The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 945 Fighting Yamamoto
Chapter 940 The Sixth Battle Against Yamamoto
"Whoosh whoosh—"

Hearing this, Matsuno Qianshan took a step forward, picked up the silver needle with both hands, and pierced it into the bronze figure.

With ten silver needles in his first hand, he pierced the clouds and flowing water, and he hit every one of them, and the needles were accurate, no matter in terms of strength, depth, or sequence.

The second wave was another ten silver needles. This time, he was less casual and became more serious.

In the third hand, Matsuno Qianshan did not directly hold ten silver needles in his hand, but slowly inserted five needles.

As time passed, Matsuno Qianshan's speed became slower and slower, his expression became more and more dignified, and there was even a trace of sweat on his forehead.

There is no doubt that this test question is still not small.

However, the acupuncture points he pierced still met the requirements, and the accumulated points were getting higher and higher.

After 10 minutes, Matsuno Qianshan had pierced [-] acupuncture points and scored [-] points, which is already a shocking score.

And he didn't stop yet, continuing to stab the remaining [-] acupuncture points based on his memory.

"It's too monstrous, too terrifying."

"This Qianshan is really not an ordinary person. He will memorize a hundred acupoints once he broadcasts them, and he will memorize them in order."

"Not to mention that he is still stabbing the remaining acupuncture points, even if he stops now, he can beat Ye Fan by a block."

"Hey, where's Ye Fan? Why didn't I see his score? Could it be that he didn't memorize a single shot?"

"Yeah, what is he doing sitting on the ground?"

While the people at the scene were impressed by Matsuno Qianshan's strength, they also found that Ye Fan did not start the game, but sat on the ground with his eyes closed and meditated.

Kong Taoli and Gong Lao almost stood up and shouted.

Wang Qiaochu and Yuan Qiu also had deep smiles.

"Ma'am, is Ye Fan giving up?"

The female secretary looked at this scene with despair in her eyes: "He is trying to kill you."

Mrs. Zhao remained as calm as water, without any emotion on her face.

"There are only 3 minutes left, and Matsuno Qianshan has also stabbed ninety acupuncture points."

"Even if Ye Fan memorizes all the acupoints and the sequence, it is impossible to pierce them all in this short time."

"Hua Tuo didn't have this ability when he was alive."

Yuan Qiu gloated and reminded Mrs. Zhao: "Madam, you have misjudged Ye Fan. He was just bought, and he didn't even struggle."

Feng Changshan sighed with emotion: "I really shouldn't let Ye Fan play. Now that I lost, how can I explain to the public? Thousands of people can be crowded outside."

"Ma'am, what should I do?"

The female secretary's face was pale and her body was crumbling.

Wang Qiaochu also raised his legs: "What can we do? Throw Ye Fan out and be hacked to death by the people."

This game is not only related to the outcome of the competition between the two countries, but also to test Ye Fan's loyalty, so his passiveness has aroused the anger of many Chinese people.

"A traitor, indeed a traitor."

"It's just that I didn't expect him to betray so thoroughly, he didn't even act, and just sat on the ground and gave up."

"The game is over, I swear to kill this thief."

Countless people scolded Ye Fan.

"There is a specialization in surgery, and Ye Fan is good at medicine, but unfortunately, he is not used to this kind of examination questions about identifying acupoints with silver needles."

Bei Tingchuan also showed a trace of contempt on his face: "It seems that I really think highly of Ye Fan. The only ones who can be our opponents are Luoshen and the other three."

There was also a touch of disappointment in Kurokawa Muxue's eyes.

In the last 2 minutes, there were only five acupoints left for Matsuno Qianshan.

Although he was sweating profusely and exhausted physically and mentally, it was obvious that he would complete this test question.

"It's the last minute."

Bei Tingchuan shouted: "Host, let's announce the winner, Ye Fan is a loser, so don't watch any more."

Mrs. Zhao narrowed her eyes for the first time.

The female secretary's pretty face was pale, and she was not worth it for Mrs. Zhao: "I lost, Ye Fan lost, damn it..."

