After hearing Sancai Tongmai, Du Baiji's expression suddenly changed. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were trembling slightly.
Naturally, he had heard of the Three Talents Tongmai Divine Needle, and he even knew that his family’s Eight Spiritual Turtle Techniques were derived from the Three Talents Tongmai Needle.
Du Ziteng, however, was quite disdainful of Xiao He's words at this time, "Boy, stop trying to impress people here. Do you think you can get away with just making up some bullshit acupuncture method?"
"Do you think we are all idiots?"
Lili and other female students also glanced at Xiao He with disdain. In their opinion, Xiao He was pretending to be calm, but in fact, he was panicking.
But at this moment, Du Baiji's solemn voice came: "You, how do you know the Sancai Divine Needle?"
"Ah!" Du Ziteng's expression changed in an uproar. Is there really some kind of magical needle that can open up the meridians?
Du Baiji seemed to realize his gaffe, and after taking a deep breath, he said: "I don't know where you heard about the Sancai Tongmai Divine Acupuncture, but that acupuncture method has been lost. I still said that you worship me as your teacher.
I won’t care about stealing from my master anymore.”
"Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences." A stern look flashed in Du Baiji's eyes.
Not even his teacher Long Guo's imperial doctor knew how to use the Sancai Divine Acupuncture. He absolutely did not believe that Xiao He, a young man in his early twenties, knew this acupuncture technique.
Du Ziteng breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a lost acupuncture technique! Just when he was about to mock Xiao He again, he heard Xiao He laughing out loud.
"Hahaha!"
His laughter was full of contempt and arrogance!
"Why are you laughing?" Du Baiji became angry.
"Du Baiji, I laugh at you for your vain reputation, and even more at your shallow knowledge and arrogance!" Xiao He shouted harshly, not giving Du Baiji any face.
Hearing Xiao He's arrogant words, everyone was furious.
"This kid is so ignorant. Doctor Du eats more salt than he eats. He dares to say that Doctor Du has little knowledge."
"Yes! Doctor Du is old enough to be his grandfather, but he is so disrespectful to Doctor Du. He is worse than a beast."
"Principal, drive him out quickly. Our University of Traditional Chinese Medicine does not welcome such a person with no character and bad morals."
For a moment, the crowd was so angry that the flying spittle almost drowned Xiaohe.
Du Baiji was extremely disappointed with Xiao He. He had just considered accepting Xiao He as his disciple, but now that he saw that Xiao He was not only full of lies but also demeaning himself, he no longer had any interest in Xiao He.
But Xiao He didn't change his expression. He calmly walked up to the acupuncture man and waved his hand. The silver needles that Du Baiji had just pricked out fell into his hands one after another, as if they were being pulled by thin threads.
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"Du Baiji, watch out, I will show you today the orthodox three talents."
"What is he going to do? Does he want to perform the Eight Spiritual Turtle Techniques that he stole from Doctor Du in front of Dr. Du?"
"Haha, it's really just a trick. A fake is a fake. If you want to show off in front of real people, you are just asking for trouble."
"Yes, this is not a video and there are no special effects. How can he compare to Dr. Du?"
Seeing that Xiao He was really going to perform an acupuncture, Du Ziteng was delighted. Did this guy still think that he had not committed enough capital crimes?
If it was on an online video, he might still be able to defend himself, but if he performed the Eight Spiritual Turtles in front of thousands of people, Xiao He wouldn't be able to defend himself even if he had a thousand mouths.
Du Baiji frowned slightly, Xiao He's confidence made him feel a little shaken in his heart. Isn't this kid talking arrogantly?
Impossible. Master said that Sancai Tongmai was lost five hundred years ago. There is no way he can do it.
At this time, all the eyes in the audience were focused on Xiao He, with contempt, speculation, disbelief, resentment... These countless eyes contained all kinds of emotions, but they did not affect Xiao He at all.
I saw him moving the needle like flying, and the first needle was a hundred times.
"Pap!" A dull sound came out, and the needle entered the water and came out faster and more accurately than Du Baiji.
