603: Chapter 603: [The Shaless Traditional Chinese dicine Practitioner] 603: Chapter 603: [The Shaless Traditional Chinese dicine Practitioner] Kotani Ichiro’s eyes lit up as he couldn’t help but sneer, “Are you also a Traditional Chinese dicine Practitioner from the dical Spirit Hall?”
Ye Chenfeng certainly knew Kotani Ichiro was mocking him, and nodded again.
“Haha, this is killing with laughter.
I didn’t expect the dical Spirit Hall to run out of people and actually let soone in their twenties be a TCM doctor.
The Divine Land’s dicine has really run out of people, sigh!
Look at our Japan’s Traditional Chinese dicine Practitioners!
The Divine Land really is a declining nation!” Kotani Ichiro said smugly.
Ye Chenfeng snorted coldly, “The Divine Land may be declining, but why are you still learning the Divine Land’s language then?
You look down on the Divine Land, don’t you?
So why bother learning its language so well?
Could it be because you’re cheap?”
Ye Chenfeng’s consecutive three questions left Kotani Ichiro speechless.
“I…” Kotani Ichiro was about to speak, but Ye Chenfeng brazenly interrupted, “You are cheap, just a cheap person.
You and so other countries as well, taking what belongs to others and shalessly proclaiming it as your own.
You really don’t know the aning of the word ‘sha’!”
Although Ye Chenfeng’s words were crude, they gave Liu Yueming and the crowd a great sense of relief.
These countries were just too much, taking the treasures of the Divine Land and even trying to apply for World Cultural Heritage status.
It made everyone so angry.
After Ye Chenfeng’s round of sarcasm, everyone felt much better.
“You dare insult our nation!” Kotani Ichiro pointed at Ye Chenfeng as he said this.
“I’m insulting you, what are you going to do, bite ?” Ye Chenfeng grabbed Kotani Ichiro’s finger, which caused the latter to cry out in pain.
Then another Japanese man let out a light scolding, “Indeed, a barbaric nation.
A few words and you resort to violence.
Doesn’t the Divine Land have an old saying, ‘Gentlen use their mouths and not their fists’?”
Ye Chenfeng hadn’t expected this man to also speak the language of the Divine Land so well, but on second thought, the dical skills of Japan’s Traditional Chinese dicine actually plagiarized from the Divine Land’s dicine, so naturally, the first step in learning TCM would be to learn the Divine Land’s language well.
“‘Gentlen use their mouths and not their fists.’ That’s for dealing with humans.
When facing wolves, of course, you have to use your fists,” Ye Chenfeng said with a light chuckle.
Unexpectedly, the man did not get angry but instead smiled, “People without ability often talk big.
Today, I, Junfield Taimoku, have co to challenge the experts of the dical Spirit Hall.
You will give this opportunity, won’t you?”
Junfield Taimoku’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the crowd intently before continuing, “If not, it’s fine.
You could just withdraw from here starting now and let our Japan operate the dical Spirit Hall in the future.”
“Pah, you wish!” Wang De cursed in response.
“Fine, you want to challenge us, then I’ll be your opponent,” Ye Chenfeng replied.
Ye Chenfeng’s mouth turned up into a smirk, which in Junfield Taimoku’s eyes appeared utter disdain!
“Alright, I’ll challenge you!” Junfield Taimoku glared at Ye Chenfeng.
“How shall we compete?” Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but ask.
“Could a Chinese doctor take a look and see what’s wrong with my father?” Just as Ye Chenfeng finished asking, suddenly, a woman ca in, dragging an unconscious old man.
They turned out to be two foreigners, which made Ye Chenfeng wonder whether they were plants.
Ye Chenfeng released his powerful Divine Sense and discovered that the unconscious old man had fallen into a coma due to cardiac arrest.
If not treated quickly, the old man would likely die.
Park Sung-ho narrowed his eyes and then approached the woman, saying, “I am from Japan’s Traditional Chinese dicine exchange group, let have a look!”
“What?
You’re a Traditional Chinese dicine Practitioner from the Japanese exchange group?
That’s fantastic!”
In the hearts of Westerners, Japanese Traditional Chinese dicine Practitioners are much more magical than the Divine Land’s physicians, especially since there were rumors that a Japanese practitioner cured the wife of a major European country’s president.
“A sudden heart attack!” Kotani Ichiro still had so skills; after checking the pulse, he knew the old man had a sudden heart attack,
Kotani Ichiro looked at Ye Chenfeng disdainfully, then assured the lady, “Don’t worry, I can definitely cure the old man!”
Seeing Kotani Ichiro’s full confidence, Ye Chenfeng’s face didn’t show any changes, and he watched Kotani Ichiro’s next move with interest.
Kotani Ichiro took out a few Silver Needles, then started to apply them to the old man.
The Qi Yun Needle technique was used, showing shades of the Five Elents Bagua Needle, but it was far from the real thing.
This technique had been taught to Chenfeng by Yi Buxing, so he was very familiar with the Five Elents Bagua Needle.
Kotani Ichiro’s hands kept twirling, and the old man’s pale face gradually regained so color; his breathing also beca much smoother.
“God, it’s really miraculous!” the lady exclaid.
“Phew!” Kotani Ichiro finished with the needles and let out a long breath, then smiled at the lady, “The old man is now out of danger!”
“I’m so grateful to you,” the lady said, giving Kotani Ichiro a bear hug.
The Divine Land’s physicians by Liu Yueming’s side felt a bit of panic.
The sudden heart attack was just healed with a few needles—wasn’t this too miraculous?
Even the Japanese Traditional Chinese dicine Practitioners were so amazing.
“It’s just an incomplete version of the Five Elents Bagua Needle that has been improved,” Ye Chenfeng suddenly said dismissively.
“What Five Elents Bagua Needle?
This is our Japanese version, the Five Elents Weather Needle!” Kotani Ichiro protested.
Ye Chenfeng nearly stumbled and fell to the ground.
He hadn’t expected the Divine Land’s Five Elents Bagua Needle to be shalessly modified into the Five Elents Weather Needle by these guys—how shaless.
“Heh, the Five Elents Weather Needle, be that as it may, with your superficial technique, you’re not worthy of calling it the Five Elents Bagua Needle!” Ye Chenfeng snorted coldly.
“You must stop insulting us.
I’ll have you know, my patience is limited, especially for soone from the Divine Land who only knows how to talk!” Kotani Ichiro stared fiercely at Ye Chenfeng with a face full of arrogance.
“Fine, today I will show you what the true Five Elents Bagua Needle is like.
Ah, let’s broaden the horizons of certain people!” Ye Chenfeng said with a wry smile, shaking his head.
When they heard Ye Chenfeng was about to demonstrate the real Five Elents Bagua Needle, everyone felt a tinge of expectation.
Liu Yueming’s heart trembled fiercely once again.
Ye Chenfeng knew the Dragon Dance Acupuncture Technique, and now it turned out he also knew the Five Elents Bagua Needle; judging by Chenfeng’s expression, his expertise didn’t end there.
Lin Qingzhu’s graceful figure moved lightly, her beautiful eyes shimring with light, and a mysterious smile on her lips, looking forward to Ye Chenfeng bringing a miracle.
Although the old man’s sudden heart attack had been stopped, it was only temporary, and he hadn’t woken up yet.
Before all the onlookers, Ye Chenfeng approached the old man, but the lady blocked him, “What are you planning to do?”
Ye Chenfeng pushed the lady aside and said, “I’m going to wake him up right now.”
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