Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 790 768: Not Convinced?

Silence!

The entire venue was as silent as death!

Everyone believed they had misheard, including Cui Junxian and Yin Xingshui.

Everyone present was stunned, including the South Korean audience, who hadn't reacted.

The South Korean audience watching the live broadcast, as well as Huaxia citizens, even some hidden Divine Needle Sect members and old Chinese medicine practitioners like Yu Guanyi, were all dumbfounded!

Four hundred and nine needles, full acupuncture!

What does this mean?

The total time limit for the competition was a minute and a half, that is, 90 seconds, and this acupuncture Bronze Man has a total of 409 needle holes, which means Ren Feng had to insert about 5 acupuncture points per second!

This means Ren Feng's familiarity with human acupuncture points and his speed in acupuncture are simply astonishing!

Inserting five needle holes within a second continuously for 90 seconds, Ren Feng's hands can be described as having phantom-like speed without exaggeration.

Yin Xingshui performed extraordinarily with a total of two hundred and fifty-two acupuncture points, while Ren Feng's performance was beyond extraordinary, reaching a level that left Yin Xingshui in awe!

It is estimated that in the entire field of Chinese medicine, apart from Ren Feng, no one else can accomplish this.

Liao Yuan and others present were all slack-jawed, staring blankly at Ren Feng standing there calmly.

Cui Junxian finally reacted and asked uncertainly, "What? What did you say?"

"Yes." The two staff members responsible for counting gritted their teeth and said, "Full acupuncture, four hundred and nine points, he inserted all of them."

At this moment, everyone finally reacted, but no one applauded, no one cheered, everyone was shocked!

Yin Xingshui was also in disbelief, looking at the Bronze Man, stumbling back a step.

Full acupuncture, how is it possible to achieve full acupuncture?

This young man's acupuncture skill, could it have reached such a terrifying level?

Could a mere individual sweep across the entire South Korean Korean medicine field?

Cui Junxian was also incredulous, "Did you count wrong?"

Even he found it hard to remain calm, clearly brimming with confidence earlier, this time Yin Xingshui was certain to win with two hundred fifty-two needles, yet this guy achieved full acupuncture!

Just how perverse is this?

Crazy.

The staff went crazy.

Cui Junxian went crazy.

The Koreans were all about to go crazy.

This is simply inconceivable, you could say, just this acupuncture competition where Ren Feng directly defeated Yin Xingshui!

South Korea's strongest Korean doctor couldn't withstand a single move against Ren Feng!

Cui Junxian's expression was extremely unpleasant, he asked again multiple times, and upon seeing the staff nod, he knew this time it was set in stone.

"Is the result of the competition out now?" Ren Feng asked calmly, looking at Cui Junxian.

Cui Junxian's expression was extremely ugly, he forced a smile, "Mr. Ren Feng, this competition isn't just a single match."

Ren Feng nodded slightly, "No matter, it will be the same regardless of how many matches."

Originally, Huaxia citizens were about to scold Cui Junxian for being so shameless, but Ren Feng's words stunned them, then they laughed heartily.

"Amazing! It doesn't matter how many matches, calm and poised, displaying the aura of a king!"

"I yield!"

"Really, it doesn't matter how many matches, Ren Feng is truly amazing, didn't you Koreans keep jumping? Why aren't you jumping now?"

All Huaxia citizens felt relieved, as if the gloom in their hearts had been dispelled!

"This..." Cui Junxian looked troubled as he glanced at Yin Xingshui, unsure how to announce such a competition result to the national TV audience.

"I lost." Yin Xingshui said.

As soon as he spoke, the venue immediately fell silent.

Everyone silently looked at him, at this elder whom they revered as a god.

Their god also failed?

How could a god fail? Is that man truly unstoppable?

Even if acupuncture fails, we can compete in other areas, Chinese medicine is not only about acupuncture!

All South Koreans were extremely puzzled, but Yin Xingshui knew in his heart, Ren Feng's level of expertise in Chinese medicine far exceeded his!

Seeing the whole from a single instance, acupuncture is extremely difficult to master in Chinese medicine, yet in his hands, it was remarkable, and there are several lost acupuncture techniques, he also couldn't match him in other areas.

Indeed, the foundation of South Korean medicine was still too shallow.

Yin Xingshui sighed inwardly, neither smiling nor crying.

He took two steps forward, each step heavy, each step seemed to weigh on the hearts of countless viewers on-site and those watching the live broadcast in front of televisions across South Korea.

He took the microphone from Cui Junxian and said in a low voice, "Now, I will announce the result of this competition. Yin Xingshui lost."

When he uttered the word "lost," his expression finally showed a hint of anomaly, facial muscles twitched twice, and his brows furrowed tightly.

All of this was very brief, he quickly returned to calm.

He handed the microphone back to Cui Junxian, softly saying thank you to him.

Then he adjusted his headpiece and the Korean robe he was wearing, making the clothes more formal and proper.

Afterward, he bowed deeply to the front.

Then straightened and bowed to the audience on his left.

Again he straightened and bowed to the audience on his right.

Every time he bowed in a direction, the audience seated in that direction's seats, comprised of South Korean citizens, quickly stood up to return the salute.

After three bows, more than half of the audience stood up.

"South Korea hasn't lost, South Korea won't lose."

"We won't lose, it's impossible for us to lose."

"Mr. Yin, I support you!"

Countless people shouted and cheered, their eyes brimming with tears of excitement and humiliation.

Many Korean doctors sitting in the seats of South Korean contestants also stood up to salute Yin Xingshui.

Today, for South Korea, it was destined to be an unforgettable day, destined to be a sorrowful day.

An era of medical gods defeated, a flagpole fallen.

"Here, it belongs to you now." Yin Xingshui said.

He nodded towards Ren Feng, then walked toward the stage.

With broad sleeves and garment sweeping, his steps light like an Immortal.

Yet, he seemed to have suddenly lost his spirit, his life lost its brilliance.

His complexion waned, eyes vacant, vision unfocused. Everyone regarded him as a god, but he was a god with human emotions.

He longed for success, abhorred failure.

And it could be seen, this defeat dealt a heavy blow to him.

Until this moment, South Korean citizens realized, the divine doctor had aged.

One Korean doctor witnessing this scene couldn't help but stand up.

"I don't accept this! You defeated Mr. Yin Xingshui, but only in acupuncture, other aspects may not be won!"

"That's right!" Another Korean doctor stood up, glaring at Ren Feng, "We challenge you!"

Ren Feng's eyebrows raised, "Not satisfied? Fine, all together then!"