Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

Qian Xintong's words caused an uproar.

Everyone looked at Qian Xintong.

"Hey, who is this person? He's so good-looking!"

"Probably Mr. Hu's apprentice."

“You’re so young and you’re already a doctor?”

"Could it be a nurse?"

"Damn it, the nurse at Tongqingtang is prettier than the nurse from Japan!"

……

Qian Kun glared at Qian Xintong and said, "Why are you just making fun of this matter, sir?"

Qian Xintong glanced back at Li Muchen, then smiled slyly at Qian Kun and said, "Grandpa, what do you mean just joining in the fun? These people are here to make trouble. Who is Grandpa Hu? He is a master of Chinese medicine. It's too much to compete with little devils in medical skills." It’s a loss of status. Besides, if Grandpa Hu needs help for such a minor illness, anyone in China can cure it. Like me!”

As she said this, she walked out and stood in front of Yukio Takada.

It was too late for Qian Kun to hold her back, so he had to leave it to her.

Anyway, he could see that Yukio Takada was well prepared, and it would be difficult for Mr. Hu to win. Instead of doing this, it is better to let the granddaughter go and have fun, and there is no shame in losing.

Hu Shiyue was very conflicted.

The sores on Li Li's body can definitely be cured. If he is given a week or so, he is sure to cure him.

But it was almost impossible to eliminate the sores on his arms within a day and restore the skin as much as possible.

Hu Shiyue also knew that Gao Tian had special medicines in his hands, but the masses didn't think so. Don't your Hu family also have ancestral trauma medicine and tinea ointment?

He originally sent it to Li Muchen, hoping that he might have some strange tricks, but when he saw that Li Muchen didn't move, he thought that there was nothing Li Muchen could do.

Now Qian Xintong stepped forward and let her cause trouble. It was a good idea. At least she could find out the details of the other party first.

However, this will inevitably damage the reputation of the Qian family, and it will not sound good if it spreads.

Yukio Takada looked at Qian Xintong and said, "Little girl, what we are competing in is real kung fu, not a joke."

"Who is joking with you?" Qian Xintong glared, "There is no need for an old man to treat such a minor illness. I will bet with you, do you dare?"

"Hmph!" Yukio Takada snorted, "You can't represent Tongqingtang, why should I bet with you?"

When Hu Shiyue was about to say that she could represent Tongqingtang, Qian Xintong had already fired back:

"Then can you represent the entire Japan? If you can't represent it, why should Mr. Hu bet with you?"

"you!"

Yukio Takada was speechless for a moment.

Of course he cannot represent Japan. Who can represent Japan as a whole? Even if the leader of the Tian Nin Sect came, he would not dare to say that.

"I can't represent Japan, but I can represent Japanese medical ethics and challenge Chinese medical skills."

"Oh..." Qian Xintong nodded, "So, you are the most skilled person in Japan?"

"I……"

Yukio Takada was at a loss for words. Japan also had a lineage of medical saints whose power was no less powerful than that of the Tennin Sect. If these words were spread, it would probably arouse their dissatisfaction and bring trouble to the sect.

This little girl is really difficult to deal with!

"Hu Shiyue!" Yukio Takada looked at Hu Shiyue, "You don't dare to compete with me, so you use a little girl as a shield?"

Hu Shiyue had already made up his mind and said, "Little girl, can't you do it? I'm afraid you can't even compare to the little girl."

"You..." Yukio Takada was furious, "Okay, let her compete, but the bet cannot be changed. If she loses, your Hu family's golden needles and acupuncture techniques will belong to me."

Hu Shiyue hesitated a little, but Qian Xintong already agreed and said, "Okay!"

"Xintong!" Qian Kun scolded, "Let's just play around for a while, how can we make random promises!"

Qian Xintong said: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely win."

Qian Kun was stunned, and suddenly thought of something. He glanced at Li Muchen next to him, and found that Li Muchen's face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he got the general idea.

He glared at Qian Xintong and said, "Be careful." Then he stopped caring about her.

Yukio Takada said happily: "Is this true?"

Qian Xintong said: "Of course it is true. However, I also have a condition."

"What conditions?"

"We took out our things when we lost, but you committed hara-kiri when you lost. What good does it do to us if you commit hara-kiri? You're going to have shit coming out of your stomach, and you still need us to clean it up."

The onlookers roared with laughter.

Yukio Takada's face was scolded by Qian Xintong, but he had no way to refute, and asked angrily: "Then what do you want?"

"Tch, I don't like your Japanese stuff, my aunt!" Qian Xintong said, "It's very simple. If you lose, I will bring you this plaque. Remove the word 'tang' from the back and add it in front." Carry the word 'Japanese' on your back, go outside to the road, and run around Tongqing Hall three times."

Takada Xingfu's face was more than ugly.

If he ran around three times with a plaque saying "Sick Man of Japan" on his back, he wouldn't be the only one losing face.

If word spreads, the entire Tiannin Sect will be laughed to death by other Japanese sects.

However, he really couldn't think of any possibility for this little girl to win the game.

Since you won't lose, what does it matter if you agree?

Yukio Takada hesitated, his eyes flickered, and he looked towards Xizhou.

Among the onlookers, a middle-aged woman in her late fifties nodded slightly towards him.

This scene was seen by Li Muchen.

Yukio Takada seemed to have received a divine metaphor. He was immediately full of confidence and said, "Okay, little girl, I promise you."

"Okay, it's settled." Qian Xintong said.

Someone among the onlookers kindly reminded: "Girl, don't be deceived by him. This man's words are not trustworthy. What should we do if he doesn't admit his defeat?"

Qian Xintong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, we have surveillance and recording here. If he doesn't admit it, he will send the video to the whole world, so that people all over the world know how shameless and untrustworthy they are!"

Li Muchen couldn't help but smile.

This part was not taught by him to Qian Xintong, it was completely added by Qian Xintong himself.

He just asked Qian Xintong to fight instead of Hu Shiyue, and he would help her secretly.

Unexpectedly, Qian Xintong would come up with such a damaging trick.

Running around Tongqing Hall three times with a plaque saying "Sick Man of Japan" on his back is more uncomfortable than having Yukio Takada commit seppuku, right?

But as Qian Xintong said, Gao Tian had no choice. With Li Muchen here, it was impossible for him not to admit his guilt.

Of course, at this time, not many people at the scene believed that Qian Xintong could win.

After both parties agreed, the game officially began.

Yukio Takada asked Qian Xintong which arm to choose.

Qian Xintong took a closer look at the leprosy and immediately pinched her nose.

The smell was so bad.

The area where it entered the eye was full of devastation, and the ulcerated areas were filled with pus. There was almost no intact part of the entire arm.

Qian Xintong is the eldest daughter of the Qian family. She has never been exposed to such filth and filth.

Now we not only have to watch and hear, but we also need to get started in a while.

Looking at this disgusting arm and enduring the sour water in his stomach, Qian Xintong suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart——

Damn, he wasn’t teasing me on purpose, was he?

Otherwise, why didn't he take action himself and let me do it?

Qian Xintong looked back and saw Li Muchen standing there with a suppressed smile on his face...