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

Qian Xintong covered her nose and pointed casually, choosing the left arm with dysentery.

Yukio Takada started working on the dysentery's right arm.

He first took out a box of ointment and began to apply it on the dysentery arm.

Yukio Takada moved very slowly and carefully.

Of course Qian Xintong didn't know how to treat illnesses and was still waiting for Li Muchen to help her.

But Li Muchen didn't move, and Qian Xintong could only pretend to observe in front of the leprosy's left arm.

She frowned, with nausea in her throat, and raised her dysentery arm.

Looking left and right, Li Muchen still didn't move.

Qian Xintong looked back again and found that the guy was standing there motionless, with the same expression on his face, as if he was holding back a bad smile.

Is this guy really trying to trick me?

"Hey, little girl, do you know how to do it?"

The onlookers questioned.

"Don't be bragging, right?"

"You're so pretty, why don't you do something wrong? Just imitate other people's bragging!"

Qian Xintong's pretty face was stern, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Why are you so anxious? You can't see, hear, and ask questions when you see a doctor!"

But she really had no choice but to stand there, feeling a little anxious.

Yukio Takada was still applying ointment attentively, and less than half of his dysentery right arm was covered with ointment.

The skin covered with ointment looks much more comfortable.

Qian Xintong simply walked to Yukio Takada's side and got closer to watch him apply the ointment.

Yukio Takada didn't care about her and just focused on his work.

Qian Xintong asked: "Lao Gao, where did you get this ointment?"

"My ointment..." Yukio Takada was still showing pride on his face, but he suddenly felt something was wrong, "Where did you get it from? This is our sect's secret recipe! Also, don't scream, I'm not a boss. "

"Hey, isn't your surname Gao?"

"My last name is Takada."

"Oh——, then your father's surname must be Gao and your mother's surname is Tian."

Qian Xintong started to mess around.

Yukio Takada was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "No, my mother's surname is not Tian. In Japan, women take their husband's surname after they get married. Our family's surname is Takada."

Qian Xintong pretended to be surprised and said: "Huh? Your mother doesn't even have a last name. Is she so pitiful? Your father is Gaotian, your mother is Gaotian, and you are also Gaotian. So aren't your family just three highs? We have an old man here. Chinese medicine is very powerful and specializes in treating the three highs. Do you want to try it?"

"Ah -" Yukio Takada couldn't bear it anymore and cried out in a frenzy, "If you don't treat the disease, why are you blabbering here?"

"They care about you!"

"I don't need your concern!"

"Oh, it's true that a dog bites Lu Dongbin, but he doesn't know a good heart!"

Qian Xintong sighed, looking like he hated iron.

Yukio Takada stood up suddenly, his face was so angry that he turned the color of pig liver.

Qian Xintong was eager for him to take action at this time.

As long as Takada takes action, she can withdraw from this competition as a matter of course. As for the fight, Grandpa Qian Kun and Monk Wuhua are there, not to mention Li Muchen who looks sanctimonious but is very good at teasing people.

Thinking of this, Qian Xintong glanced at Li Muchen again. Seeing Li Muchen's half-smiling look, she became extremely angry.

However, to her surprise, Yukio Takada quickly calmed down his anger and sneered: "You want to anger me so that I can commit a foul, right? You don't know how to treat diseases at all! No one in China can fight! You lose deal!"

After saying that, he bent down again and continued to carefully apply ointment on the dysentery arm.

This time, Qian Xintong was really anxious.

The onlookers were also anxious for her.

In fact, from the beginning, most people were not optimistic about Qian Xintong. They were just emotionally swayed and hoped that the Chinese could defeat this Japanese.

Now seeing Qian Xintong standing there doing nothing, and Yukio Takada looking serious and focused, people are even more convinced that Qian Xintong is going to lose.

"It's over, it's over, Chinese medical skills will lose to Japanese medical skills!"

"Fart, what's the rush? That girl hasn't started yet!"

"Can't you see, she doesn't know how to treat it at all, she's just messing around."

