Urban Genius Divine Doctor

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Smash the Sign

Two hundred twenty-two strikes. This was the number of valid hits Wang Chenning landed on the bronze figure while blindfolded.

Since the gap between their scores was so large, Zhao Xiao’an and the staff member from the National Medical Hall counted twice. Only after repeatedly confirming the number was correct did they announce the result.

After the valid strikes were counted, Zhao Xiao’an finally let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding, and a wave of immense surprise and pride washed over her.

Wang Chenning had astounded her. She never dreamed his blind needling technique would be this incredible, far surpassing Chang Hongwei’s.

’Such a vindication!’

"Sigh, I haven’t practiced blind needling in so long. I’m getting rusty!" Wang Chenning said with a frustrated sigh as he untied his blindfold.

Chang Hongwei was so furious at Wang Chenning’s words that he almost coughed up blood.

This was blatant, utter humiliation—like having his face shoved into the dirt and ground in.

"I question these results!" Of course, Chang Hongwei was unwilling to admit defeat so easily. "I want to inspect the bronze figure myself!"

Even after watching Wang Chenning’s entire performance, he couldn’t believe anyone could land so many valid strikes blindfolded. If someone could hit over two hundred twenty points blind, their sighted performance would have to be around four hundred.

Chang Hongwei was so furious he wasn’t thinking straight. In his agitation, he forgot that everyone has a physical speed limit.

Nor did he consider that Wang Chenning had been holding back when competing against Chang Qingfeng, not revealing his true abilities.

And it was true: Wang Chenning hadn’t revealed his full strength during his match with Chang Qingfeng.

After watching Chang Qingfeng’s technique, he felt he could have beaten him using only his left hand.

But to mislead Chang Hongwei, he had put on a show of giving it his all.

Moreover, his talent for blind needling was unparalleled. Ever since a strange encounter when he was eight, he found that whenever he closed his eyes, whatever he had just seen would continue to replay in his mind like a movie.

He didn’t know if it was a form of visual persistence or an actual superpower.

Because of this, there wasn’t much difference between his speed with his eyes open and with them closed.

Chang Hongwei’s demand for a blind needling competition had played right into his hands.

To put it bluntly, Chang Hongwei had served his own face up on a platter for Wang Chenning to slap as he pleased.

"Grandfather, let me help you count!" Chang Qingfeng eagerly stepped forward, offering to help Chang Hongwei recount Wang Chenning’s strikes.

"Elder Chang, Young Master Chang, are you sure you want to do this?" Wang Chenning gave Chang Hongwei a scornful look. "No wonder my grandfather never considered you a worthy opponent. So this is the kind of character you have. He felt competing against you was beneath him, and now, I feel the same."

Wang Chenning’s scathing words were like a heavy slap across the faces of both Chang Hongwei and Chang Qingfeng.

Chang Qingfeng, who had been about to go count the needles, flushed red with shame and was too embarrassed to move forward.

Chang Hongwei, too, was utterly mortified, feeling he had made a complete fool of himself today.

"If you two are going to refuse to admit defeat, fine. I’ll accept that you’re a couple of welshers." Wang Chenning didn’t give Chang Hongwei a chance to retort, pressing his attack. "I don’t want the Maserati I won from Young Master Chang, either. Winning anything from people with no integrity is a disgrace to me. And I won’t tell a soul I competed in acupuncture with you today, because frankly, it’s too embarrassing to be associated with you."

Backing him up, Zhao Xiao’an tossed the Maserati keys onto the floor in front of Chang Qingfeng.

Wang Chenning stood up and delivered his parting shots to Chang Hongwei. "For someone with your character and your skill level to dare call himself Huaxia’s Number One Needle... you are a disgrace to the world of traditional medicine. Forgive our intrusion. We’ll be leaving now!"

With that, Wang Chenning took Zhao Xiao’an’s hand and turned to leave.

Zhao Xiao’an gave Wang Chenning a sweet smile and squeezed his hand.

’It no longer mattered whether she could interview Chang Hongwei. A man with his character and skill level? Inviting that old man onto her show now would be an insult to her audience, and an insult to herself.’

"Please, wait!" Chang Hongwei blocked Wang Chenning and Zhao Xiao’an’s path. "I admit that I lost the competition. A bet is a bet, and I will honor my wager. I only questioned the results because Young Master Wang’s technique surpasses the theoretical maximum speed. To you both, I am truly sorry."

Wang Chenning stopped and turned to see Chang Hongwei bowing with his hands clasped in a traditional gesture of respect.

He let go of Zhao Xiao’an’s hand and returned the gesture, a smile reappearing on his face. "Then thank you for the match!"

Chang Qingfeng placed the Maserati keys back in Wang Chenning’s hand, while Chang Hongwei handed over the copy of *Thousand Gold Formulae with Annotations*—its pages yellowed with age but otherwise perfectly preserved—along with its box.

"Alright, I’ll accept them." Wang Chenning hesitated for a moment before taking the car keys and the *Thousand Gold Formulae with Annotations*, adding one final, casual barb at Chang Hongwei and Chang Qingfeng. "After all, to refuse them would be to insult the integrity of Elder Chang and Young Master Chang!"

Chang Hongwei and Chang Qingfeng were once again so angry they could have coughed up blood. Chang Qingfeng clenched both his fists tightly.

’Damn it!’ He wanted to rush over and beat the hell out of Wang Chenning.

Wang Chenning, of course, knew the value of this copy of the *Thousand Gold Formulae with Annotations*, written by a famous master of traditional medicine. If this medical text were put on the market, people would be falling over themselves to buy it for a hundred million. Of course, the book of formulas that Chang Hongwei truly coveted was even more frighteningly valuable.

The book of formulas compiled by Wang Chenning’s grandfather, Wang Chongjiu, combined the strengths of numerous schools of thought with his own latest research. In terms of practical application, its value far exceeded that of the ancient *Thousand Gold Formula* or the later *Compendium of Materia Medica*. This was because it corrected many errors made by predecessors and integrated the knowledge of countless famous medical masters throughout history. To many, it was a priceless treasure, far beyond what the *Thousand Gold Formulae with Annotations* could compare to. And in Wang Chenning’s eyes, even the *Thousand Gold Formulae with Annotations* held little value. The memories forcibly fused into his mind contained achievements that dwarfed it; any random piece of knowledge he could pull from his mind would far surpass anything in that book.

After asking Zhao Xiao’an to hold onto his two prizes, Wang Chenning pointed to the "Huaxia’s Number One Needle" plaque hanging by the door. "Now, Elder Chang, please fulfill your most important promise. Smash the sign."

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