Faced with Zhao Zhijing's aggressive questioning, Chen Yifan just smiled faintly.

"You are old, you can still ask such a childish question, it seems that you are living in vain, there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and the master is the teacher, don't you understand this simple truth?"

"The master is the teacher?hahaha......" Zhao Zhijing laughed heartily.

Zhu Jianxiao also squinted his eyes and smiled: "This little brother is really good at joking, Master Zhao is not an ordinary doctor, he is a real master of Chinese medicine." ”

If it were someone else, Zhu Jianxiao would probably have started to laugh at it a long time ago.

But how shrewd he is in the world, he has long found out that the relationship between Chen Yifan and Xue Anzhi is extraordinary, so he is still very careful when he speaks at this moment.

For Zhu Jianxiao's pursuit. Zhao Zhijing stood with his hands in his hands, "Old chief, it's not me Zhao Zhijing who boasts, I've seen you many times." But if I take action, there is nothing that cannot be cured. ”

Chen Yifan snorted, "Grandpa Xue's situation is different, can't you see it?"

Zhao Zhijing asked unconvinced: "Then what do you say?"

"Of course, it's slowly conditioning!" Chen Yifan said lightly.

"Conditioning? I can be cured immediately, but you say that you will heal slowly, is it really unreasonable, is a person like you worthy to be called a healer?"

The two of them are arguing with each other, and Xue Anzhi and Li Jiangang don't know what to do, but there are people who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

Shen Shujiu immediately smiled and said, "Since both of you are so capable, why don't you compare them with some real materials?"

His words seemed to remind Zhao Zhijing.

Zhao Zhijing hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, looked Chen Yifan up and down, and said: "Boy, the ninth master is right, there is no basis for empty words, it is useless to say more, if you want others to believe you, you have to show some real skills, don't say that I bullied you, didn't you just say that I was lonely and unheard?

Chen Yifan's stubborn temper is also up, the key is that he can't let Zhao Zhijing come, and he said, "How do you compare?"

Zhao Zhijing snorted: "Boy, have you heard of the 'Life and Death Needle'?"

A sharp glint flashed in Chen Yifan's eyes, and he immediately saw that Zhao Zhijing's eyes became different.

The so-called "life and death needle" is a kind of life-fighting test method in the Chinese medicine industry, the two people are relatively standing and not allowed to move, each using a silver needle to cast a spell, whether to attack the opponent's acupuncture points, or to treat themselves, all depends on their personal ability.

This kind of competition is very cruel, because it is not a fight, so no one is allowed to stop the other party from applying needles, the only thing that can be done is to quickly and accurately pierce the silver needles into the acupuncture points.

People who are skilled in healing techniques can close the big acupoints around the body. Never nullified an opponent's attack.

Those who are skilled in attacking can often kill their opponents in an instant.

Therefore, people who are not burdened with deep hatred often do not compete like this.

In previous years, almost all of the people who conducted the "life and death needle" competition were rivals among their peers, and they would fight for their lives in order to compete for fame and fortune.

Chen Yifan had only heard the old man talk about this kind of competition, but he had never seen it.

Hearing that Zhao Zhijing was going to test the needle of life and death, the rest of the people were at a loss, but the white-bearded old man was frightened.

His face was full of horror, "No, you two must not make such a joke." ”

Zhao Zhijing's face was full of pride, "Boy, don't you dare? If you don't dare, you'd better keep your mouth shut." ”

The white-bearded old man also persuaded: "Young man, Master Zhao is a master of traditional Chinese medicine who has been famous for many years, you still give him a gift." Forget it, don't be rash. ”

A hint of cunning flashed in Shen Shujiu's eyes, and he spoke: "Young man, if you don't obey him. Then try it, but if you don't dare, forget it! You're still young, and you're a guest at the old chief's mansion. I don't think Master Zhao will bother with you. ”

God is cunning and cunning, not only good at looks, but also accurate in speculating on people's hearts.

He knew that Chen Yifan was not a person who would give up easily, so he would be sarcastic at the moment.

Everyone looked like they didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement. Li Jiangang is also a little difficult to do, after all, it is related to the health of the old chief.

Xue Anzhi laughed and said, "Since the two of them have different opinions, let's discuss it again." Don't hurt the peace. ”

After all, Chen Yifan is not an old man in his family, so his weight in Xue An's heart is still a little insufficient.