"Isn't it just a little girl? Mr. Hu hasn't taken action yet."

"But didn't Mr. Hu just say that the little girl can represent Tongqingtang? If we lose this round, Tongqingtang will take off the plaque and change it to Sick Man Hall. Even if we can win in the future, what's the point?"

"That's right, Mr. Hu shouldn't send a little girl to fight. It's too underestimating the enemy."

"Don't you understand yet?" a woman in the crowd said, "Mr. Hu has no chance of winning at all. He sent a little girl to fight just to save his face."

People thought this was reasonable and agreed one after another, so much so that they ignored the slightly strange accent of the woman who spoke.

Qian Xintong was anxious, but it didn't show on her face.

She is still thinking of ways to mess with things. She has to mess up the situation. Otherwise, not only will she be embarrassed today, but the whole of China will be embarrassed.

"Hey, Lao Gao, you really don't want to buy some Gastrodia Uncaria granules or something? I'll give you a [-]% discount."

Takada ignored him and concentrated on applying the ointment.

In a short time, the whole arm of Diarrhea was covered with ointment.

Then, Takada used his fingers to inject Qi into the acupuncture points on the dysentery arm to help the ointment disperse.

Soon, the originally wet ointment dried up, as if it were covered with a layer of gray-white pulp.

Takada stopped, with a proud look on his face, and said, "In another hour, I will remove the ointment, and you will be able to see a intact arm. I will definitely win!"

Master Hu's face was as heavy as water.

If he was given a few days, he could also prepare a special ointment to treat the disease, but it would be very difficult to be effective in such a short period of time. After all, it takes time for human skin and muscles to heal.

If you want to win, you can only try one of the thirteen acupuncture techniques of Yin and Yang, Wandering Soul Acupuncture. Using the Wandering Soul Needle, combined with the healing ointment passed down by the Hu family, the effect will be no worse than the Japanese ointment.

It's just that Wandering Soul has extremely high requirements for acupuncturists, who must not only have superb medical skills, but also have strong soul power support.

If the soul power is not enough, the acupuncturist will run out of energy and blood, the spirit will wither, and finally the soul will be helpless and dissipate.

That’s why it’s called the Wandering Soul Needle.

These Japanese people went to great lengths to devise such a bet and find such a patient, probably not only to compete for the reputation of medicine, but also to lure Hu Shiyue to use the Wandering Soul Acupuncture Technique.

Hu Shiyue also just learned all thirteen acupuncture techniques. With his current cultivation ability, it is very difficult to perform this acupuncture technique. If he uses it forcefully, he will definitely lose his mind in the end.

But for the sake of China's reputation, he decided to fight!

It's impossible to lose to the Japanese!

"Miss Qian, come down and let me try it."

Master Hu took a step forward, Ling Ran looked upright and looked forward to death.

"Mr. Hu is going to take action!"

"Mr. Hu finally took action, the Japanese will definitely lose!"

"That's not necessarily true. The guy with the third grade of high school said he was cured within an hour, but the treatment hasn't started yet!"

"Oh, it's all that little girl's fault for messing around and delaying important events!"

"That's right, where does this little girl come from, so ignorant!"

"Stop arguing, let's see how Mr. Hu treats it."

People got excited and waited for Hu Shiyue to take action.

Yukio Takada sneered: "You Chinese people don't mean what you say? You can change the contestants at will? But forget it, I'm very generous. If you want to come, come and let me see the needles of your Hu family." Law."

Hu Shiyue sneered, this guy's goal is indeed thirteen needles!

He was about to step forward when he suddenly heard Li Muchen say:

"Mr. Hu, such a minor illness is not worthy of your personal intervention. Since Miss Qian took the initiative to ask for help, she must have her own solution. You should give young people more opportunities."

Hu Shiyue was slightly startled, but it was Li Muchen who spoke, so he felt relieved and said with a smile: "Master Li is right, I should give young people a chance, Xintong, then you should do it."

Qian Xintong was stunned.

I come?

What should I bring?