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Listening to the exclamations of amazement from the people around her, Jiang Qing's complexion turned very ugly.
Zhang Xiaomeng's move was simply too impressive.
She, who had studied the Art of Acupuncture for over a decade, simply could not imagine how Zhang Xiaomeng had pulled off that step.
"How about it? Are you convinced yet?"
At that moment, Zhang Xiaomeng turned his head, smiling as he looked at her.
Jiang Qing moved her lips but didn't know what would be best to say.
The Art of Acupuncture practiced by Zhang Xiaomeng was clearly more formidable than her own.
But acknowledging her inferior skills in her own family's Revival Hall, wouldn't that disgrace the Jiang Family's reputation?
Moreover, she had just made a bet with Zhang Xiaomeng, and admitting defeat now would mean she'd have to become his disciple in the future.
This was something the proud and haughty Jiang Qing could never accept.
