Chapter 89: The Lost Art
Translator: 549690339
"I can't believe it... You dare to treat my master like this, have you grown tired of living!"
The two apprentices said.
"Give me 5 minutes," Su Wen said, picking up more acupuncture needles.
Song Qingfeng also felt incredibly scared at the same time.
Was it really worth entrusting his life to such a person?
Immediately after, Su Wen swiftly inserted needles at thirty-eight locations on Song Qingfeng's body!
The fluidity and speed were breathtaking to all who were watching!
My God...
The onlookers were inwardly astonished.
But only Song Qingfeng and his two apprentices were very disdainful.
Along with the armchair experts on the internet.
Because they knew that the thirty-eight spots where Su Wen inserted the needles weren't acupoints at all.
Song Qingfeng felt the pain instinctively, wanting to grimace, but for some reason, the pain seemed to subtly transform into a silky and rather enjoyable sensation.