If the old man of his family was here, Xue Anzhi would definitely believe him, even for the sake of the old man. Even if Zhao Zhijing is kicked out, it is not impossible.

Chen Yifan, who was watched by everyone, also hooked the corners of his mouth and laughed.

Zhao Zhijing was aggressive: "Boy, it doesn't matter if you don't learn or don't have skills, and it doesn't matter if you don't have good medical skills." To be a down-to-earth person, you know as a whole that bragging not only harms others, but also harms yourself. ”

Chen Yifan suddenly laughed. "This Master Zhao, I'll teach you a little bit too. ”

"It doesn't matter if you're arrogant, the frog at the bottom of the well will be terrible. ”

Zhao Zhijing's face changed, "What." Do you dare to laugh at the old man? Hmph, since you are not convinced, then come to the competition, what kind of ability can you count on the advantages of your tongue!"

Li Jiangang had a headache, shook his head, stepped forward and said, "Yifan, forget it!"

"No!" Chen Yifan stretched out his hand to stop Li Jiangang, who came to persuade peace. "Uncle Li, this matter is related to the safety of the old chief, I can't let Yelang's arrogant quack harm him. ”

"Zhao Zhijing, right? Then why do you compare and ask Master Zhao to make a move!"

"What!"

Everyone at the scene was shocked. They didn't expect Chen Yifan to really dare to fight.

A hint of cunning flashed in Shen Shujiu's eyes, and he wanted to see this competition the most.

If Zhao Zhijing wins, Chen Yifan will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die, which will definitely offend Xue Anzhi. Shen Suan Jiu had long seen that Chen Yifan had a great relationship with Xue Anzhi.

But if Chen Yifan really has the ability to win, it is better than being credited by Zhu Jianxiao, after all, Chen Yifan is not a force on the ground of Xiangcheng, he has a good relationship with Xue Anzhi. It's not a big deal to make another contribution at this moment.

Shen Shujiu smiled and said: "Okay, it is worthy of being a young hero, it is really admirable to have such courage at a young age, but I don't know if Master Zhao really dares to fight?"

Zhao Zhijing's face turned sideways, and he snorted: "Ignorant child, come on, let the old man teach you to be a man!"

Li Jiangang was a little anxious, thinking that Xue Anzhi would cast an inquiring look.

Xue Anzhi actually didn't understand what the competition of life and death needles meant, and when he saw that these two really wanted to compete, he acquiesced.

Chen Yifan took a step forward and stood opposite Zhao Zhijing. The two of them were separated by exactly an arm's length.

Zhao Zhijing slowly opened his cloth bag, and took out several silver needles from it in each hand, of different lengths, adding up to more than a dozen.

"Boy. Where's your needle? I don't think I don't have it, do you want the old man to lend you a few?"

Chen Yifan sneered, "Keep your dog's eyes wide open!"

With one hand, a shining silver needle appeared on his fingertips.

This hand immediately calmed all the people at the scene.

Shen Shujiu's eyes rolled, and he immediately clapped his hands and applauded: "Amazing, it is worthy of being a person who dares to argue with Master Zhao, but this hand is already too much better than Master Zhao." ”

Although Shen Shujiu is simply applauded on the surface, this sentence has a hidden murderous intention.

Who is Zhao Zhijing? That's a dignified master of Chinese medicine, how can he lose to a hairy boy?

Hearing the words of Shen Shujiu, Zhao Zhijing suddenly became angry, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you, my set of acupuncture methods is the ancestral inheritance of my Zhao family, called 'Qingming Seven Needles', you have to be more careful!"

He seems to be reminding, but in fact he is just showing off.

When the white-bearded old man heard this, he immediately exclaimed: "Seven Needles of the Green Shadow, God, I can't imagine that such a miraculous acupuncture method is really in the world, and the old man is fortunate to see it today, he really has no regrets in this life!"

The rest of the people were puzzled, not knowing what the Seven Needles of the Qing Ming meant.

The white-bearded old man continued to explain: "According to legend, the seven needles of Qingming were created by the ancient powerful Mr. Dongfang, with three needles to seal acupoints, six needles to lock the veins, and the seventh needle to ...... The gods can't be saved!"

When everyone heard this, they were immediately shocked, and they couldn't imagine that a small silver needle was so powerful.

Zhao Zhijing's face was even more proud, "Hmph, boy, if you kneel down now and admit your mistake, it's still too late!"