The Dissolute Evil Doctor

This was a very high-level acupuncture technique in TCM. Even in China, those who could master it were the best in TCM.    

When Lin Yi suddenly mentioned this term, other than Piao Shirong, the other four people's faces turned green!    

Hee Yueru gently pulled Lin Yi's arm and said in a low voice, "What silver needle pulse lock, I don't know..."    

"I didn't ask you to do it, as long as you know how to do it. Don't worry, I don't think there are many people on their side who know how to do it." Lin Yi chuckled. He could clearly see the expressions of the people on the other side. He was fully aware of what was going on.    

Zheng Yaowen's expression was very ugly. Of course, he had heard of silver needles locking the meridians. In their Lingnan Medical Sect, only a few people with strong inner Qi knew this kind of acupuncture technique. He had not even cultivated inner Qi, so of course he did not know how to do it.    

Ding Sanwei stroked his beard happily and said with a smile, "That's right. Silver needles locking the meridians and letting the other party open the meridians is indeed a good method to compete in acupuncture. I remember a long time ago when ancient doctors competed in acupuncture. He'll use it too. If they used this method of competition, the result would probably be the same. "    

Hee Jiajin naturally understood Lin Yi's means. With Lin Yi's marvelous needle technique, it was incomparably easy for him to deal with Piao Shirong.    

He nodded and said, "I don't know if representative Han Fang has any objections. The silver needle vein lock is a very profound needle technique. I think representative Han should know it."    

Hee Jiajin especially emphasized the word "should." His tone was somewhat mocking.    

Of course, Piao Shirong knew the acupuncture method and the method to relieve the meridians, but he was not sure because this method was suggested by Lin Yi. Since Lin Yi could propose such a method of competition, he definitely had a lot of confidence!    

However, since Hee Jiajin said this, he could not find a reason to refuse. If he refused, didn't that mean he was afraid?    

They had been clamoring that TCM was a branch of Korean medicine. If they could not even win the "branch," wouldn't that prove that they were talking nonsense?    

He could not shrink back in front of the whole world. He absolutely could not retreat!    

Fortunately, he noticed the change in Hee Yueru and the others' expressions. It was obvious that other than Lin Yi, no one else knew how to do it.    

If it was a one on one fight, there might still be a chance!    

His face revealed a trace of ruthlessness and said, "No problem. Since the representative of China wants to compete like this, then of course I will accompany him! The acupuncture of China was originally passed down from our South Korea. A low level acupuncture technique like silver needle locking pulse is nothing. However, if everyone participated, it would be somewhat troublesome. How about this, I will participate with the other party's captain, which is also Doctor Lin Yi and Doctor Lin. We'll lock the meridians and unblock the pulse. I wonder what the judges think?"    

As soon as Piao Shirong finished speaking, Lin Yi suddenly laughed and said, "Your ability to brag is not bad. It seems that you have learned Huaxia language. I guess you are just bragging! Prof. Hee, I agree with Doctor Piao's decision. Let's end the third match in a one-on-one manner."    

The judges on both sides of the judging panel started discussing. After about three minutes, Hee Jiajin stood up and said, "After the discussion between the judges from both sides, the decision will be decided by the two representatives. Both sides locked their meridians and opened their meridians. In the end, the person who was locked down lost. If the representative of China loses, then the next round of overtime competition will be held. Until the winner is decided."    

This was the fiercest collision between TCM and Korean medicine. Of course, a draw was not allowed. From the current situation, China clearly has the initiative, and the situation is very advantageous.    

Except for Lin Yi and Piao Shirong, no one else had any objections. Even Zheng Yaowen obediently shut his mouth and silently retreated to the side.    

Lin Yi and Piao Shirong walked to the center of the arena and looked at each other.    

A trace of a smile appeared on Piao Shirong's lips, and he said, "Lin Yi, I really didn't think that you would propose such a competition. I have to say, you really have some guts. I'm afraid you don't know that I'm best at acupuncture. Other than the nickname 'Little Miracle-working Doctor', I also have another name. It's the King of Needles! "    

"King of Needles? Hehe, it seems that your Korean doctors are really in a very dire situation! Even someone as skilled as you can be called the King of Needles. Then, if I go to your country, won't I become the King of Needles? " Lin Yi chuckled, and a sharp aura emanated from his body. His aura was oppressive.    

His body leaned forward slightly, and then he pressed his hand on Piao Shirong's shoulder. Piao Shirong's expression changed drastically. He wanted to dodge, but was grabbed tightly by Lin Yi.    

"Don't move. Don't worry. I won't beat you up here. I have seen all of your despicable tricks clearly. There's no wall in this world that can't be exposed. You know what disgusting things you've done. " A wicked smile appeared on Lin Yi's face. The Korean judge on the judging panel immediately stood up.    

"China representative, what are you doing?! This is a competition of medical skills. Do you want to use force?" The Korean judge shouted. His strange tone sounded very uncomfortable.    

Piao Shirong's face turned slightly pale. It was obvious that he was a little guilty.    

Lin Yi laughed and said, "Judge Han, don't worry. I'm just getting close to Doctor Pu. Although we are rivals, I admire Doctor Piao's ability. "    

Hearing Lin Yi say that, the judge immediately smiled. In his opinion, Lin Yi's words clearly showed that he was begging for mercy and lowering his head.    

"However." Lin Yi suddenly changed the topic. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly and said, "However, Doctor Pu's character still needs to be improved. I hope that this failure will make you improve a little."    

Lin Yi's tone was not polite. As soon as he finished speaking, Piao Shirong's expression suddenly changed. He snorted and said, "Doctor Lin, please pay attention to what you say. Be careful that I will sue you for a personal attack."    

"Haha, I'm really sorry. I like to tell the truth. He often could not help but say it out loud. Let's hurry up and compete. In view of my contempt for you, I'll let you go first, because I really don't want you to be KO in the first round... That would be too boring. "    

Lin Yi's tone was full of contempt. Piao Shirong's face turned red. He really wanted to tell Lin Yi to come first. However, he did not dare. His silver needle technique... Plus, he had no confidence in whether he could unlock Lin Yi's technique. If Lin Yi was the first one to do it, he would have a high chance of losing! Only he would be the first one to do it. Only then would he have a chance of winning!    

He suppressed the anger in his heart and climbed up the pole. He said with a smile, "Since Doctor Lin is so polite, if I don't appreciate it, wouldn't I look down on you? We, the Great Han, have always been known for our manners. Of course, we won't be so rude. Then, let me go first. Doctor Lin, are you ready?"