Such destruction wouldn't be any worse than losing to Park Changmin.
However, Jiang Yu still used her connections to get all the participating doctors to spread their medical skills before participating in the battle.
This reminder was noticed by many, but no one understood why Jiang Yu had raised such a suggestion. Under the stirring of passion, Jiang Yu's news was drowned out. Only a few people followed Jiang Yu's instructions.
Upon hearing this news, Park Changmin, who was sitting in front of the coffee table, revealed a bloodthirsty smile.
Sitting opposite Park Changmin, Park Mintae wore a mask and whispered. "Teacher, from the looks of it, TCM is doomed ahead of time. Your feat will definitely be recorded in history! Without TCM, TKM will definitely rise! "
Park Changmin smiled, but there was a hint of worry deep in his smile. But soon, his worry vanished. All that was left was fighting spirit. He said indifferently, "These are just small fries. Just deal with them. If there's anything you can't handle, come find me. "
"Yes, Teacher," Park Mintae said respectfully. With that said, Park Mintae took his leave. The instant he stepped out, his eyes turned gloomy. He touched his pulse as his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
That day, Park Mintae announced to the public: "To challenge Park Changmin, you have to first get past him! If you can't, leave on your own. There's no need to practice medicine in the future. If anyone defeats him, he will similarly give up everything and retire from the medical world to become a farmer. "
The moment that was said, all the doctors who came to Black Mountain City jumped in fright. Although they were prepared to fail, their expressions changed when they heard that losing meant losing all their futures.
Who was Park Changmin? He was a top medical master who had defeated the three medical sages of TCM! What was TKM? It didn't exist at all! To put it bluntly, TKM was TCM! In China, Park Changmin would be a top TCM expert! With such a person holding the fort, who would dare claim that they could defeat him? Even if they didn't have to face Park Changmin, Park Mintae was still a personal disciple of a master! Although Park Mintae's international influence was inferior to Park Changmin's, he was still a rising star. Few could match him!
The arrival of the Chinese TCM doctors was mostly out of righteous indignation and the impulse of blood. They wanted to use their actions to show that TCM was not dead yet. There was still them! But when the battle escalated, everyone was a little hesitant. Everyone had their own families, and everyone had their own lives. Going forward knowing that they would lose wasn't brave, it was stupid!
In particular, someone had pointed out that the Third Divine Physician might have been restricted by this rule and thus no longer practiced medicine. Moreover, their inheritance was likely to be severed. If they fought at this time, it would only be a waste of the last heritage of Chinese Medicine!
At the same time, everyone finally paid attention to Jiang Yu's words and left their own experiences and insights! He knew that they would lose if they went up, so he wanted them to leave behind their experience and knowledge to pass on to Chinese Medicine!
With this in mind, some people fell silent. However, there was still a group of people who chose to accept the challenge. They were also TCM experts and believed that they had the strength to fight Park Changmin! At the same time, these people recorded their unique medical skills. If they lost, these things could ensure that their medical skills would not be lost! Minimizing the losses after the defeat.
As the two sides converged, a Chinese medicine competition was about to begin. The competition was set for the next day!
After an uneventful night, before daybreak the next day, Black Mountain City, a northern city with very little nightlife, was revived. Large numbers of people surged to the stadium in the city center to watch the largest medical competition in history!
There were a total of twenty-seven Chinese TCM doctors who signed up for the competition. They were all TCM masters. And the competition format was a one-on-one battle. Park Mintae would take on all the masters.
The rules were very simple. One person from the Chinese, South Korean, and foreign audience would be randomly chosen. Then, they would use their own means to diagnose if the other party had any illnesses. Points would be awarded for the diagnosis, treatment, and curative effects. Finally, the scores would be given by some neutral international medical masters. If the scores were the same, the competition would continue until a victor was decided.
Upon hearing this rule, many people in the audience fell into an uproar. Although there were many people in the audience, not many of them were sick. Who would run around if they weren't in good health?
However, none of the TCM doctors present objected to this rule. This was because in the eyes of TCM, suboptimal health was also a form of illness. And suboptimal health was something that nearly everyone had. It was just very difficult to discover. This made it even more of a test of their medical skills.
Meanwhile, on Mt. One Finger, Fangzheng had finished packing up. After the morning bell and evening drum were done, he led his disciples down the mountain.
"Master, I heard that Black Mountain City is holding a TCM competition. Those Koreans are competing with Chinese TCM doctors. Why don't we skip the preaching and watch the show? With my speed, it'll only take a while for me to come and go. "Red Boy played on his cell phone every day, so he was naturally well-informed. At the same time, he was attracted by the smokeless battlefield on the Internet. It made his blood boil, and he wanted to join in the fun.
Fangzheng naturally knew about the situation in Black Mountain City, but he shook his head slightly. Like a senior talking to a junior, he said, "There's no rush. Let them mess around. This competition is a good thing for China's TCM. "
"Good thing? Master, China's TCM is about to be destroyed. When the time comes, all of them will have their medical skills sealed. TCM will really be finished, "Red Boy exclaimed.
Fangzheng smiled. "Don't worry. TCM won't be finished."
"Uh, Master, where does your confidence come from? If those fellows are really finished, you won't even have a place to cry, "Red Boy said.
Fangzheng looked up, his entire body emitting an invisible arrogance. Such a bearing rarely appeared on Fangzheng. All this while, Fangzheng had given others the impression of being humble. Even if he had divine powers, he wouldn't use them to bully others or flaunt his prowess. But this time, it was different. Red Boy could sense that the darn baldy was about to bully and posture!
Indeed, after Fangzheng's aura reached its peak, he said domineeringly, "As long as I'm around, TCM won't die!"
His voice was loud and clear, and it was filled with unparalleled confidence! Fangzheng's image in the eyes of Red Boy, Squirrel, Lone Wolf, and company seemed to instantly improve!
Almost at the same time, a loud shout sounded. "666!"
Everyone was taken aback as they turned their heads and saw Salted Fish jump out of the Heavenly Dragon Pond, shouting "666!"
At that instant, everyone broke out into a cold sweat. The perfect posturing scene that Fangzheng had created was immediately destroyed by Salted Fish who shouted "666". The scene had gone astray …
Having failed in his posturing, Fangzheng sighed and slapped Salted Fish back into the Heavenly Dragon Pond. Then, he led his disciples down the mountain.
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