The village beauty and me!

The young man, with an aggressive and condescending attitude, seemed to have Chen Huan completely under his thumb.

Seeing the other person's gritted teeth, Chen Huan remained calm and said, "Fine."

"But bets are mutual; if you lose, you still have to kowtow to me."

"What you say, you have to keep; there's no use regretting it."

The young man curled his lip in disdain. "If you have the ability, I, Zhang Bin, am willing to accept defeat."

"I'm afraid you're all talk and no action."

"Enough with the chit-chat, let's get started."

At this point, a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face. "Taking off your clothes shouldn't be embarrassing, right?"

"Unless you consider yourself a woman, sorry."

Chen Huan didn't say anything, and simply took off his short-sleeved t-shirt.

This action immediately provoked a commotion from many people around.

It wasn't just because he took off his clothes in public; it was mainly because Chen Huan, despite his seemingly thin and frail appearance, had quite a lot inside.

Although he wasn't exactly muscular, the muscle lines on his body were quite clear and smooth, giving him a unique and rugged beauty.

"She has a good figure, it's a pity she chose the wrong career."

"Today I'll completely cut off your path to becoming a doctor." Zhang Bin said with a look of contempt.

He then approached Chen Huan, pulled out a silver needle, and aimed it at Chen Huan's chest. "Don't move around too much now. Although the needles won't hurt you, they might hurt a little."

"I hope you can hold on..."

This guy has absolutely no sense of martial ethics.

Before he could finish speaking, a silver needle suddenly flew out with a flick of his wrist.

They went straight for an acupoint on Chen Huan's chest.

Upon seeing the location and angle of his attack, Feng Jinyan and the others couldn't help but frown.

Once the silver needle is inserted there, it will inevitably cause unbearable pain.

This guy is clearly doing it on purpose.

Everyone started to worry about Chen Zheng and didn't understand why he would accept such an unfair challenge when he had already been warned.

On the contrary, Zhang Bin and the people behind him all wore sinister and smug smiles.

They were just waiting to see Chen Huan make his move.

In the blink of an eye, the silver needle that Zhang Bin had just released landed precisely on the acupoint on Chen Zheng's chest.

It is indeed very accurate, extremely accurate.

But despite its accuracy, the silver needle didn't pierce through; instead, it flicked against Chen Zheng's skin.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it landed on the ground with a soft, crisp sound.

"Ah, what's going on?" The people behind Zhang Bin couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

An expression of disbelief appeared on everyone's face.

"We messed up!"

"As expected, he was the biggest braggart. He talked about some amazing flying needle technique, but it was all just empty talk!"

"Not even a scratch, what's the point of flying?" The fat man, who was standing next to Chen Huan, immediately clapped his hands and burst into laughter.

At the same time, the surrounding crowd finally understood what was going on and burst into laughter as well.

They treated Zhang Bin like a clown.

Some even mocked, "They acted like it was the real thing, but it turns out they're all show and no substance, all looks and no substance."

"Zhang Bin, what's going on?"

"Did you even perform well?!" the person standing behind him asked with a gloomy face.

Zhang Bin was dumbfounded. "Of course I'll do my best. Why would I hold back at a time like this?"

"But I don't know what happened."

He quickly realized, "Um, that injection was just an experiment, it's not the official start."

"The real show is about to begin!"

Chen Huan chuckled, "You scared the hell out of me."

"I'll give you another chance, but there has to be a new condition: if you lose, you have to give me this set of silver needles."

"After all, such a good thing shouldn't be left to gather dust in your hands."

Zhang Bin was very unwilling, but he also knew that he was in the wrong just now.

So he agreed with a gloomy face, "Fine, I'll do as you say, but don't say I took advantage of you later."

Next, they seriously moved their body joints and changed to a relatively thicker and heavier silver needle.

After gesturing for a while, he suddenly exerted force and flung the needle out of his hand.

"Get it!"

This time he used all his strength; in his opinion, he could poke a hole in a stone slab, let alone a person.

Moreover, they specifically chose a relatively thicker part of the meat to avoid any mistakes.

As a result, the silver needle still failed to pierce Chen Huan's skin.

It bounced directly onto the ground.

"Damn, didn't get it." The fat man teased in a strange tone.

The people around burst into laughter again.

Zhang Bin was dumbfounded, staring blankly at his hands, then at Chen Huan.

Then, subconsciously, I reached out and touched the flesh on his shoulder.

"I said, are you a pervert? You touch men?" Chen Huan looked disgusted.

"No problem, there's no protective layer on the body's surface."

"But why can't it go in?" Zhang Bin muttered over and over again, as if he had lost his mind.

The people behind him looked at each other, whispering amongst themselves, but none of them could come up with a clear answer.

Only the fat man and Mengyao, who was standing next to him, knew what was going on.

"His qigong can even block my poison needles, let alone someone who only studies traditional Chinese medicine."

"That guy acted all high and mighty in front of him, and he really just made a fool of himself," Mengyao muttered softly.

The fat man then loudly egged on, "If you lose, you have to admit it, kneel down and kowtow, hurry up!"

With him taking the lead, even more people joined in the commotion.

Feng Jinyan and the others, including Chairman Xu, were all shouting with their faces red and necks bulging, "That's right, weren't you all quite smug just now?"

"Now that we've lost, we have to admit defeat, leave the pharmaceutical industry, and kowtow in apology!"

Finally, we've got our revenge! If we don't gloat now, why wait until the New Year?

Zhang Bin blushed furiously, wishing he could dig a hole in the ground and disappear into it.

Knowing full well that defeat was inevitable, but also fully aware that he could not bear the consequences of failure.

Does this mean I'll really have to leave the pharmaceutical industry and even kowtow to Chen Huan? How am I supposed to live like this?

At this moment, the middle-aged man behind him stepped forward and said, "Calm down."

"The competition isn't over yet."

"Although Zhang Bin underperformed, he only lost halfway at most."

"According to the competition rules, Chen Huan must successfully complete the flying needle technique for it to count."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Bin immediately stood up and shouted, "That's right, that's exactly what I mean!"

"Even though I made a mistake, it doesn't mean he's more capable than me, so I haven't lost yet!"

"It'll be a draw at best. I doubt this kid knows any needle-throwing techniques!"

The crowd fell silent for a moment, and then all eyes turned to Chen Huan.

"Flying needles, is that right?"

"Since you want to die a more thorough death, I don't mind showing you what I've got."

"This will also let you know what real acupuncture is."