"What?!"
Nathaniel Tisdale’s face changed drastically, "You actually mastered the 64 techniques of the Eight Trigrams Divine Needle?!"
Having said that,
He shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Our Weil Family’s Eight Trigrams Divine Needle has already lost 59 of the other techniques!
It’s impossible that anyone can master all 64 needle techniques!"
The medical hall assistant who followed behind said, "Doctor Tisdale, this kid is just bragging, and you’re taking it seriously?"
Nathaniel Tisdale looked at Lionel Yeager and shook his head: "Kid, I don’t care about your medical skills."
But you like to brag, arrogant, and really make people dislike.
With your character, I’m afraid your future accomplishments in traditional medicine won’t be too high."
"You don’t believe it, right?"
Lionel Yeager asked.
"Of course not!"
Nathaniel Tisdale shook his head and then said loudly, "If you can use the sixty-four needle techniques of the Eight Trigrams Divine Needle, I will kneel down and kowtow, even accepting you as my master!"
Lionel Yeager said: "I really have something urgent right now, and I don’t have time to demonstrate all sixty-four needle techniques. Why don’t I just show you eight for now!"
"Eight?"
Nathaniel Tisdale sneered: "Kid, are you still bragging?
I already said that the Eight Trigrams Divine Needle has only retained five needle techniques so far..."
While Nathaniel Tisdale was still talking,
Lionel Yeager directly took out the silver needle box, opened the box, and mobilized the True Qi in his body. He flicked his wrist!
silver needles flew out of the box, suspended in the sky, and emitted a dazzling golden light!
Just this technique alone left Nathaniel Tisdale and the medical hall assistant in astonishment!
After the sixty-four silver needles were suspended in the sky,
Lionel Yeager waved his right hand!
"The first technique!"
With a soft shout!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Eight silver needles immediately whizzed out!
Thud, thud, thud!
With the sound of resonance!
These eight silver needles were inserted three inches into the wood on a large door of the manor, hitting eight different positions, mysterious and indescribable!
"Air Transport Needles?!"
Nathaniel Tisdale exclaimed, squinting at Lionel Yeager, "It seems, you do have some abilities, kid.
However, even if you can use Air Transport Needles, it doesn’t mean you know our Weil Family’s Eight Trigrams Divine Needle..."
Lionel Yeager didn’t pay attention to Nathaniel Tisdale, but waved his hand again!
"Second technique!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Another eight silver needles whizzed out and pierced the second door in eight different positions!
"Third technique!"
Lionel Yeager loudly shouted and swung his hand again!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The third wave of silver needles, still eight in number, whizzed out, and pierced into a wall in the hall!
"Fourth technique!"
"Fifth technique!"
"Sixth technique!"
...
A series of thunderous shouts echoed in the hall.
In the next few minutes,
Waves of silver needles flew out one after another!
Every wave had eight silver needles, piercing the three walls inside the hall!
After demonstrating the eighth technique,
Lionel Yeager retrieved his hand, picked up the silver needle box, and said to George Hans: "Old Master Hans, let’s go and talk in the study room!"
"All right!"
George Hans nodded, leading Lionel Yeager upstairs.
Lionel Yeager said to Jovana Glover: "Miss Glover, can you take my three friends to downtown to buy some gifts?"
"All right, Mr. Yeager."
People in Sheep City call me the Divine Doctor, but compared to Mr. Yeager, I’m as insignificant as a star beside the bright moon, or an ant beside a giant dragon!
His medical skills are at least ten times mine, no, at least a hundred times greater!
Now I firmly believe that it was Mr. Yeager who cured Old Master Hans!"
"This..."
The assistant at the medical hall was completely speechless.
He knew that Doctor Tisdale was extremely proud and usually didn’t concede to anyone.
But now Doctor Tisdale claimed that the kid’s medical skills were a hundred times greater than his!
And he even compared himself to stars and bright moons, ants and giant dragons!
Although the kid was about the same age as him, how could his medical skills be so amazing?
Nathaniel Tisdale took a deep breath to dispel the Turbid Qi and said, "You just wait here. I want to study these other five needle techniques closely!"
"Yes!"
The assistant at the medical hall nodded his head and stayed quiet.
Nathaniel Tisdale walked in front of a door and started studying the needle techniques he didn’t know.
Time slowly passed.
Half an hour had unknowingly passed by.
At this time, Lionel Yeager and George Hans were happily talking as they came downstairs.
Just as the two of them arrived at the hall.
Nathaniel Tisdale suddenly turned around, and with a "thud" sound, knelt directly in front of Lionel Yeager!
"Huh?"
Lionel Yeager was immediately taken aback, wondering, "Doctor Tisdale, why did you kneel down?"
"Yeah, Doctor Tisdale, what’s going on here?"
George Hans was also a bit confused.
Nathaniel Tisdale said, "Mr. Yeager, it’s because I was blind and ignorant, and I offended you earlier. Please forgive me!"
"Doctor Tisdale, if you have something to say, stand up and say it."
George Hans stepped forward to help Nathaniel Tisdale up.
Nathaniel Tisdale looked at Lionel Yeager with a face full of shame and said, "Mr. Yeager, I had doubted just now that it wasn’t you who cured Old Master Hans and claimed you didn’t know the Eight Trigrams Divine Needle.
Now I know how foolish and shallow I was.
Your medical skills are far superior to mine, and I am completely convinced!"

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