Chapter 44: Two Beauties Compete in Splendor!

  Lijun Cheng really didn't know that Qin Luo and Lin Huanxi had any connection before, a lovely boy who accidentally bumped into her, how could he have anything to do with the school's 'iceberg'?

  Besides, Lin Huanxi's eccentricities were also widely known in school. Some people said she was a stone girl, while others said she liked women. Lian Qingcheng had also personally witnessed her attitude towards men.

  At a wine party after a life science seminar within the education system, a teacher from another department chatted with her for a few words, and the disgust on her face couldn't be hidden. When that teacher was still talking incessantly, she simply turned around and walked away, leaving the male teacher standing awkwardly in place with his plate.

  As for the news of Lin Xiang and Qin Luo's teacher-student romance being hotly discussed in school, she had never heard anyone mention it.

  Because of her unconventional personality, she is also a person without friends in school. No one would tell her these things, and she wouldn't care about them either. She is a very self-centered person who doesn't care how others perceive her.

  However, Li Jiancheng felt that Lin Huanxi's tension towards Qin Luo was not fake. A proud person like her would not be so confrontational with a notorious woman like herself if she didn't care about someone.

  They didn't even greet each other when they met before.

  "They say that Teacher Lin is clean and self-disciplined, keeping a distance from all men. It seems the rumors aren't true after all?" Lin Xuan didn't expect the other party to actually produce evidence, losing without knowing why. Not wanting to admit defeat just like that, he had no choice but to find another breakthrough.

  "I've also heard that Teacher Li changes men more frequently than she changes clothes, and her tastes are quite varied. It seems the rumors are true." Lin Huanxi retorted without hesitation.

  "It's too much praise, but I really like Qin Luo." Li Qiancheng looked at Qin Luo and chuckled.

  "Polite polite. But I don't have an obligation to give it to you."

  "Oh. So it seems Qin Luo is going to have good fortune. I won't let go."

  "You're too late."

  "How can one know whether it is early or late when the outcome is still undecided?"

  "What's the point of distinguishing between victory and defeat when we've already distinguished between morning and evening?"

  One smiling like a flower, one cold as an icy pool, two women with vastly different personalities engaged in a fierce battle of wits, their words sharp as needles, unable to reconcile.

  Qin Luo, the person involved, was standing on the side and couldn't get a word in edgewise. He just listened to the two women talking, feeling that this weather was sometimes cold and sometimes hot, as if living in a world of turmoil.

  "This afternoon I'll treat you. Shall we go eat?" Qin Luo finally mustered up the courage to interrupt the debate between the two, speaking out loud.

  "It's all right." The two women replied in unison.

  Qin Luo smiled awkwardly, rarely seeing these two women so in sync.

  "Qin Luo, little brother, sister will leave first. Come back later to find you. Remember our appointment." Li Jian Cheng said with a sly wink and a smile.

  After finishing speaking, he hailed a taxi and then rushed in and disappeared.

  Qin Luo faced Lin Huanxi's suspicious expression and awkwardly explained: "We didn't have any agreement. It was just..."

  "It's none of your business," Lin Xuanxi said. Turning around, he walked towards his BMW.

  Qin Luo was stunned for a moment and then quickly followed him.

  All the way, Lin Xuan was silent, with a straight face and not saying a word. Qin Luo didn't know what to say either. It seemed that the more he tried to explain, the darker things would get, so he simply stopped explaining.

  When they returned to the villa, a man's voice came from the living room, as if there were guests at home.

  As I walked into the living room, all three men in the house turned their eyes to me. Two old men and one young man, Lin Qingyuan and Old Wang were the two elderly men, while the other young man with a handsome face and an arrogant expression was unfamiliar to me.

  Lin Qingyuan smiled and said: "I'm back. We have a guest at home."

  Wang Lao stood up and walked to the front of Qin Luo, saying: "Nourishing heart ah, this is what I told you about Taiyi Shennan passing on to Qin Luo. You are both outstanding figures in the Chinese medicine world at the same time, let's get acquainted."

  Wang Yangxin was captivated by Lin Huanxi's beauty, and his gaze was drawn to the cold and elegant goddess standing beside Qin Luo. After hearing Old Wang's words, he shifted his gaze to Qin Luo. Upon seeing his young face, he immediately looked down on him. Smiling, he said: "Old Wang isn't deceiving me, is he? Is he really the successor of the Taiyi Needle?"

  He and Qin Luo are about the same age, but he calls Wang Lao 'Old Wang', which shows that they are of the same generation and can be seen as equals. This suggests that he has a certain status in the traditional Chinese medicine community.

  "What am I deceiving you for? I've personally seen him use the Taiyi divine needle to set fire to the mountain. Many people can bear witness. Lin Lao was there at the time too." Old Wan said with a smile.

  Wang Yangxin finally stood up, looked Qin Luo up and down, stretched out his hand and said: "I'm Wang Yangxin."

  "Qin Luo." Qin Luo extended his hand and shook hands with him. He didn't like this guy in front of him.

  When he looked at people, he always had a condescending expression, as if others were his servants. This made Qin Luo, who was also proud, feel very uncomfortable.

  "Are you too lazy?"

  "I know some."

  "Really?"

  "Believe it and it's there, don't believe it and it's not." Qin Luo shrugged indifferently. What business is it of yours whether I care or not?

  "Can you perform on the spot?" Wang Yangxin's mouth curled up and he said with a smile.

