Rebirth: Reading Becomes a God

Chapter 179
"This is acupuncture? Why is it like darts!"

"Who says it's not! Shouldn't acupuncture be twisted into acupuncture points one by one?"

"Silver needles are so soft that they can be pierced into the body through flying shots?"

……

The crowd was puzzled.

At this time, students from the Department of Ancient Medicine rushed out to explain.

"You guys don't understand. This is called flying needle acupuncture. Not only does it require great hand strength, but it also needs to use Qi to move the needle. Song Fusu's operation is proficient, and the level is very comparable to others."

"Oh, that's it! What a cow!"

Everyone was amazed and looked up at Song Fusu for a while.

But at this moment, three silver lights flashed in the air one after another, almost blinding everyone's eyes.

"what?"

"Ichiro Osaka actually pierced with three silver needles at the same time? This... can be called a magic skill."

"It's over! He's so fast, isn't Song Fusu going to lose?"

……

Listening to everyone's discussion, Song Fusu's heart tightened.

He watched Osaka Ichiro's operation even more impatiently. He didn't expect his ability to be so powerful that he could control three silver needles.

It should be known that it is extremely difficult to prick acupoints with flying needles, and it is even more difficult to master the direction and strength of three silver needles at the same time.

Even he is very unfamiliar now.

Looking at Osaka Ichiro's calm face and that mocking smile.

Song Fusu put all his eggs in one basket, picked up four silver needles at the same time, and prepared to release all four needles at once.

"Honey, who do you think will win?" Su Xueqing asked curiously.

Ye Chen shrugged: "Of course it's Osaka. His basic skills are more solid, and he has mastered the three-needle acupuncture method, which is three times faster."

"Didn't Song Fusu take out four needles? Sooner or later he will catch up!"

Ye Chen continued to shake his head: "Song Fusu's acupuncture is not accurate at all, and the error rate is too much."

"time up!"

The host shouted, and both of them stopped their movements.

Song Fusu wiped off his sweat, and thought to himself: I gave a total of 280 needles, while Osaka Ichiro only gave [-] and [-] needles, so I should have won this competition.

Song Fusu heaved a sigh of relief, a confident smile came back to his face again, and said with a smile: "Ichiro Osaka, the result has not come out yet, if you admit defeat now, I will let them hide the result, so as to save you from losing embarrassingly."

Osaka Ichiro laughed out loud: "Where do you Chinese people get their confidence? Losing is better than winning?"

"Losing? Will I lose?"

"You're really ignorant! You're inaccurate in performing needles, and the rate of mistakes is too high, so you're sure to lose."

"fart!"

The voice just fell.

The volunteer Song Fusu who performed the acupuncture showed pain on his face, and fell to the ground instantly, foaming at the mouth.

"what's the situation?"

People are puzzled.

"Not good, there are too many wrong acupuncture points, and the strength is not evenly mastered, which hurt the volunteer."

Immediately, several doctors responsible for counting silver needles began to treat the volunteers.

After half an hour of treatment, the volunteer slowly woke up and looked at Song Fusu with resentment and malice.

One of the doctors and nurses said: "I will announce the result of the competition."

"Osaka Ichiro needs 280 five acupuncture points, with a [-]% success rate."

"Song Fusu needs two of 310 acupuncture points, with a success rate of 50.00%. Moreover, the strength of many acupuncture points is too strong, stabbing the volunteers, almost causing permanent sequelae."

"So... I declare that Ichiro Osaka wins this competition!"

In an instant, the audience was silent.

No cheers, no excitement.

Because they lost and lost face.

On the contrary, Ichiro Osaka laughed wildly, his voice was so loud that it resounded through the entire hall and surrounded everyone's ears.

"Hahaha! I just said that the ancient medicine was created by the Japanese country. You can't find the essence of it. It's ridiculous and pathetic!"

Snapped!
Uncle Ouyang could not hear such insults.

He went up against the crime, but was immediately stopped by Hua Zixu.

"Professor Ouyang, don't be impulsive."

"Fart, insult me ​​Huaxia, let me teach him a lesson."

Hua Zixu smiled wryly: "He's just a young man in his twenties, and he has only been immersed in medical skills for more than ten years. If you go down, it would be disgraceful to win."

"Trash! Song Fusu is trash! He was defeated by a Japanese devil!"

"Why don't you let Ye Chen come out of the mountain?"

"Why don't I want to? But the master is calm and calm. Unless he is interested, even eight horses will not be able to invite him."

"Oh!" Hua Zixu sighed heavily.

Two old men who add up to more than 100 years old are so helpless.

The students in the audience also refused to obey, scolding Song Fusu like a dog.

"Trash! Even a Japanese devil can't win."

"Bullshit silver needle acupuncture point, bullshit number one scholar, the name doesn't live up to the reality!"

"Just now the cowhide was blowing loudly, and I lost like a coward."

……

Song Fusu's veins bulged, his fists were clenched, and his fingernails even dug into his flesh.

It was a moment to enjoy the honor, but it attracted the abuse of everyone.

"Look, you Huaxia are like this! You can bear the honor together, but you can't bear the failure."

Ichiro Osaka's tone was full of shame: "Only our Japanese country is the most united country, and you will never be able to learn it in your lifetime."

His words naturally aroused the displeasure of everyone.

"Nonsense, China's 14 billion people, in the face of the country's honor and disgrace, everyone is of the same heart! How can your Japanese country be comparable? We blame Song Fusu not because he lost the game, but because he has no diamonds and wants to work on porcelain."

"That's right, Osaka Ichilang clearly wanted to challenge Ye Chen, but he licked his face on the stage. If he wins, let it go, but unexpectedly, he lost."

"Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone. He didn't come to power because of national integrity, but for his own self-interest, wanting to be respected by others. This is a well-known thing in the school."

……

"Ye Chen!"

I don't know who started it.

The crowd began to shout in unison.

"Ye Chen!"

"Ye Chen!"

……

After three rounds of competition, only one round was carried out.

They still have a chance to come back.

Of course, they will not hand over the remaining opportunities to Song Fusu.

Only Ye Chen is worthy of entrusting him with a heavy responsibility!
"Husband, they want you to do it!" Su Xueqing smiled.

Her husband has such a high popularity, she is naturally extremely proud.

Ye Chen said lightly: "Of course I can't bear the bullying, I'm going to beat Osaka Ichiro back today."

"Well, husband, come on!"

Ye Chen silently walked towards the stage.

When everyone found Ye Chen, they automatically gave him a path leading directly to the ring.

Along the way, Ye Chen received countless entrustments.

"Come on, Ye Chen! Defeat the Japanese devils."

"You must make a comeback, Huaxia's honor and disgrace depend on you."

"Ye Chen, you must live up to expectations."

……

The further he walked, the heavier the burden on Ye Chen felt.

Fate of the nation, everyone is responsible!
It's really not what the yellow mouth and white teeth said. When the crisis comes, no matter how small the person is, he still contributes his strength.

Ye Chen should live up to it!

(End of this chapter)