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Jiang Yongjun said haughtily, let the audience at the scene take a breath.

"Jiang Yongjun's tone is too big. If they hadn't hurt several old people by means of means, it would have been shameless for him to be arrogant now."

"That's right. It's really disgusting to bully our Chinese people."

But no matter what everyone said, in their hearts, the outcome of today's game is doomed, and Jiang Feng can't change the result.

Jiang Yongjun waved to a young man standing behind him.

"This is my youngest apprentice, Li MingEn, who has just turned 18 this year. If he is your opponent, he should not be bullied."

Li MingEn looks at Jiang Feng haughtily and then steps onto the arena under everyone's attention.

"This Jiang Yongjun also looks down on us too much, even let a just grown-up boy to play, it is simply arrogant, do not put us in the eye."

In the audience, there was another commotion.

"Little foreigners dare to speak up."

Jiang Feng said calmly.

Li MingEn glared at Jiang Feng.

"It's too early to talk big. When I beat you, I'll see if you can be as arrogant as you are now. I learned medical skills from my master when I was five years old. This year is the 13th year. In front of many senior brothers, my medical skills are also the worst, but it is more than enough to deal with you."

After taking office, Li MingEn did not forget to mock Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng shrugged his shoulders. Facing Li MingEn's ridicule, Jiang Feng did not have any emotional changes. He looked like he was not afraid. However, Li MingEn was a little impatient. After seeing the International Medical Association and the expert teams of China and South Korea entering the referee's bench, he urged them to start the competition.

"Elder martial brother, what do you think of Li MingEn?"

Li Zhijun, sitting next to Mr. Han, asked.

"Don't worry. I believe Jiangfeng is. Li MingEn is too young and full of vigor. Before the competition starts, he is so anxious to win and lose. In terms of mentality, he has lost to Jiang Feng."

The referee then announced the rules of the game. Ten questions were randomly selected and two wins in three games were adopted.

Jiang Feng asked Li MingEn to take the lead.

Basic acupuncture and moxibustion.

After that, Han's face was full of laughter.

Acupuncture and moxibustion is the most difficult and basic for a traditional Chinese medicine. We should not only know all the acupoints of the human body, but also understand their use and the effect of the combination of each acupoint. Moreover, we also pay attention to the needling techniques.

But Jiang Feng master Taiyi needle, the game is not likely to lose.

Props were taken to the arena by the staff, toothpicks, wood, meat pieces, and even a fruit knife.

"Did the referee team make a mistake? How did they get all the fruit knives?"

Seeing the fruit knife, we can't believe it.

"The rules of the competition are simple. You two can choose one of these props, give the needle three times, and then we will judge it. Now the game will start...

" wait a minute. "

Hao Qing suddenly stood up.

"This person can't represent our Chinese side in the competition with you, whether you win or lose."

Hao Qing's words aroused great opposition from old Han.

"Hao Qing, as a representative of the Chinese Medical Association, how can you say such a thing? Jiang Feng just stood in the arena for us. Is it too much for you to do so?"

But Hao Qing didn't pay attention to Han Lao at all, and was indifferent to how he scolded him.

"It doesn't matter. Although he can't represent you, it doesn't matter. I've already said that I'll accept any challenge from anyone today, and you don't have to worry too much. My apprentice is one of my disciples with the worst level in all aspects. Hao Qing, I understand your concerns."

Jiang Yongjun seems to have seen through Hao Qing's heart.

When people heard Jiang Yongjun's words, his face was ugly. When he asked a disciple with the worst strength to compete, how much he looked down on Chinese traditional medicine.

However, Jiang Yongjun can not be blamed. Even all the people present felt that this was a must lose game. They did not have the confidence to defeat their opponents, so why should they be respected by their opponents.

Xiao bureau director ran to the challenge arena, whispered to Jiang Feng.

"Jiangfeng, for the sake of the face of our Chinese traditional medicine, you can not lose too ugly."

Jiang Feng ignored director Xiao, but quietly waiting for the start of the game.

"Do you have anything else to say? If not, then the game begins

At the order of the referee, the first game begins.

Li MingEn took the most difficult toothpick as the target of acupuncture. He did not disdain to take a look at Jiang Feng.

Toothpicks are small in size, hard in material, and the receiving surface is not flat, which is very difficult for the needle applicator. Both the angle and the strength are a great test for the needle applicator. If the force is more than one point, it is easy to break the silver needle.

"Elder martial brother, is Li MingEn very confident? It seems that Jiang Yongjun is determined to win the Sino Korean duel."Han took a look at Li Zhijun.

"Don't worry, compared with acupuncture, Jiangfeng will not lose to anyone."

Jiang Feng has been looking at the fruit knife, when a staff member stepped onto the challenge arena.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the fruit knife is the negligence of our staff, so it is not an option. This player does not need to consider it. You can choose from other items again."

Hearing the staff's explanation, the audience at the scene suddenly.

Just when the staff was about to remove the fruit knife, Jiang Feng suddenly opened his mouth.

"The referee group, I'll choose this fruit knife as the object of needle application. I wonder if it's ok?"

Jiang Feng's words are amazing, the audience at the scene looked at him like a fool.

The referee group also did not understand Jiang Feng's request.

But Jiang Yongjun agreed to Jiang Feng's request.

"Referee group, since this friend is so confident in himself, we have no reason to stop him, do we?"

The referee group nodded and agreed to Jiang Feng's choice.

Li MingEn looks at Jiangfeng with malice.

"I know I will lose, so I choose the fruit knife. In this way, even if I lose, no one can say anything about you. After all, no one can put a needle on the fruit knife. My friend, you are a good schemer."

After hearing Li MingEn's words, we also understood the real intention of Jiang Feng.

"It turns out that the boy knows he can't win the game and finds himself a step down."

"I didn't have the ability to come out and humiliate us. I was arrogant when I came to the stage. Now I've chosen my way out."

The audience also began to ridicule and blame Jiang Feng.

Li MingEn ignored Jiang Feng, but seriously competed. With a silver needle in his hand, he did not choose to apply the needle on the surface of the toothpick. Instead, he chose the more difficult position of the two tips.

Li MingEn gently turns the silver needle in his hand and stabs the silver needle into the toothpick like a needle. After two needles, the silver needle stabs into both ends of the toothpick.

When the referee saw Li MingEn's toothpick in his hand, he had already won or lost.

Li MingEn's third needle is to choose the middle position of the toothpick, and the silver needle is inserted into it.

The referee group was also surprised that Li MingEn had mastered the silver needle. It can be said that he had reached the perfect level. However, Jiang Feng did not mean to start at all.