  "Perform?" Qin Luo looked at Wang Yangxin as if he was an idiot. "Why should I perform?"

  "Isn't it possible? Or won't you do it? The Ta Yi Shen Zhen is a legendary needle technique that has been lost for over a hundred years without anyone to pass it on. Whether it's true or false, one glance will reveal the truth." Wang Yangxin said. He thought Qin Luo was unwilling to perform because he knew his skills were poor and was afraid of being embarrassed.

  "No. I think you don't understand the issue." Qin Luo waved his hand and said, "What does it have to do with me whether or not I can use the Taiyi divine needle? Whether you believe it or not, what does it have to do with me? Besides, the Taiyi divine needle is a technique that relies on internal energy. I'm full and bored, why would I want to perform in front of someone as unimportant as you?"

  Qin Luo was most disgusted with this kind of guy, who thought that he had two ultimate moves in his hands and thus put on an air of being the number one in the world. Normally they wouldn't easily take action, and it was a common occurrence for them to see someone die without saving them. They treated those two moves as if they were treasures, not to mention not passing them down to others, even their own wives' children didn't learn them.

  But when they encounter a competitive situation, their addiction comes up. An attitude of "if I don't defeat you, I'm not a hero".

  With this kind of performance, he might as well go to a Chinese hospital and save two patients to accumulate some good karma.

  Act? Do I need to act for you?

  "What's wrong with you? You're so lacking in quality. Colleagues criticizing each other, it's a common thing. How did it become like this when it comes out of your mouth?"

  "What's wrong with me? I don't want to pretend. It's that simple. Do you have anything else to say?" Qin Luo said coldly.

  "You don't know what's good for you. It seems that you're just a useless person with an empty reputation." Wang Yangxin sneered and turned away.

  Wang Lao originally thought the two would appreciate each other's heroism and cherish their relationship, but instead they started arguing as soon as they met. He quickly stepped forward to mediate: "Qin Luo, Nourishing Heart, neither of you should get angry. As Chinese medicine practitioners, we are already at a disadvantage, so we should unite and stand together. You two are quarreling the moment you meet, it's making us old folks anxious."

  "Yes, Qin Luo. Young people are hot-headed, let's calm down a bit. I still hope you two can become friends." Lin Qingyuan also stood up and said.

  "Old Wang, it's not that I don't give you face. You boasted about his medical skills being so good and that he can perform the Taiyi divine needle technique with one hand, which is why I was willing to follow you here to take a look. Now it seems, it's nothing special after all? Even our Needle King family wouldn't be able to master such a needle technique, let alone others. This fake Taiyi divine needle isn't worth looking at. I'll leave first." Wang Yangxin turned to leave with a flick of his sleeve.

  "Wait." Qin Luo shouted.

  "What? You want to prove that you're not a fake?" Wang Yangxin turned his head and looked at Qin Luo, asking with a sneer.

  "What's with the Wang family?" Qin Luo asked.

  "Even the name of Wang's family is unheard of, what's the point of learning traditional Chinese medicine?" Wang Nianxin sneered.

  "I've only heard of the eight major schools of traditional Chinese medicine, but I've never actually heard of the Needle King's family. Come on, give you a chance. You can boast as much as you want." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  "Is our King's signboard still worth bragging about?" Wang Yangxin pointed at Qin Luo and scolded loudly.

  Wang Lao hastily took over the conversation and said: "Yangxin's grandfather was Wang Xiuren, a master of traditional Chinese medicine. Wang Xiuren was a Manchu from Yanjing. He was the third generation heir to the imperial physician's legacy. At 8 years old, he began studying medicine; at 14, he assisted in diagnosis. Through diligent study and self-practice, he mastered the secret transmissions of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, achieving unparalleled skill and distinction."

  "Master Wang's medical skills are profound, his medical ethics are noble, and his techniques are superb. He has treated countless patients. Therefore, the younger brother of the last emperor Puyi, Pu Jie, wrote the three characters "Divine Needle King" for Master Wang. All fellow practitioners felt that this honor was well-deserved. I also deeply admire this great master of traditional Chinese medicine."

  Qin Luo nodded and said: "If fellow practitioners can also be convinced, then it's true that the needle technique of the senior cultivator is indeed remarkable."

  Upon hearing Old Wang's introduction and Qin Luo's praise, the pride on Wang Yangxin's face became even more apparent. He said: "That's natural. Seeking fame and fortune can only deceive people for a while, but it can't deceive them forever. One day, it will be exposed."

  "But I'm curious." Qin Luo looked at Wang Yangxin and said, "You have such a good grandfather, what did you learn from him? With this attitude of yours, it's a shame to the name of Jing Wang."

  "Some people just talk big. I won't let Needle King lose face, fellow practitioners have their own opinions. But you don't even know what you've learned. You don't even have the courage to show others. And yet you dare to discuss the Tao of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

  "My medical skills are for saving lives, not for show." Qin Luo said with a smile. "And the reason I didn't let you watch is because I think you're not worthy. You're not worthy of watching, nor are you worthy of being my opponent."

  Qin Luo swept a glance at Wang Yangxin, whose expression had changed dramatically, and said: "When I have time, I will personally visit your doorstep. Your grandfather, Wang Xiushen, is the only person I want to challenge."

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  "Alas, after saying so much, I'm getting hungry. Old Man Lin, is the rice done?" Qin Luo was too lazy to bother with this guy anymore and rubbed his belly as he walked towards the dining hall.

  (PS: Three more episodes completed. Seeking rewards!)