Du Baiji couldn't help but his eyelids twitched.
As the saying goes, "laymen only see the excitement, but experts see the door." Xiao He's acupuncture technique has made many famous Chinese medicine practitioners shine. Even many of them can't do such elegant techniques.
"Although this guy is a scumbag, he is still extremely accomplished in the art of acupuncture. If he takes the right path, he may not be able to become a medical master in the future!" A university professor with scratchy eyebrows and beard shook his head.
sighed.
"Exactly! You must first learn morality when studying medicine. He doesn't even have basic human ethics. How can he be qualified to practice medicine? I think the higher the medical skills of this kind of person, the greater the damage will be to my reputation as a Chinese medicine practitioner in the future." A professor retorted.
Although everyone expressed their disdain for Xiao He, their eyes were fixed on Xiao He as he performed the acupuncture.
The second needle is Fengfu, the third needle is Yamen, the fourth needle is Shenting... Xiao He's hands are like flying butterflies. Every time he flaps his wings, a silver needle pierces the acupuncture point on the Tongren.
And the action is very pleasing to the eye.
If Du Baiji's acupuncture just now was like a painting by a master of painting, then Xiao He's acupuncture now is like an immortal using ink, every needle is natural and just right.
Du Baiji's fingertips were trembling, and he could naturally see that Xiao He's acupuncture skills far surpassed his.
Du Ziteng, however, didn't take it seriously. After all, this was his own acupuncture technique, the Eight Needles. Even if Xiao He could practice a flower, he still wouldn't be able to escape the accusation of stealing from his master.
Not long after the eight needles were applied, the breath from the tail of the needles steamed, and a vivid turtle with four legs on the ground and its head held high appeared in front of everyone.
"Ah! How is this possible? Why do I feel that this guy's acupuncture skills are better than Doctor Du?"
Some people rubbed their eyes wildly, "Didn't you say that everything in the video is full of special effects? How could such a clear turtle really appear?"
Although the acupuncture bronze man is dead and cannot react like a living person, so the level of the treatment effect of the two people cannot be seen, but the two people's understanding of the charm of acupuncture can be clearly seen.
It's like playing a game. How can a Bronze hero play the same hero as King Six?
At this time, Du Ziteng shouted loudly: "Don't be deceived by this boy's blindness. My grandfather's Eight Spiritual Turtle Methods are authentic, and this boy must have used some evil method."
"Principal Li, before you ask the security to arrest this kid, I have already called the police. I suspect that he is a foreign spy whose purpose is to secretly learn the top medical secrets of our Dragon Kingdom." Du Ziteng directly slapped a big hat on Xiao He,
He even mentioned foreign spies.
Although Du Baiji was shocked in his heart, he did not say anything to stop him. He couldn't let everyone think that his acupuncture skills were not as good as even a young boy. Then wouldn't his reputation for so many years be completely ruined?
Although everyone present had doubts in their hearts, no one spoke up for Xiao He. Du Baiji was already well-known as an authority in Chinese medicine. Who dared to feel sorry for him at this time?
But at this moment, someone exclaimed: "Look, he started acupuncture again."
"Haven't all eight injections been administered? Why are there still more?"
At this moment, in front of the acupuncture bronze figure, Xiao He took back the silver needle and began to perform the second transformation of the three talents to open the meridians, the Eight Crane Techniques.
Everyone looked at it curiously. Even Principal Li waved the security guard to retreat. He also wanted to see what other tricks Xiao He could pull off.
Xiao He was also applying eight needles at this time, but the acupuncture points were different and the techniques were also very different.
After the eight needles were applied, everyone seemed to hear the cry of a crane, and then they saw a white crane with an elegant figure and a fairy spirit appearing above the silver needles, with pure and clean feathers, and every detail was visible.
"Is this, is this the long-lost Eight Crane Techniques?" the white-haired old professor exclaimed excitedly.
The muscles in the corners of Du Baiji's eyes trembled violently, as if an invisible big hand was pinching his neck, making him even breathe a little faster.
The eight methods of the crane, these are actually the eight methods of the crane!