"Alright." Just when everyone was amazed, Han Luo flipped his palm and started with three silver needles.

"How does it feel?" Han Luo asked.

"It's amazing, it's much better, thank you Doctor Han." The middle-aged man said excitedly.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Han Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a touch of pride suddenly appeared on his face.

"Senior brother, it's good." The disciple of the Needle King family shouted.

"Senior brother, you are amazing, we adore you." Another disciple shouted.

With a touch of disdain and pride, Han Luo walked towards Ma Xiaoyue and said with a smile, "It's your turn." ”

"I know." After Ma Xiaoyue finished speaking, his facial expression was a little stiff, because he found that when he got up and dressed up this morning, he forgot to bring the silver needle because he was so excited.

"What's wrong?" Han Luo asked.

Dean Wu behind him also noticed Ma Xiaoyue's strange appearance, hurriedly took a step forward, and asked in a low voice, "Xiaoyue, what's wrong?" ”

Ma Xiaoyue scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I'm in a hurry, I'm ...... I forgot to bring the silver pin. ”

In the competition of acupuncture, it is natural to use silver needles, but the people who are competing do not even bring silver needles, which is a great irony for the opponent.

While the corners of Han Luo's mouth twitched, the disciples behind him shouted and cursed.

"Are you a Chinese medicine doctor?"

"Are you here to compete?"

"I don't even bring a silver needle, get out."

Although the words were ugly, Dean Wu, Xu Lao and others couldn't refute it, and they really couldn't laugh or cry about Ma Xiaoyue's approach.

"Isn't it just a silver needle, I brought it." As he spoke, Xu Lao took out a small brocade box from his pocket.

As soon as they saw the brocade box that Xu Lao took out casually, Dean Wu and the others were shushing, and this was the master of traditional Chinese medicine, look at how professional ......

"Thank you." Ma Xiaoyue took the silver needle and thanked him, and walked up to a middle-aged man as Han Luo walked up to him and said, "Master, can you please cooperate with me?" ”

The middle-aged man's face was a little pale, obviously not lightly ill, but when he heard Ma Xiaoyue's words, his head shook like a rattle.

"Hahaha......" Seeing the middle-aged man's actions, the disciples of the Needle King family couldn't hold back their horror anymore, and laughed out loud with the crowd of onlookers.

"Miss, can you please cooperate with me?"

"Auntie, can you cooperate?"

"Uncle, I'll call you uncle, right? I don't charge for medical treatment. ”

Ma Xiao jumped around, but no one came out to cooperate, Dean Wu saw this, embarrassed and wanted to stand up at the same time, but when he thought that he was not sick, how could he cooperate?

Professor Chen and Professor Zhou are the same, looking at each other at a loss.

"I'll cooperate with you." Suddenly, a teenager's voice came from behind the crowd.

Everyone followed the sound and looked at this guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, it was Xiao Shanghua who came with Ma Xiaoyue.

Xiao Shanghua's blue nose and swollen face are not good yet, and it is suitable as a collaborator, but everyone secretly thinks that those with backache and leg pain can rely on acupuncture, can this blue nose and swollen face also be?

There was no room for everyone to think at all, Ma Xiao jumped and flashed, and came to Xiao Shanghua's approach, the brocade box flicked suddenly, five silver needles shot out, and with a stretch of his right hand, he grabbed it into his hand.

The true qi in the body surged, followed the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and soon came to the top of the arm, passed through the arm, approached the palm, and quickly merged with the silver needle.

According to the routine of Tianyuan Divine Needle, Ma Xiaoyue made a quick move, and at the same time as the silver needle flew, Qi Qi entered Xiao Shanghua's face.

Does it hurt?

It doesn't hurt.

Not only was it painless, Xiao Shanghua also felt that there seemed to be a cool gas flowing on his face.

"How so, it's amazing, isn't it?" There were onlookers shouting.

"It's gone, just now my nose was blue and my face was swollen, and now it's ...... All right? "Someone is shouting again.

"Haha, it's really the Tianyuan Divine Needle, it's really the Tianyuan Divine Needle." Xu Lao shouted excitedly.

Zhong Lao's eyes were also full of astigmatism, "Tianyuan Divine Needle, I didn't expect to be able to see Tianyuan Divine Needle in my lifetime, I will die without regrets in my life." ”

The faces of the people present were changeable, some were shocked, some were puzzled, and obviously many people didn't know much about the Tianyuan Divine Needle.

However, as a disciple of the Needle King, as soon as Ma Xiaoyue made a move, he knew that he was not a little bit worse than the other party.

Looking at Xu Lao, Zhong Lao, the two masters in the Chinese medicine world, commented on Ma Xiaoyue so excitedly, those disciples of the Needle King family were a little dissatisfied, and the disciple who was close to Han Luo asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, is that really Tianyuan Divine Needle?" What Tianyuan Divine Needle, how can it be so magical? ”

Han Luo's face was pale, his whole body was trembling, and the cold sweat that came out of his palms and back could no longer be described in words.

