1371: C1371 He Lost?

C1371 He Lost?

However, what Jiang Feng did next shocked everyone present.

They saw Jiang Feng controlling more than twenty silver needles with his inner energy. The silver needles moved around the bodies of more than twenty patients at the same time with the control of his inner energy. They accurately pierced into their bodies. One acupuncture point after another. Each needle corresponded to each patient. The injuries of each patient corresponded to the acupuncture points of each needle.

He actually wanted to treat more than twenty people at the same time?!

Not only were the disciples of the medicine hall stunned, even Fang Chenqing, who did not think highly of Jiang Feng, was also stunned at this moment. Furthermore, the eyes of Uncle Miao, who thought that victory was within his grasp, were filled with uncertainty.

This won't do. He absolutely can't allow him to treat more than twenty people so smoothly.

However, what can I do to stop him?

Uncle Miaodan had already begun to think of countermeasures in his heart. He didn't want to lose to a little brat like this, much less resign from his position in the mountain forest after he had sacrificed his entire life's worth of youth for Impermanence Castle.

I have it! Time! Didn't he say that he would only use the rest of my medical time? Previously, the remaining time of my medical practice was less than two minutes. Yes, I'll use this to trip him!

At this moment, Uncle Miaodan no longer cared about his own face. Since he didn't ask anyone to remember the exact time when Jiang Feng started, it was up to me to decide when it would end.

"Hall Master Jiang Feng, there are only ten seconds left."

"Ten, nine, eight, seven... six... five..."

Hearing that the countdown had begun, Fang Chen was unable to react for a moment.

"Isn't this just the beginning? How can there be two minutes?"

Uncle Miao ignored him and continued counting the countdown.

"Four, three, two, one!"

"Alright, time's up. I hope that the new Lord will abide by the rules that he has set."

Seeing that the silver needles controlled by Jiang Feng flew back into his hand, Uncle Miaodan hurriedly looked at the patients who had been injected by Jiang Feng. Seeing that the patients' eyes were still closed and there was no sign of them waking up, he felt that he had stabilized himself.

From Jiang Feng's expression, it could not be seen whether he was happy or angry. He did not say anything. He only snatched the medicine pot from Uncle Miaodan's hands and placed all the silver needles back into the medicine pot.

Did he admit defeat?

Seeing Jiang Feng's indifferent actions, Uncle Miaodan felt more and more secure.

He seemed to have been too focused on the acupuncture treatment and did not notice that I had counted the countdown in advance.

Although Jiang Feng did not deliberately remember how long he had spent, there were so many people at the scene. There were still people who knew that Uncle Miao had cheated and had counted the countdown in advance.

"What does the Hall Master mean by counting the countdown in advance? The Castellan had only spent a minute to perform the acupuncture, so why did he have to call for an early stop?"

Among the group of people Jiang Feng brought with him, Someone stepped forward. He was neither servile nor overbearing as he pointed out the mistakes in the time of the competition.

This person was the lackey who had flattered Jiang Feng along the way.

Jiang Feng raised his eyes and looked at the disciple who dared to oppose the Hall Master of the Medicine Hall with a look of approval.

"Do you have any proof that I called the countdown in advance?" Uncle Miao sneered at the disciple who spoke for Jiang Feng. In any case, he was determined to play this shameless fool. How could a mere ordinary disciple defeat him?

"By the way, which hall are you from? What's your name? Didn't your clan master teach you how to introduce yourself to your superiors?" Uncle Miao began to change the topic. At the same time, he was pressuring this disciple.

Everyone who had stayed in the Impermanence Fort for a long time knew that the purpose of asking for the name and mouth of the hall was obviously to seek revenge in private.

This disciple was really unlucky.

Everyone thought in their hearts.0

However, this disciple seemed to have gotten into a fight with Uncle Miao. He even introduced himself to everyone as if he was a hothead. "I am Xue Li, a disciple of Dinghe Hall. With Hall Master Miao's magnanimity, I don't think he will cause trouble for me because of my rudeness, will he?"

"I'd like to see who dares to cause trouble for the disciples of Impermanence Castle in private." Jiang Feng knew he had to say something, so he opened his mouth and spoke. Supporting this disciple named Xue Li.

The main reason was that this person kept flattering him. If he didn't do anything to show his support, I guess everyone here will think that following me won't do any good.

When Xue Li saw Jiang Feng speaking up for him, he immediately beamed. It was as if he had seen the God of Wealth.

I'm getting close to the Lord of the Castle.

Xue Li thought of this in his heart. Hence, he firmed his strategic plan of getting promoted by bootlicking the Lord of the Castle.

However, the disciples of the Medicine Hall under Uncle Miaodan were not fools. Seeing that the medical competition was about to turn into a verbal competition, they all voiced out their support for their immediate superior.

"Looks like this new Lord doesn't have the ability. He's quite good at cheating."

"Don't spout nonsense. Be careful that the new Lord will chop your head off. The new Lord's medical skills are good, but he insists on acting tough. Whatever he says only takes two minutes."

"That's also not keeping your word, the previous person said that being untrustworthy means being useless. Am I wrong?"

"Indeed, this new Lord of the Castle isn't much. From the looks of it, he might really be able to defeat Hall Master Miaodan in a quarter of an hour, but I have to say that two minutes is enough. It's time, isn't it? He's cheating again. Sigh."

... ""

It really was the same as saying that the disciples of the Medicine Hall had the same level of eccentricity as their hall master.

Jiang Feng did not explain much, because there was no need to explain.

"You!" Xue Li, the lackey, saw that the disciple of the Hall of Medicine had injured his own castle master like this and immediately became angry. "According to the rules of our Sot Castle, injuring the castle master with words is a crime of murder!"

After saying this, Xue Li drew his saber and went forward to hack at the two people who spoke in a strange tone.

"Junior, you dare!" Uncle Miaodan sent Xue Li flying with a single palm strike.

Trying to kill the people of my Medicine Hall in front of my face? No way!

"Although this is indeed the rule of the castle, the new castle master has indeed lost to this old man. What my disciple said is wrong, how can it be said that his words hurt?"

Uncle Miao was also an old fox. Not only did he strike first, he even hastily tried to catch the reason on his side.

"I don't think the new Lord came to my medicine hall to save people. He came to cut my medicine hall. Then, as the person with the highest seniority, I should establish my prestige in Impermanence Castle, right?"

"If the new Lord thinks so, then he is gravely mistaken. All of the previous Lords of the Impermanence Castle have relied on their true abilities to make everyone in the castle sincerely submit. " Not someone like you who doesn't know what's good for you! "

"Looks like our new Castle Lord still has many things to learn. There's still a long way to go."

Under the guidance of this series of words, everyone ignored the fact that he was counting down in advance. Instead, they believed in the character that the new Lord had described.

"You..." Xue Li, whose chest was numb from Uncle Miao's shock, wanted to speak for Jiang Feng, but he felt like a fish in the throat and didn't know what to say.

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