A Divine Farmer

Chapter 322

Chapter 322 - The Divine Hand Needle Technique!

Gingis spoke with confidence, as if this was his home ground. He treated the C Country Traditional Chinese Medicine present as air.

Although Jiaang Qin and the others were angry, there was nothing they could do. The reporters did not give them a chance to speak. They could not go up and snatch the microphone, right? That would make them seem even more petty.

“Gingis has brought so many reporters here. I'm afraid that many of them are paid by him. Dr. Jiaang, you don't have to worry. No matter how much they try to create a scene, they will only lose in the end.” Zhang Xiaolong said from the side.

“You're right. However, since he dared to make such a bold statement, it is obvious that he has underestimated the acupuncture in Huaxia. I really want to know where he got his confidence from.” Jiaang Qin was a little curious.

Zhang Xiaolong had already told him about Gingis's origins. He had only inherited half of the Wang Family Needle Technique, but so what? Even if Wang Zhengyi came personally, he might not have a 100% chance of defeating Jiaang Qin, let alone a Gingis who had only inherited half of it.

Zhang Xiaolong shook his head. He was not too clear about this point. “He must have some trump cards. Previously, he used the Ebola to delay his senior brother and kidnapped Jiaang Yu to delay Dr. Jiaang. Although the latter did not succeed, he is a despicable and cunning person. He must have left some tricks up his sleeves.”

As he spoke, Gingis walked towards Jiaang Qin and took the initiative to extend his hand. “I have long heard of President Jiaang's great name. It is my honor to be able to spar with President Jiaang today.”

“You're welcome.” Jiaang Qin also stretched out his hand and shook it, “Mr. Gingis is a guest from afar, so we naturally have to treat him well. In China, we always treat our guests very kindly.”

“Yes, I have already felt that. However, I am not a guest. I have half of the ancestry of the Huaxia, and this is not the only reason why I am here.” Gingis's gaze shifted to Wang Cheng, “This is Dr. Wang Zhengyi's son. According to our hierarchy, Dr. Wang Zhengyi should be my senior brother, and I am also a disciple of the Wang Family Needle Technique.”

What the heck!

In the hearts of all the C Country Traditional Chinese Medicine present, there were ten thousand alpacas running around. Just now, there was one Zhang Xiaolong, and now, Gingis was playing with such a trick. Why? Did he come to China to play with seniority?

“It is said that Dr. Wang Zhengyi is one of the most respected experts in the world of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Is that true, President Jiaang?” The reporter interrupted at the right time, clearly trying to lighten up Gingis's face.

“Dr. Wang Zhengyi is indeed a respectable senior in this world.” Jiaang Qin said solemnly.

“Does Mr. Gingis count as…” The foreign reporter asked anxiously.

“Not at all.” Before the reporter could finish his question, someone had already answered him. Wang Cheng stood up with a dark face, “Dr. Wang Zhengyi is my father. This time, he asked me to come to the Acupuncture Exchange to announce two things.”

The foreign reporter was forced back, but he still asked, “Which two matters?”

“Firstly, other than my father, the only inheritor of the Wang Family Needle Technique is Mr. Zhang Xiaolong. He is my Martial Uncle, and in the future, I will follow my Martial Uncle's instructions to learn medicine, until I reach the strength to inherit the Wang Family Needle Technique,” Wang Cheng said with a heavy voice. This time, Ebola had made him change a lot, and he had made up his mind to learn medicine. “Secondly, in the world, other than Mr. Zhang Xiaolong, the Wang Family has never passed down any other disciple with a different surname. All those who practice medicine in the name of the Wang Family are fake. Please do not believe them, lest you fall into their trap.”

Haha…

This time, the C Country Traditional Chinese Medicine was amused. Just a while ago, they wanted to use Wang Zhengyi's name to disgust people, but in the end, Wang Cheng slapped him in the face and smeared all the disgusting things on his face. This time, it was great!

The foreign reporter did not expect such an unforeseen turn of events, and he was at a loss for words.

“Wang Cheng, a few days ago, I also went to pay a visit to Senior Brother Wang. You should remember me, right?” Gingis said with a calm attitude, “Although you have some prejudice against me, this cannot deny the fact that I am one of the descendants of the Wang Family Needle Technique.”

“Hehe, I do remember you. Our father and son both remember it clearly. Sooner or later, we will settle this score with you. There is an old saying in China, ‘There is a god above the head.' Don't think that no one knows what you are doing. You can escape the net, but you can't escape the heavenly net.” Wang Cheng sneered, “Also, the Wang Family that you are talking about, we will never admit it. From our ancestors to today, there have been no less than a thousand people who have received guidance from the Wang Family. If every single one of them were to come out and claim to be the inheritor of the Wang Family Needle Techniques, the Wang Family Needle Technique would have long been a common topic. Moreover, with your actions, if you really are the inheritor of the Wang Family, I'm afraid even the ancestral master would have to think of a way to take your hands!”

Gingis shook his head and said, “It seems that you still have some misunderstandings about me. However, these are all personal grudges. Let's talk about it after the exchange meet. I will let you see that in the Wang Family Needle Technique, other than Senior Brother Wang Zhengyi, there is no one else who has obtained more than me.”

“Haha, then just wait to be humiliated.” Wang Cheng laughed loudly. “There are many famous doctors and Acupuncture Experts present. Just because your ancestor was taught a few words, you want to steal our Wang Family Needle Technique? You think too highly of yourself. Those things are not even twenty percent of the Wang Family Needle Technique. You are really too bold to come to China to show off.”

The two of them looked at each other, and they could see the anger rising in each other's eyes.

But soon, Gingis moved his eyes away and said to Jiaang Qin, “President Jiaang, can we start now?”

“As you wish.” Jiaang Qin made a gesture of invitation, “I just don't know how you plan to compete, and don't know what kind of helper you invited?”

“Hehe, of course. Although I inherited some of the needle techniques, it is still a little difficult for me to communicate with all the Acupuncture Experts in China. So I invited two experts to come with me. President Jiaang, you won't mind, right?”

“Of course,” Jiaang Qin said. “Just as you said, the exchange will promote the growth of each other, and it will also let arrogant people realize that there is always someone better than them.”

Gingis pretended not to hear the hidden meaning behind his words and looked behind him.

From outside the main door, a thin man in his forties walked in. At first glance, one would think that he was a C People. However, upon closer inspection, one could see the difference.

“This is Mr. Piao Yongsheng from the K Country.” Gingis nodded at the man and said, “He is known as the Holy Hand in the K Country. He is also the honorary president of the modern Hua Medical Association that I am about to establish.”

“Nice to meet you.” When Jiaang Qin heard the name, his expression turned serious.

“Is this person very powerful?” Naturally, Zhang Xiaolong noticed Jiaang Qin's expression and asked Wang Cheng, who was beside him.

“He should be the most powerful Acupuncture Expert in the K Country. I don't know how he got together with Gingis.” Wang Cheng nodded and said.