"Clap clap clap..."
Half of the audience stood up, applauding Lin Zifeng...
Lin Zifeng’s words resonated deeply within everyone’s hearts, and they all applauded in tribute to this young king of Chinese dicine.
"Hmph!"
King of Broken Vessels Zhang Sanfeng snorted heavily, dragging his son Zhang Yunfeng out of this place of disgrace. He didn’t want to stay even a mont longer.
"Old Zhang, weren’t you very eager to experience the style of our Divine Needle Sect’s successor? How about it? Did he disappoint you?"
Wang Chongyang walked over slowly with his daughter, launching into a mocking mode with a smirk.
"Wang, you are quite sothing! Don’t think I don’t know the foundation of your Divine Needle Sect just because you found a random Chinese dicine expert."
"Oh? I’m more than willing to listen attentively," Wang Chongyang chuckled, shaking his head. "Sanfeng, I wonder if there’s a misunderstanding between us. I’ve always been quite kind to you. Why do you keep pushing us into conflict?"
Wang Chongyang wasn’t saying this because he had gained the upper hand and wanted to mock him.
Rather, Wang Chongyang hoped to turn hostility into friendship with King of Broken Vessels Zhang Sanfeng.
The two major Chinese dicine families had been entrenched in Zhonghai for years. Who could guarantee that they wouldn’t cooperate soday?
"Wang Chongyang, why do I feel like you’re acting cheap and putting on airs today? You’re trying to use today’s opportunity to avenge past humiliations. I can’t believe you’re such a person!"
After saying that, Zhang Sanfeng flicked his robe and left angrily, leaving a bewildered Wang Chongyang sighing to himself.
"Father, since he’s stubborn, more words are useless," Wang Xiaomin consoled her father, filled with heartache.
At this mont, after Zhang Yunfeng’s defeat, Lin Zifeng was the only one left in the venue. Using his ability of X-ray vision, he miraculously removed most of the hidden illnesses from a young woman’s body.
This competition not only brought him attention but also pushed his magical dical skills to new heights.
anwhile, more than a dozen dia reporters were interviewing Lin Zifeng intensely.
However, the next competition was even more surprising. Competing for the title of King of Chinese dicine, Lin Zifeng, who appeared first, quickly cured the patient’s illness with his magical ’Skin Touching Technique.’
His incredible Skin Touching Technique only used the three traditional Chinese dicine steps: slling, observing, and touching. In less than a minute, he solved all the patient’s hidden ailnts.
When Gu Ying took the stage, he announced he would withdraw!
This ant that the title of the new King of Chinese dicine was Lin Zifeng’s!
"Could you describe how you’re feeling at this mont, Lin Divine Doctor, having won the King of Chinese dicine?"
"Yes, such a young age and already winning the King of Chinese dicine title—it’s unimaginable."
"Lin Divine Doctor, can we witness your true appearance? Could you take off your mask?"
At this mont, with Lin Zifeng winning the title of King of Chinese dicine, dia reporters were relentlessly bombarding him with odd questions like mad dogs.
Originally appearing righteous, he suddenly beca speechless.
"..."
"Lin Divine Doctor, could you tell us the origin of your magical Skin Touching Technique?"
"Lin Divine Doctor, you truly are a paragon among the younger generation. Are you taking on any disciples?"
"Lin Divine Doctor, you are so handso! We just adore you!"
"Lin dical King, do you have a girlfriend? Can I be your girlfriend? My family has lots of money, you just need to be my boyfriend..."
"Lin Divine Doctor, could I marry you?"
"..."
In an instant, Lin Zifeng was rendered speechless by everyone’s relentless questioning. He finally understood the aning of being lost for words.
Fortunately, Wang Chongyang and his daughter Wang Xiaomin were clever. They firmly believed Lin Zifeng would win the championship, so they acted as full-ti bodyguards, escorting Lin Zifeng out of this place of trouble.
They ca in a hurry and left in a hurry.
It wasn’t until Lin Zifeng’s departure that the entire courtyard quieted down.
dicine King Gu Tianjiao’s face was grim as he exchanged a look with his son Gu Ying, because he was the one who had Gu Ying withdraw.
The strength Lin Zifeng displayed on the scene was entirely comparable to any Family Master Level figure from the four great Chinese dicine families. Even if dicine King Gu Tianjiao himself took action, he might not completely defeat the opponent... This was enough to demonstrate the prowess of that Divine Needle Sect successor.
"Thank you, Brother Lin."
After escaping the noisy courtyard, Wang Xiaomin took Lin Zifeng to her room, her rosy cheeks flushed with excitent.
"Thank for what? I didn’t help you guys with anything." Lin Zifeng shrugged easily, smiling bitterly.
This event made Wang Xiaomin understand Lin Zifeng’s character better.
A warm stream inexplicably surged in her heart.
Their relationship was already awkward, and after today’s events, Wang Xiaomin didn’t feel as distant from him as before.
"If you hadn’t been there today, my father and I wouldn’t have known what to do. You don’t know how it was; almost everyone believed our Divine Needle Sect was a fraud, deceiving everyone. Even that King of Broken Vessels Zhang Sanfeng added insult to injury!"
Wang Xiaomin said through gritted teeth, "Luckily, at the most critical mont, you showed up and solved all the troubles, or my father and I truly wouldn’t have known what to do."
"..."
"B-but there’s one more thing I want to tell you, Brother Lin."
"Go ahead. What is it?"
"When you didn’t appear, I made up a big lie, saying, saying you got into a car accident on the way and couldn’t make it... Brother Lin, you won’t bla , will you?"
Wang Xiaomin felt she couldn’t keep this from Lin Zifeng; she felt oppressed inside if she didn’t confess.
But after she spoke, Lin Zifeng was stunned, his facial muscles twitching slightly, yet there were no excess expressions...
Damn it! If she hadn’t made up such a half-baked excuse, Lin Zifeng wouldn’t have had to wear a half-mask to match the lie she told; otherwise, he would have appeared long ago.
...
Silently leaving dicine King Hall, Lin Zifeng found so peace; he was not a fan of noise.
Although Wang Xiaomin pleaded him tirelessly to stay, in the end, she couldn’t persuade him.
Since the dicine King Hall competition had helped the Divine Needle Sect gain much prestige, he felt staying would only add pressure to others, so leaving early was better.
Before leaving, Lin Zifeng didn’t forget to call Mu Yang several tis, but Mu Yang’s phone had been unreachable for days, which was not typical of Mu Yang’s character.
Half a month ago, Mu Yang mysteriously resigned from the Tianyu Group and left.
At that ti, Lin Zifeng didn’t understand the situation, but later learned Mu Yang seed to have gone back to deal with family matters, yet hadn’t kept in touch with Lin Zifeng for nearly a half month since returning.
Their relationship had always been ambiguous. Mu Yang once had an engagent with Long Tianya of the Long Family, and Lin Zifeng had caused a ruckus at the Mu Family. It seems he would have to visit the Mu Family again this ti.
(Wish everyone a happy Valentine’s Day. This is the third update; there will be another one tonight, which may update after midnight, so don’t wait up. Huahua also wants to have a Valentine’s Day today~)
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