In the field of traditional Chinese dicine, there are many needle techniques that have been lost for a long ti. It is said that these techniques have terrifying effects, and so even have the skill to heal the dead.
This is no joke!
Previously, Yu Guanyi kept pestering Ren Feng because when Ren Feng saved soone, he used a lost needle skill.
As Hao Baishan, a disciple of Fuyunzi's sect, he himself mastered a needle technique, so he was even more aware of this.
After seeing Ren Feng perform the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, the way he looked at Ren Feng had already changed significantly.
"Mr. Hao, don't get excited, you need to focus on recovering now," Ren Feng hurriedly said, "Your body is not in good shape now; you could faint at any ti."
"It doesn't matter if I faint." Mr. Hao's voice was weak, but his eyes remained fixed on Ren Feng.
"Young man, can you promise one thing?"
"Please, go ahead."
Looking at Ren Feng, Hao Baishan weakly said, "Traditional Chinese dicine cannot lose."
Ren Feng was taken aback. Looking at this weak elder, to be honest, he had great respect for these esteed seniors, no matter what field or line of work they were in.
"Don't worry, traditional Chinese dicine will not lose!"
Hao Baishan smiled faintly.
After letting Hao Baishan rest well, Ren Feng walked out of the ward again.
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In the venue, the Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine delegation was already engaged in the ninth competition against Korean dicine, yet this ti, it ended once again in failure.
"Once again, the winner is Mr. Sheng!"
Cui Junxian shouted, and those Koreans in the stands were roaring in excitent.
When have they, the South Koreans, ever lost?
This group of people who claim Korean dicine originated from Huaxia's traditional Chinese dicine should now finally understand who the true origin of traditional Chinese dicine is, right?
The Koreans were imnsely excited and wore an expression of revengeful pleasure on their faces because they were already aware of the previous incident where Huaxia traditional Chinese dicine practitioners had hit soone.
In a certain room in South Korea, a woman watching the constant losing of Huaxia miracle doctors, puffed on a cigarette and laughed: "First create a little bit of chaos, then make a move. Hardro, how's the Cui Family's preparation going?"
"All set," Hardro said from behind.
"Excellent."
anwhile, the Huaxia citizens watching the live broadcast of Huaxia traditional Chinese dicine retreating step by step were filled with anger and disappointnt.
"What's happening, hurry up and get Mr. Hao out here!"
"Yeah, at this critical mont, why aren't they calling Mr. Hao out?"
"Has the Traditional Chinese dicine delegation gone mad?"
Cui Junxian was still shouting, "Mr. Sheng has won again, this is already the tenth match he has won, which once again proves that our South Korean dicine is invincible!"
The Traditional Chinese dicine delegation was losing more and more, and there was a sense of anger and humiliation on the faces of Liao Yuan and others. Their dical skills were indeed still far behind the three South Korean doctors.
If only Hao Baishan were there, he could even contend with Yin Xingshui, but now Mr. Hao was lying in a hospital bed, they had lost their backbone completely.
In these ten matches, including Liao Yuan, everyone who could participate had, yet they were still not a match for Sheng Quangong.
Seeing that no one from the Traditional Chinese dicine delegation ca forward, Cui Junxian shouted: "What's the matter? Is the Traditional Chinese dicine delegation out of people? Are they going to concede?"
Every ti he spoke, the Korean citizens in the audience cheered, while the Huaxia citizens were enraged.
"Don't tell the Koreans won!"
"If the Koreans win, I'll be so disappointed."
Cui Junxian stood on stage, looked at the silent Traditional Chinese dicine delegation, and said: "Additionally, let tell you one more thing, this group of Huaxia Chinese dicine representatives, this morning, publicly beat our nation's youth, and one person nearly had their eyeball ruptured and was in life-threatening danger."
"Therefore, after the competition, we are going to hold a press conference, and the police will be present to address this matter. We must demand an explanation. In our own country, we will never see our people being bullied by outsiders!"
The entire audience of Koreans began to cheer, and countless people shouted, "Punish the culprits! Punish the culprits!"
Having finished speaking, Cui Junxian looked at the Traditional Chinese dicine delegation again: "Is there anyone else who wants to compete?"
"I will."
Xie Zhijun spoke up; he was the last who had not yet taken the stage.
Liao Yuan and others looked at Xie Zhijun, and Xie Zhijun said solemnly: "No matter what, I will do my best."
The others nodded gravely.
However, without any surprise, Xie Zhijun also lost to Sheng Quangong.
By this ti, the Huaxia citizens had already lost so hope.
"Why is the dical skill of these Korean bastards so formidable?"
"How can the mighty Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine be so weak? Is there really nobody in Huaxia?"
"Who says there's no one? There are so many Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine practitioners, if Mr. Hao were here, things wouldn't be this bad!" soone retorted.
"Then please get Mr. Hao out here and hit these Korean bastards back!"
"Yes, seeing these Korean bastards loiter around, I can't stand it any longer."
"The problem is that we can't even see Mr. Hao, what's really going on here!"
The entire Huaxia internet was abuzz with discussions, hoping that soone else could co out and help Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine win the competition.
But that only seed to be a far-fetched hope.
Seeing Cui Junxian announce the result of the competition, Yu Guanyi's face imdiately darkened, and he swung his sleeve heavily: "I'm done watching! These Traditional Chinese dicine delegates, apart from Mr. Hao, are just a bunch of useless fops! Why not send Mr. Hao?"
The entire Huaxia populace exploded.
"Damn! I'm done supporting them, those Traditional Chinese dicine delegates must be brain-dead, send Mr. Hao!"
"Yes! Send Mr. Hao!"
Everyone was angry, and at this mont, in the stadium, countless police officers rushed in and surrounded the Traditional Chinese dicine delegation.
"Now, that the match is over, let's discuss what happened this morning!" Cui Junxian said, "This will still be a live broadcast, and this press conference will explain what really happened this morning and send these murderers straight to hell!"
The Huaxia citizens were fuming, and many turned off the live broadcast video in anger!
"What the hell is going on here?"
On the scene, Cui Xianjun loudly said: "We will definitely seek justice for our citizens. We will not tolerate such violent harm to our country's citizens. We have officially released the relevant information to the Huaxia Governnt, demanding that they severely punish the culprits and give our country and people an explanation!"
"Explanation! Explanation!"
The Koreans shouted, and Cui Xianjun loudly said: "Now, I will hand over my hosting authority to Mr. Li from the Seoul tropolitan Police Agency."
Mr. Li from the Seoul tropolitan Police Agency also appeared on the scene. He looked at Bai Ge and others and snorted coldly: "Today, we will explain everything clearly, so everyone knows the truth!"
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