Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 342 - 339: Ultimate Mystery! (Fourth Update! Seeking Recommendations!)_1

Chapter 342: Chapter 339: Ultimate Mystery! (Fourth Update! Seeking Recommendations!)_1

Old Huang suddenly sensed something amiss.

There must be a devil when things go awry.

His gaze bore into Ren Feifan who appeared as tranquil as a virgin.

From his understanding of Master Ren, he would never give up lightly.

Moreover, the last time in the teahouse, his disciple was warned by a needle from the opponent with incredible speed!

How could a person, who was so swift and so confident, be in a daze?

Master Ren must have a plan.

Although he only had a single silver needle in his hand, for some reason, Old Huang felt that Master Ren must have a solution to break the stalemate.

Old Huang’s eyes were somewhat dry, but he remained fixated on Ren Feifan without blinking.

Suddenly! Old Huang’s pupils contracted sharply!

Because he saw a current of energy flowing around Ren Feifan and saw the table beside him slightly shaking!

How could there be a flow of energy around a person who isn’t moving!

The most crucial point was that the Bronze Man in front of Ren Feifan was also discharging liquid, and the float in the water tank underneath the Bronze Man was slowly rising!

Impossible!

Old Huang’s eyes widened, witnessing such an astonishing event for the first time!

He knew about the acupuncture Bronze Man, where every tiny hole represents an acupoint on the human body, and only the stimulation of these acupoints would make the liquid inside flow out.

Jin Changwen used dozens of silver needles to make the float in the water tank gradually rise, but Ren Feifan accomplished the same with just one needle!

An idea suddenly struck Old Huang!

To use the needle method of qi, one hair can affect the whole body!

Could it be that Master Ren is using the needle method of qi?

Such a legendary needle method actually has someone who can use it!

At this moment, Old Huang’s heart was filled with indescribable shock.

There was also Old Master Zhu who noticed the changes in Ren Feifan.

Old Master Zhu initially had thought Ren Feifan was definitely going to lose, but slowly he noticed an unfamiliar quality in Ren Feifan’s demeanor.

This quality was very familiar, yet he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

Until one moment, he suddenly realized!

This quality was exactly like the elder who saved him decades ago!

This was a quality of transparent Daoism and broad-mindedness towards the world!

People with this quality wouldn’t easily give up!

He then shifted his gaze slightly downwards, quickly discovering that there was continuous liquid seeping out of the Bronze Man in front of Ren Feifan!

Is this... could this be... achieved with one needle?

...

The twenty seconds passed in an instant.

Jin Changwen’s smile spread across his face, the grin of a winner.

Because he was certain to win this competition.

Towards the end, his peripheral vision had given up on Ren Feifan.

He looked at the Bronze Man in front of him, its water tank was almost a quarter full.

This was better than his usual training results, it seemed he was in optimal health today, performing at his peak.

Jin Changwen looked at Ren Feifan and gestured to his Bronze Man, sneering, "Young man, will you admit your defeat now?"

"You lost."

What surprised Jin Changwen was that Ren Feifan turned around nonchalantly and simply uttered these words.

"I lost?" It was as if Jin Changwen had heard the funniest joke in the world, "You lacked the courage to even dispute the bet, couldn’t move for a whole twenty seconds, and you have the audacity to tell me I lost? What a joke!"

At this moment, Old Huang stepped out and said to Jin Changwen, "Old Jin, you indeed lost."

Jin Changwen peered at Old Huang with bulging eyes as anger surged from his heart.

He initially assumed that Huang Baicao would be impartial, but he never expected that the old fellow would, like those despicable people, favor his own kind!

Absurd!

Shameless!

He pointed at Old Huang and shouted, "Huang Baicao, with everyone watching, are you still trying to shirk responsibility! Fine! Very well! Do you truly believe I can’t remove you from the position of President?"

Jin Changwen was on the verge of exploding, his anger almost killing him due to the distorted perspectives of the people around him.

At this moment, an authoritative voice rang out:

"Old Jin, you have truly lost."

Jin Changwen froze, recognizing the voice.

