s medical skills exchange competition between Divine Land and Japanese Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioners!" Ye Chenfeng said.

Liu Yueming’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he joyfully said, "Could it be that you are the Divine Doctor mentioned by Dean Liang?"

Upon hearing Liu Yueming’s question, the other Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioners also perked up their ears. If someone as exceptional as Ye Chenfeng joined, their chances of winning were indeed high. They had gathered today to discuss the competition, and hearing about the strength of the Japanese practitioners had even made Liu Yueming feel uneasy, but with Ye Chenfeng participating, their chances of victory were significantly boosted, easily overcoming Sai Huatuo, let alone these Japanese practitioners.

Everyone silently stared at Ye Chenfeng, hoping to hear the answer they wished for from him.

Ye Chenfeng’s lips parted slightly, "Indeed, Dean Liang sent me here, but I am no Divine Doctor. Tomorrow I will attend the exchange conference; there are many reasons, including promoting our Traditional Chinese Medicine, curbing the vigor of Japanese practitioners, and more."

Liu Yueming almost jumped for joy and repeatedly said, "That’s wonderful, that’s just wonderful, our Medical Spirit Hall is saved!"

The others were also very happy, talking amongst themselves, "There’s hope for this competition now, our Divine Land’s Traditional Chinese Medicine will not be disgraced!"

"No wonder Traditional Chinese Medicine in Divine Land has declined to such a state, with Jiangnan’s largest medical hall looking like this, and even the doors have been taken down!"

Just then, a voice full of mockery rang at the door, followed by two figures entering, their well-tailored suits exuding luxury.

They were members of the Japanese Traditional Chinese Medicine exchange team, Kotani Ichiro and Junpei Taiki.

Kotani Ichiro’s eyes brightened, and he couldn’t help but mock, "Are you also a Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner from the Medical Spirit Hall?"

Ye Chenfeng certainly knew Kotani Ichiro was mocking him and nodded again.