Chapter 1704: I’ll kill you while you’re sick

Now, Su Dingfang had no room to retreat. He said, "Speak, what are we competing on for the second round?"

"We'll compete on the speed of needle manipulation," Ma Fu said. "Since we're Senior Brothers, didn't we often compete before? Each of us gets a mu kui, and we insert needles into all the Acupoints on its body. Whoever is faster wins.

Of course, the premise is accuracy. If you prick even one Acupoint incorrectly, you forfeit immediately."

"This…"

Hearing the opponent's suggestion, Su Dingfang immediately showed a troubled expression.

The two of them were originally Disciples of the same Master. When they were learning, they often had such competitions, practicing the speed and accuracy of needle insertion.

At that time, as the Senior Brother, he always had an edge over Ma Fu, and it was precisely for this reason that he was highly favored by his Master.

But now, it was truly impossible. Competing on needle manipulation speed with a mu kui requires the unity of mind, eyes, and hands, which is one aspect, and cultivation is another.

Now that he was gravely ill, both his strength and Mental Energy were far from what they used to be. Under such circumstances, competing with a mu kui, he couldn't even exert half of his strength. How could he have any hope of winning?

Su Caiwei, who was standing nearby, instantly became angry: "Can you be any more shameless? You know my father is ill, yet you still want to compete with a mu kui!"

Ma Fu chuckled, "That old ghost back then was known as a Divine Needle Hand and often prided himself on his needle manipulation speed. Your father also inherited his true teachings.

Logically speaking, competing on this still gives you an advantage. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

After speaking, he looked at Su Dingfang again: "As a doctor, you are ill yourself but cannot heal it. As the successor of the Divine Needle Hand, you don't dare to accept my challenge.

Tell me, what face do you have to live in this world? What right do you have to claim to be that old ghost's Disciple?"

As the saying goes, 'killing a person and punishing their heart,' every word this guy spoke hit a raw nerve.

Under the surge of emotion, Su Dingfang coughed up a large mouthful of fresh blood. At this moment, let alone competing in needle manipulation speed, even standing was a problem for him.

"Oh, Senior Brother, your body isn't doing so well. Why don't you just forfeit directly?"

Ma Fu burst into a triumphant laugh.

"I'll compete with you!"

Su Caiwei shouted angrily.

Chu Yun also stepped forward: "Master, I will take your place in this round."

"Hahaha, don't rush. Today, I'm going to completely subdue your Taiping Medical Center. Anyone who wants to come can, one by one."

Ma Fu laughed loudly, arrogant beyond compare, believing he had already cornered everyone in front of him.

"I'll go first!"

Su Caiwei led the way and stood in front of a mu kui, as did Ma Fu.

Ma Fu took out a three-inch long needle and held it in his palm, saying with a triumphant smile, "Considering you're a Junior, I'll let you have three needles."

Su Caiwei snorted coldly and didn't hold back. She immediately moved, rushing towards the mu kui in front of her like a butterfly flitting through flowers.

She held needles in both hands, striking left and right, instantly piercing two Acupoints. As the silver needles were pulled out, a hint of crimson seeped from the mu kui.

Ye Bufan nodded secretly. Although the design of this mu kui was not as exquisite as the Acupuncture Bronze Figure, its effectiveness was just as good.

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

Although this guy looked somewhat aged, his movements were not slow at all, and his cultivation was much higher than Su Caiwei's, having reached the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment.

Although he held the needle with one hand, it fell like raindrops, astonishingly fast, making it almost impossible to see how he struck. It was completely a blur.

And wherever his palm passed, a hint of crimson seeped from the mu kui, clearly indicating that every needle struck its mark.

Ye Bufan shook his head. The gap between the two, whether in medical Dao attainment or martial Dao cultivation, was too great. The outcome was already determined from the very beginning.

Su Caiwei's cultivation was only at the ninth level of the Qi Refinement Stage, and she focused more of her energy on the medical Dao, with very little on martial Dao Cultivation. Compared to him, her movement technique was naturally inferior.

Indeed, although her speed was fast, she had only just reached halfway when Ma Fu clapped his hands and put away his silver needles.

"Girl, there's no need to compete anymore. You're still far too inferior to me."

This guy became even more triumphant.

Su Caiwei was filled with indignation but could do nothing. The facts were laid out before her; she was indeed inferior to him. She could only snort coldly and retreat.

"I'll go!"

Chu Yun then walked to the front of the mu kui.

"Alright, old man, today I'm going to make your Taiping Medical Center lose completely and willingly."

Ma Fu finished speaking and then competed with Chu Yun. The result was pretty much the same as before. Although Chu Yun was a little bit faster than Su Caiwei, it was only a little bit.

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

"Is there anyone else to come up? I've already said it, today, every single one of you at Taiping Medical Center, I want to make you lose completely and willingly."

Ma Fu became even more arrogant. In his opinion, two out of the three people from Taiping Medical Center had already lost, and although Su Dingfang in front of him was strong, he was only half-dead. How could he still have the ability to compete?

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent. Su Dingfang's expression was extremely grim. He struggled to stand up, but as soon as he moved, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Ma Fu curled his lips: "Senior Brother, your body is too weak. You're really disgracing doctors. I advise you to forfeit early, otherwise, if you die here, you can't blame anyone else."

Su Caiwei angrily said, "Shameless! You specifically chose to challenge my father because he's sick. Otherwise, you wouldn't be his opponent."

"So what if it is? Striking when you're down, that's my, Ma, style of doing things. Do you have the ability to defeat me?

It's still the same thing: as long as someone among you can defeat me, I'll forfeit on the spot. If not, then obediently hand over the medical center."

Ma Fu was incredibly smug and arrogant. Although Su Caiwei was angry, she was helpless.

Su Dingfang's face was filled with despair. He couldn't go up, and his Disciple and daughter were no match for the opponent. Under these circumstances, he could only bow his head and admit defeat.

After a moment of contemplation, he said with immense difficulty, "My Taiping Medical Center admits…"

This medical center was left behind by his Master, and to have it ruined in his hands caused him immense pain.

And just as the word "defeat" was about to escape his lips, a voice from the side rang out: "Wait a moment, it's not over yet."

Everyone was startled. They turned their heads and saw that the speaker was the Young man who had been silently standing by.

Seeing that the speaker was actually a Young man, Ma Fu curled his lips, the disdain on his face growing even stronger.

Chu Yun's expression darkened, and he called out in displeasure: "What trouble are you stirring up? Even I'm no match for him, what are you going to compete for?"

"If you lost, you lost. That's because you're useless. What does that have to do with me?"

Ye Bufan stepped forward to Su Dingfang, "Let me try. Perhaps I can help you save the medical center."

Chu Yun said, "Master, don't listen to this guy's nonsense. He'll only make a fool of himself if he goes up."

Ye Bufan smiled coldly: "Making a fool of myself? It's better than you losing the medical center, isn't it?"

Su Dingfang originally held no hope for this Young man either, but before he could speak, another violent cough seized him.

Su Caiwei hesitated for a moment, but finally made up her mind. Even if Ye Bufan lost, they wouldn't suffer any further loss.

"Ye Dage, you go."

Ultimately, she made the decision on behalf of her father.

Although Chu Yun was displeased, he said nothing more. In his opinion, this guy would only humiliate himself by going up.