He stiffly turned his head and spotted Zhu Ting in the crowd.

Old Master Zhu... he also says I lost?

Seemingly anticipating Jin Changwen’s reaction, Zhu Ting pointed towards the Bronze Man in front of Ren Feifan and explained, "If you look at the Bronze Man in front of this young man you’ll understand!"

Jin Changwen’s gaze shot over instantly, but in the next second, his face changed dramatically!

Because the water tank of the Bronze Man in front of Ren Feifan was completely filled!

It was completely filled!

How is that possible!

In twenty seconds, it was simply impossible for anyone to make the acupuncture Bronze Man’s water tank fill up!

Jin Changwen hurriedly walked over to Ren Feifan’s Bronze Man and stared wide-eyed at it.

But after looking for a long while, he still found no faults.

"Impossible, this kid didn’t even move, how could he make the Bronze Man like this! You must have cheated!" shouted Jin Changwen indignantly at the results on the acupuncture Bronze Man.

"Cheat?"

Ren Feifan gave a cold smirk, toying with a silver needle in his hand, casually retorting, "The King of Jiangnan Needles? Hmph, you have no understanding of the ultimate mystery of acupuncture!"

"The ultimate mystery of acupuncture?" echoed Jin Changwen instinctively.

Without a direct answer, Ren Feifan moved his fingers slightly and the silver needle flew out, landing on Jin Changwen’s Bronze Man.

In an instant, fluid flowed through every small hole of the Bronze Man, quickly filling up the remaining fifth of Jin Changwen’s tank.

After completing all this, Ren Feifan casually said, "The ultimate mystery of acupuncture is to control the needle with Qi!"

Upon hearing ’controlling the needle with Qi’, Jin Changwen’s pupils dilated, his mouth slightly agape, his entire being seemingly drained.

As the inheritor of the Jin family’s acupuncture techniques, he knew that the highest realm of acupuncture was indeed controlling the needle with Qi, but this was only known to exist in myths.

Throughout history, no one in the Jin family had ever witnessed anyone achieving it.

Although there were records of it in the family genealogy, it was never verified.

Yet the man before him claimed he could control the needle with Qi! Jin Changwen’s first instinct was to disbelieve, but upon seeing the Bronze Man before him, he had no choice but to concede.

This was the only possibility.

The Acupuncture Bronze Man was a creation of their Jin family, and there were no known ways to crack it.

Only by accurately stimulating the acupoints of the Bronze Man could one bring out the fluid within.

The Bronze Man in front of Ren Feifan unequivocally proclaimed one fact to him:

He had indeed lost.

He had been thoroughly defeated.

From today, he would no longer be the King of Jiangnan Needles. As long as the young man in front of him resided in Jiangnan Province, this title would no longer belong to him.

Jin Changwen was not a person who would not admit defeat. Despite his childlike temper, he took medicine much more seriously than anyone else.

Medicine would not tolerate any fraud, if one was stronger than you, then they were stronger.

This was the attitude of everyone present towards traditional Chinese medicine.

"I concede, Master Ren’s acupuncture skills far surpass mine, and his medical skills are extraordinary. I apologize for any offenses I have made, please forgive me," said Jin Changwen graciously.

After uttering these words, he collapsed onto a chair, his eyes devoid of spirit.

In the path of medicine, the strongest are revered, and Ren Feifan’s skill was apparent to everyone.

Without a doubt, he was the mightiest in acupuncture in this room!

Ren Feifan’s eyes hardened as he calmly announced, "In that case, everyone can disperse. The charity banquet will surely start soon."

Everyone nodded their heads and began to disperse, but their glances towards Ren Feifan were filled with wariness.

A man who needed to be carefully served by the President of the Jiangnan Province Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, a man who won respect from the King of Jiangnan Needles, could he be ordinary?

Liu Shijie had already blended into the crowd and departed.

As for Ren Feifan, he didn’t dare to offend him in the foreseeable future.

(Triple update, today’s fourth update will be later this evening. I’ve had a bit of a tough time... The last update from morning has me really dizzy... I can’t take it anymore... I need to sleep this afternoon...)