Seeing Han Luo's strange expression, the disciple of the Needle King family who opened his mouth to ask seemed to have noticed something wrong, and suddenly stepped forward and said loudly, "Stop, stop, he's Tuo." ”

"Really? Is this true? Xiao Shanghua, who was known as Tuo, had dull eyes, touched his face that was not in pain, and had completely forgotten himself.

It only took three seconds to cure Xiao Shanghua, Ma Xiaoyue had already stopped, and when he heard the disciple's words, he was immediately a little unhappy.

In a flash, Ma Xiaoyue once again moved to the front of a middle-aged uncle, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, the former suddenly struck, and the silver needles flew and implanted in the body.

"To? Since you say so, then I'll show you what real acupuncture is. As soon as Ma Xiaoyue said this, the remaining four silver needles flashed again, and the two patients who approached did not feel the slightest feeling, and the silver needles had been inserted into his body.

They are the neck, and the acupoints of the arms.

Although several patients were dissatisfied, the speed of Ma Xiao's jump was too fast.

The location of the silver needle is the position where they are seriously ill, and the instant submersion of the silver needle has made them much better, and while the face is shocked, where will it stop Ma Xiaoyue's movements?

"Ice Spirit Nine Needles, didn't he make our senior brother make Ice Spirit Nine Needles?" Suddenly, a disciple of the Needle King family shouted.

"Senior brother, look, he really made the Ice Spirit Nine Needles, what the hell is going on?" Another disciple was shouting.

"Could it be that he is also a disciple of the Needle King family?" There was speculation from the audience.

Xu Lao and Zhong Lao glanced at each other, their hearts beat violently, if Ma Xiaoqiao was really a disciple of the Needle King family, with one hand that was better than Han Luo's Ice Spirit Nine Needles, how could Liu Yixuan still hide?

Ma Xiaoyue knows the Tianyuan Divine Needle, how can he be Liu Yisecond's disciple?

But Ma Xiaoyue is indeed using the Ice Spirit Nine Needles now, what is going on?

The whole scene was chaotic.

All kinds of speculations are endless, and of course they are more shocked, shocked, and the whole heart is twitching violently.

Because even the patients present who didn't know how to do it all discovered that the Ma Xiaoyue in front of him, who was not too handsome, was too young, and had never appeared in Pengcheng, his acupuncture skills were not at a higher level than Han Luo.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Ma Xiaoyue took out the silver needle and put it back in the brocade box.

"Okay, my neck isn't sore anymore?" The patient said.

"My arm doesn't hurt anymore." Another patient said.

"My stomach seems to be better, oops, thanks to this miracle doctor, I will eat it in the future." There are also patients who say.

"My back is no longer sore, my legs don't hurt anymore, and I have the strength to walk." The patient who was finally cured also said.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, his acupuncture skills really amaze me, I will never forget it in my life, he actually treated multiple patients at the same time, and the time was only a few seconds, divine doctor, really divine doctor." He who has not been cured also said.

"Shut up." Suddenly, a burst of rage stopped everyone's shouting, and Han Luo rushed to Ma Xiaoyue's approach like a mad lion.

After looking at it for five minutes, Han Luo spoke, "Who are you?" How could we be the nine needles of the Ice Spirit of the King of Needle family. ”

Ma Xiaoyue said, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I can tell you that as for the Ice Spirit Nine Needles, I just learned it from you." ”

"What I learned?" Han Luo's body trembled, his face turned pale, "Learn from me, it's impossible, it's impossible, no one will learn it in a second." ”

"There are so many impossible things." After Ma Xiaoyue finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he said to Han Luo again, "You and I have finally met once, and when I leave, I will leave you a word." ”

"What?" Han Luo asked.

"Don't pretend to be a man, pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning." After Ma Xiaoyue finished speaking, he walked straight to Xiao Sirui.

The disciples of the Needle King family rushed up one after another, and even rolled up their sleeves.

"Stop." Han Luo roared angrily, "I am willing to lose the bet, have you all forgotten what the master said?" ”

"Big brother." The disciple of the Needle King family shouted.

"What? Don't you put me in the eyes of my senior brother? Han Luo snorted coldly.

"Senior brother, but that plaque ......"

"Let him take it." After Han Luo finished speaking, his hands suddenly clenched, "One day I will get it back." ”

"Elder Xu, thank you." Returning the brocade box to Xu Lao, Ma Xiaoyue led Xiao Shanghua to the door, drove the car over, and directly put the plaque on the back car.

With Han Luo's obstruction, none of the disciples of the Needle King family dared to say anything.

Seeing Ma Xiaoyue's actions, Dean Wu came up and persuaded, "Xiaoyue, forget it if you win, the plaque ......."

"I believe that even if the King of Needles is present, he will agree to let me take it." Ma Xiaoyue said.

"Yes, we recognize the acupuncture skills of the acupuncture king, and his character is the same." Xu Lao said.

After Mr. Xu finished speaking, he and Mr. Zhong opened the car door, and Dean Wu and Professor Chen all squeezed into the car.