404: Chapter 404: The Stunning Needle Technique 404: Chapter 404: The Stunning Needle Technique “Hidden Sect” has always been a legendary existence for martial artists in the Secular Ancient Martial World.
Above worldly concerns and laws, disciples of the Hidden Sects are unparalleled in strength.
To their eyes, the common folks are but ants, trembled solely by even greater powers.
Years ago, righteous powerhouses in Huaxia, led by the Pri Minister of the ti, founded the “Dragon Guard,” an organization aid to prevent lawless behaviors of Hidden Sect’s disciples practicing in the secular world, which could disturb societal stability.
In fact, the presence of “Dragon Guard” has proven sowhat effective.
Although the Hidden Sect disciples are powerful, they often practice alone in the secular world.
If they disrupt social stability, the Dragon Guard, upon learning, will rise en masse to suppress their actions through sheer numbers.
Of course, Dragon Guard mbers refrain from harming Hidden Sect disciples unless absolutely necessary, to avoid retribution from the Hidden Sects.
In truth, Hidden Sects also abide by their own rules, restraining and balancing each other.
Even the rational sects would not mobilize over minor injustices that don’t hold moral high ground, lest they face condemnation from the other sects.
No matter what, to the Secular Ancient Martial World, Hidden Sects remain a fearso and mighty existence.
If Nangong Ming is indeed a disciple of a Hidden Sect, then with his support, who could possibly compete with Ghost Doctor Sect in the field of dical skill?
If he personally took action, could he contend with Nangong Ming?
Hua Tianhe glanced at Fang Bai, then turned his attention to Wang Miaomiao, admiring her treatnt process.
If Nangong Ming’s needling technique and hand skills are shockingly impressive, then Wang Miaomiao’s technique is equally stunning.
Nangong Ming’s needling, like flowing clouds and water, achieves fluency and splendor in one go.
Wang Miaomiao’s needling, perfectly balancing speed and rhythm, hardness and softness, exudes an aura of overlooking the world with delicacy and beauty, providing a visual pleasure.
“Emperor’s Ten Needles” is a needling technique created by Fang Bai after becoming the Immortal Emperor, beautifully rging the Martial Dao and the art of healing.
When “Emperor’s Ten Needles” is perford by Fang Bai, the simple silver needles exude an invincible dominance – capable of both healing and combat, pushing the unity of martial and dical arts to the pinnacle.
Wang Miaomiao, a woman of gentle temperant, lacks the technique’s inherent dominance when practicing “Emperor’s Ten Needles,” instead imbuing it with a woman’s innate grace and gentleness.
Although Wang Miaomiao has yet to fully grasp the true essence of “Emperor’s Ten Needles” or to unlock its complete healing potential, for treating common ailnts, she is more than adequate.
“The needling techniques used by these two youngsters are unprecedented, unheard of – our land of Huaxia truly harbors hidden dragons and crouching tigers!”
Hua Tianhe’s gaze shifted back and forth between Nangong Ming and Wang Miaomiao, overwheld by their exquisite needling techniques and filled with imnse emotion.
Initially, Hua Tianhe harbored so hopes for Rejuvenation Hall to claim the top spot in the dical skill competition.
Yet, having witnessed the needling skills displayed by Nangong Ming and Wang Miaomiao, he utterly relinquished such thoughts.
A master is known by their first move.
Hua Tianhe was a dical expert, and as soon as he saw the acupuncture perford by Nangong Ming and Wang Miaomiao, he knew that the other Ancient dicine Sect disciples were far outmatched and not even on the sa level of competition.
What Hua Tianhe could affirm was that, in this dical skills exchange, those who could make it to the end would inevitably be Nangong Ming and Wang Miaomiao.
That is to say, the first place in this dical skills exchange segnt would co from either the “Ghost Doctor Sect” or the “Doctor Pavilion,” two of the great Ancient dicine Sects.
The “Ghost Doctor Sect,” among the top five dical sects of Huaxia, was the most mysterious, and from the Sect Leader Sikong Lieyang down, all disciples acted in a manner that was both righteous and unorthodox.
Their inherited cultivation techniques were biased towards the Yin and gentle, resulting in each disciple having a solitary, cold temperant that kept people at a respectful distance.
On the contrary, the “Doctor Pavilion” was the complete opposite.
All the female disciples in the pavilion were gentle and amiable in their speech and behavior, giving others a feeling of spring breeze.
It was the most popular among the top five Ancient dicine Sects.
And the Pavilion Master of “Doctor Pavilion,” Wen Yu, also had good relations with the leaders of the other Ancient dicine Sects, so logically, Hua Tianhe hoped the “Doctor Pavilion” would claim the first place.
Not only could Hua Tianhe discern the outco of this dical expertise competition, but many of the guests present could also see it coming.
Wang Miaomiao was originally just an ordinary disciple of “Doctor Pavilion.” After eting Fang Bai and undergoing his tutelage, she was able to deliver the stunning performance on stage.
The news that Wang Miaomiao had been taught by Fang Bai had already reached many guests through various channels, and they hadn’t taken it seriously at first.
They didn’t think Fang Bai, no matter how skilled, could turn Wang Miaomiao into a dical expert in just over one night.
However, Wang Miaomiao’s sudden rise at the mont made those guests marvel, beginning to look at Fang Bai in a new light.
Especially the Sect Leaders of the Ancient dicine Sects, their gaze towards Fang Bai was now filled with fervor, as if they had discovered a new continent.
If Fang Bai could turn Wang Miaomiao into a dical expert, he might be able to train more dical experts like her.
If they could recruit Fang Bai into their sect, the benefits to the sect were self-evident.
One way or another, they had to make a point of getting to know Fang Bai better!
This was what the Sect Leaders of the various Ancient dicine Sects were thinking, except for that of the “Ghost Doctor Sect,” Sikong Lieyang.
Qian Haoduo sat in the audience, and instead of being pleased with Wang Miaomiao’s excellent performance, he was anxious and almost felt an urge to jump onto the podium and pull Wang Miaomiao down from the stage.
Despite being an honorary Elder of “Doctor Pavilion,” Qian Haoduo was the last person who wanted “Doctor Pavilion” to win first place.
If “Doctor Pavilion” won first place, including Qian Haoduo, the vast majority of the guests betting would lose a large sum of money, particularly him, as the bookmaker, who stood to lose the most.
But despite the tension, Qian Haoduo was still confident that the final winner would be the “Ghost Doctor Sect.” The sudden ergence of Wang Miaomiao would only add so complications to Nangong Ming’s path to the championship.
Inside the conference center, it was as silent as a crypt.
Over a thousand guests widened their eyes, intently watching the twelve Ancient dicine Sect disciples compete in dical skills on the podium.
Most guest’s gazes were fixed on Nangong Ming and Wang Miaomiao.
Ten minutes later, Nangong Ming and Wang Miaomiao nearly simultaneously withdrew their silver needles, concluding their acupuncture treatnts.
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