"Ye Fan, go on sleeping, go on sleeping."

Seeing Ye Fan giving up on himself, Matsuno Qianshan couldn't help taking the time to ridicule:

"I only have three acupuncture points left, and I can finish it right away."

"Sleep well, even until tomorrow."

While he was noncommittal and sarcastic, he stabbed the silver needle with his trembling right hand.

This round required too much physical strength and energy, even though he was extremely clever, he was also exhausted.

"Unfortunately, you can't win."

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and said something casually.

Then he stood up leisurely.

Everyone found that when he stood up, Ye Fan was like a sword that broke through the ground, turning the simple and unpretentious into a radiant one.

Sensing a hint of danger, Matsuno Qianshan's expression changed and he pricked the needle faster.

At the same moment, Ye Fan slapped the table: "Water up!"

Wash your hands with clean water.

Ye Fan sipped again: "A needle!"

Hundreds of silver needles in hand.

"One thought makes it happen!"

Ye Fan yelled violently, raised his hands, and the silver needles poured out instantly.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

The silver needles were like shooting stars, like flying dragons, one by one they entered the acupoints of the Tongren, neither deep nor shallow, neither side nor right, just meeting the examination standard.

"Ding-dong-"

"No. [-] Bronze Man, the acupoint recognition is complete, [-] points!"

The silver needle fell, and the broadcast sounded suddenly, and the perfect score reverberated.

When the precision instruments were broadcasting, no matter the judges, Kong Taoli, Wang Qiaochu, or Mrs. Zhao, the audience were all stunned on the spot.

The female secretary who was disappointed with Ye Fan also tightly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

Matsuno Qianshan pinched the last needle, and the silver needle fell directly from his fingertips.

Bei Tingchuan, Yuan Qiu and the others even froze, with horror on their faces.

They couldn't believe that Ye Fan was so reversed.

What's more, Ye Fan thought a hundred needles, no matter the strength, speed, or order, they all matched.

This is more than a genius, he is simply a monster, and a monster that is rarely seen in a century.

Kurokawa Muxue muttered to herself: "How is this possible? How is this possible?"

They also found it absurd at the Blood Medicine Sect, and decided that there was a problem with the system.

It's just that the host, the referee team and the staff checked, but they all decided that there was no problem with the system, and Ye Fan's results were real and valid.

"Win, Ye Fan won!"

Seeing this, Mr. Gong and the others became happy, cheering and almost knocking the roof over.

Mrs. Zhao also flashed a smile, but she quickly regained her composure.

Although many Shenzhou audiences were happy, they looked very embarrassed. After all, they still believed that Ye Fan was a traitor just now.

Wang Qiaochu's face sank like water.

"Do you know why I closed my eyes and meditated?"

Ye Fan didn't care about the victory in this round, he just looked at Matsuno Qianshan who was sweating profusely and smiled:
"That's 15 minutes is too much for me. In this game, I can win in ten seconds."

"I didn't shoot you and killed you directly, to save a little face for the blood doctor."

"Of course, I also want to stimulate you well and let you know that hard work is no match for me."

Ye Fan picked up the silver needle on the ground and put it in the hands of Matsuno Qianshan: "Come on, finish your last needle."

"flutter--"

Matsuno Qianshan squeezed the silver needle exhausted, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood...

Seeing the back of Ye Fan leaving calmly, countless people were shocked.

Kurokawa Muxue also felt strange again.

She suddenly felt that she still didn't know enough about Ye Fan.

An hour later, Ye Fan started the second game against the only remaining member of the Tianjiao Group.
In this round, a lottery was drawn to diagnose and treat patients, and Ye Fan instantly killed the opponent at the beginning of the game, winning the second round.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan stepped onto the high platform again and faced one of the three geniuses of blood medicine.

Shichiro Yamamoto.

Looking at the imposing Ye Fan, Shichiro Yamamoto didn't have the slightest fear, instead he smiled evilly:
"Ye Fan, you can't win this game..."

(End of this chapter)