Urban ancient fairy doctor

At this point, Su Dingfang had no room to retreat. He said, "Tell me, what is the competition in the second game?"

"It's just faster than the speed of acupuncture." Ma Fu said, "Because we are brothers, haven't we often competed before? Each person has a wooden puppet, and all the acupuncture points on the body are punctured. Whoever is faster wins.

Of course, the premise is to be accurate. If you stab a wrong acupuncture point, you will immediately admit defeat. "

"this……"

Upon hearing the other party's proposal, Su Dingfang immediately looked embarrassed.

The two of them were originally apprentices of the same master. They often had this kind of competition when they were learning skills. They practiced the speed and accuracy of needle shooting.

As a senior brother at that time, he was always one step ahead of Ma Fu, and it was for this reason that he was favored by his master.

But it really doesn't work now. Using wooden puppets to compete with needle speed, the unity of mind, eyes and hands is one thing, and cultivation is another.

Now that he is seriously ill, both his strength and mental strength are not as good as before. Under such circumstances, if he competes with wooden puppets, he can't even show half of his strength. How can there be any hope of winning?

Su Caiwei next to her suddenly became angry: "Can you still show some face? You know that my father is sick, but you still have to compete with wooden puppets!"

Ma Fu chuckled: "The old ghost back then was known as a master of needlework, and he was always proud of his needle speed. Your father also got his true inheritance.

Logically speaking, you still got an advantage in this competition, so what else is there to be dissatisfied about? "

After speaking, he looked at Su Dingfang again: "As a doctor, I am sick but cannot cure it. As the successor of the magical needle, I dare not accept my challenge.

What do you think you still have to look like to live in this world? What kind of dignity does it have to claim to be the disciple of that old ghost? "

As the saying goes, killing hurts the heart, and every word of this guy touches the painful spot.

Su Dingfang was so excited that a large mouthful of blood spurted out. Not to mention the speed of the test needle at this moment, even standing was a problem.

"Ouch, senior brother, your body is not very good, why don't you just admit defeat?"

Ma Fu laughed proudly.

"I compete with you!"

Su Caiwei shouted angrily.

Chu Yun also stood up: "Master, I will compete in this game on your behalf."

"Hahaha, don't worry, today I am going to completely defeat your Taiping Medical Center. Anyone who wants to come can come."

Ma Fu burst out laughing, extremely arrogant, thinking that he had conquered the people in front of him.

"I'll go first!"

Su Caiwei

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Walking over first, she and Ma Fu each stood in front of a wooden puppet.

Ma Fu took out a three-inch needle and held it in his palm, and said with a proud smile: "For the sake of you being a junior, I will give you three needles."

Su Caiwei snorted without being polite, and immediately moved, rushing towards the wooden puppet in front of her like a butterfly piercing flowers.

She held the needles in both hands, opened them on the left and right, and instantly pierced two acupuncture points. When the silver needles were pulled out, a bright red oozed out from the wooden puppet.

Ye Bufan nodded secretly. Although the design of this wooden puppet is not as exquisite as the acupuncture bronze figure, the effect is not bad at all.

After Su Caiwei inserted three needles, Ma Fu over there also moved.

Although this guy looks a bit older, his skills are not slow at all. His cultivation level is much higher than that of Su Caiwei, and he has reached the late stage of foundation building.

Although he was holding the needle with one hand, it fell like raindrops at an alarming speed, making it almost impossible to see how he made the move. It was completely a shadow.

Instead, where his palm passed, a bright red oozed out from the wooden puppet, which was obviously true.

Ye Bufan shook his head. Whether it was medical attainments or martial arts cultivation, the gap between the two was too big. The outcome was already determined from the beginning.

Su Caiwei's cultivation level was only at the ninth level of Qi refining stage, and she focused more on medicine and had very little training in martial arts. In comparison, her body skills were naturally not as good as those of her opponent.

Sure enough, although she was fast, she had just stabbed halfway when Ma Fu over there clapped his hands and put away the silver needle.

"Girl, there's no need to compare. You're still far behind me."

This guy is getting more and more proud.

Su Caiwei was full of dissatisfaction but had no choice. The fact was before her eyes. She was really not as good as others, so she could only retreat with a cold snort.

"I come!"

Chu Yun then walked in front of Mu Puppet.

"Okay, I want to make your Taiping Medical Clinic convinced of your defeat today."

After Ma Fu finished speaking, he competed with Chu Yun again, and the result was not much different from before. Although Chu Yun was a little faster than Su Caiwei, it was only a little bit faster.

It had no impact on the overall situation and was quickly defeated.

"Is there anyone else on the field? I've already said that each of you at the Taiping Medical Center counts as one today. I will make you convinced that you have lost."

Ma Fu became more and more arrogant. In his opinion, two of the three people from the Taiping Medical Center had lost. Although Su Dingfang in front of him was strong, he only had half a life left, so he had no ability to compete.

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After he finished speaking, there was silence in the room. Su Dingfang's expression was extremely ugly. He struggled to stand up, but as soon as he moved, another trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Ma Fu curled his lips: "Senior brother, your body is too weak. It's really embarrassing for a doctor. I advise you to admit defeat in advance, otherwise you can't blame others for dying here."

Su Caiwei said angrily: "Shameless, you just saw that my father was ill and came to challenge, otherwise you would not be an opponent."

"So what? I'll kill you while you're sick. This is my way of doing things. If you have the ability, can you beat me?"

Again, as long as one of you can beat me, I will admit defeat on the spot. If not, then I will obediently hand over the medical center. "

Ma Fu was extremely proud and arrogant. Although Su Caiwei was angry, she was helpless.

Su Dingfang's face was full of despair. He couldn't play, and his apprentice and daughter were no match for each other. In this case, he could only bow his head and admit defeat.

After pondering for a moment, he said with great difficulty: "I, the Taiping Medical Center, recognize..."

This medical center was left by his master, and it was destroyed by his own hands, which made him feel extremely painful.

And just when the word "lose" was about to blurt out, a voice next to him said: "Wait a minute, the competition is not over yet."

Everyone was startled and turned around to see that the person speaking was the silent young man next to them.

Seeing that the person speaking turned out to be a young boy, Ma Fu curled his lips, and the disdain on his face became more intense.

Chu Yun's expression darkened, and he shouted dissatisfied: "Why are you making trouble with me? Even I am no match for you, so why do you want to compete?"

"If you lose, you lose. That's your waste. What does it have to do with me?"

Ye Bufan walked up to Su Dingfang and said, "Let me try. Maybe I can help you save the hospital."

Chu Yun said: "Master, don't listen to this guy's nonsense. He will only be embarrassed if he goes up."

Ye Bufan smiled coldly: "Is it embarrassing? It's better than losing the medical center, right?"

Su Dingfang originally had no hope for this young man, but before he could speak, he coughed violently again.

Su Caiwei hesitated for a while, but finally made up her mind. Even if Ye Bufan lost, she would not lose anything.

"Brother Ye, go ahead."

In the end, she made the decision on behalf of her father.

Although Chu Yun was not very happy, he didn't say anything else. In his opinion, this guy was just humiliating himself.