This question silenced even Su Daolin’s disciples, who quietly awaited Fang Yu’s response.
Su Daolin knew very well how unique the secret technique of Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles was; it was not sothing the average person could possibly know the true thods of application. The thods rumored among the common folk were also fabricated and deceiving. In order to master the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, he practiced hard for decades to reach today’s realm.
He even defeated the current promoter of Taiyin Needle Technique, King of Acupuncture Sun Qing, using the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles.
How could such an accomplishnt be publicly slandered by a young man? How could he not be furious?
So angry he was on the verge of exploding.
"Master... It’s not strange that this kid knows about your use of the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, he must have heard it from sowhere else," whispered a disciple.
"Impossible!" Su Daolin said with certainty.
Sun Qing indeed didn’t recognize it as the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles; he only knew the Needle Technique was very peculiar, and until now, he hadn’t figured out what it was.
Su Daolin’s gaze was piercing as he stared intently at Fang Yu and asked:
"Tell , how did you see through that I was using the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles?"
A trace of disdain appeared on Fang Yu’s face as he spoke slowly:
"The Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, created by Zhang Tianshi, is a special treatnt thod deep and profound in the art of Acupuncture. The Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles open the psychic channel, for the heart governs the mind—
For all madness and evil spirits caused by illness,
The needles must recognize thirteen points,
First needle the Ghost Palace,
Then needle the Ghost Envoy, none will fail to respond.
These are the first four lines of the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles Acupoint Song. Is there any mistake in what I said?"
...
Su Daolin’s body shook trendously!
This Acupoint Song was a closely guarded secret of Miao Shou Hall; how could outsiders possibly know about it?
Before Su Daolin could speak, a disciple next to him yelled, "Look at you, little thief, actually stealing the Acupoint Song of Miao Shou Hall!"
"Master, call the police, have him arrested! This little bastard doesn’t look like anything good!"
Fang Yu cast a contemptuous glance at them, saying:
"Old man, do you dare to ask the next two lines?"
"Hmm?"
Su Daolin of course knew what the next two lines were, but he wouldn’t possibly reveal such a thing in public, so he glared at Fang Yu, both furious and astonished.
"One by one from the beginning, n start from the left and won from the right!"
"Is there any mistake in what I said?"
Su Daolin was shocked once again, looking at Fang Yu incredulously, he said: "So what if you know? The acupoint song only helps you identify the points, it won’t help you needle! Co, people!"
"Here!"
This ti his disciples all jumped out, like wolves, ready to pounce on Fang Yu and tear him apart at any mont.
"Throw this little bastard out!"
"Yes! Master!"
Five people encircled at the sa ti.
Fang Yu sighed and shook his head, said indifferently: "You won’t cry until you see the coffin, you haven’t understood a word I’ve said!"
"You little bastard! Spouting nonsense even on the brink of death! Beat him up!"
The five people charged towards him.
Fang Yu stood casually with one arm resting on his back, his right hand extended, between his index and middle finger a Golden Needle suddenly appeared.
Simultaneously, reflecting a gleam of light.
Whoosh!
Fang Yu moved suddenly, those five who wanted to grab him found his speed too fast, a blurring sight.
"Ah!"
"Ah ah... Who the hell dares to explode at !"
"Damn it, that little bastard is actually needling !"
After swearing, the five n suddenly went blank, quieting down, turning into mummies, completely motionless. They even had a soulless gaze, more horrifying than a zombie!
"Little bastard, how dare you hurt my disciples?" Su Daolin cursed, "This is Yanjing, not a place for you to run wild."
"Stubbornly ignorant!"
Fang Yu turned his head and looked again at the woman lying on the hospital bed, "Every needle ticulously sought, n start from the left and won from the right! You inserted the needle on the left side; I told you your acupuncture was wrong, and you still refuse to admit it?"
Su Daolin’s eyes bulged as he fiercely turned towards the female patient!
Indeed, the needle was inserted incorrectly!
He hurriedly walked briskly to the woman’s side, just as he was about to pull it out, Fang Yu flashed by and blocked his arm, scoffing:
"So you, the quack doctor, dare to call yourself the number one in acupuncture?"
"Get lost! I’ve been tolerating you only because you are a friend of Sun Qing, don’t push my limits!"
"Limits? Your limit is killing people?"
"Nonsense, I practice dicine to save lives, I never kill!"
"And wouldn’t pulling out the needle be killing her?"
Fang Yu continued, "You’ve already done it all wrong; if you pull out that silver needle now, it will surely cause a reverse flow of blood, and by then, not even the greatest Immortal could save her!"
Hearing this, Su Daolin’s face turned extrely ugly, and in anger, he retorted: "My acupuncture—how could you, a little brat, understand? The Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles are adapted for both sides, reversing the needles is already possible! Ignorant child!"
"Oh..."
Fang Yu stepped aside, pointing to the silver needle on the woman’s head, "Then why isn’t this needle fully inserted?"
"I am confident in my own acupuncture skills. Although this needle isn’t perfect, it’s precise. Which of your eyes saw it wasn’t fully inserted?" Su Daolin didn’t know why he began arguing with Fang Yu.
Sun Qing and Sun Tianyou, witnessing this scene, were astonished.
Fang Yu sneered and said, "Just wait a little longer, and you’ll realize how foolish you are!"
Su Daolin was fuming with rage.
He hadn’t expected Fang Yu to be able to subdue his disciple with acupuncture and not be able to beat him. He thought he could persuade Fang Yu with his acupuncture skills, but this brat just wouldn’t buy it.
Completely unreasonable!
At that mont—
Puh!
The female patient suddenly sat up and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Seeing this, Su Daolin’s face turned deathly pale!
"How could this happen?"
"This can’t be possible!"
"My acupuncture was definitely correct!"
"Impossible—impossible—"
Su Daolin repeated ’impossible’ three tis.
But the harsh reality was in front of him!
Even Sun Qing couldn’t help but exclaim when he saw this, "The blood is flowing backward, surging to the top of the head, this needle has also broken the breath, her life is hanging by a thread—"
He initially wanted to say there was no hope, but considering the Young Master was present, he changed it to hanging by a thread.
Fang Yu snorted coldly and said:
"Today you are lucky to have t ; now let show you what the real Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles are."
As he spoke, a Golden Needle appeared in Fang Yu’s hand.
With a flash of light, his eyes were sharp like lightning.
"What are you going to do?!" Su Daolin exclaid in shock.
Just as he was about to rush over to stop it, Sun Qing grabbed him and said gravely: "Su Daolin! If you don’t save her, you’ll be a murderer!"
Hearing this, Su Daolin froze.
Indeed, he was also an experienced doctor; how could he not know what that mouthful of fresh blood ant? It could be said that the woman was beyond saving!
Fang Yu paid no mind and raised his hand to drop the needle—
Whoosh!
A shadow streaked across the air.
Sun Tianyou couldn’t help but cry out in alarm at the sight!
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