He wanted to raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't move his hands. He couldn't even lift them!
"Bastard, what did you do to me? Why can't my hands move all of a sudden? "
He Lizhi screamed with a horrified expression. As a painter, he knew the importance of his hands. Without them, he would be no different from a good-for-nothing.
"I don't know. Everyone is watching. I didn't do anything to you, unlike you who had already prepared the knife to chop off your hands."
Qin Haodong smiled more brightly and continued, "But I'm a doctor. I can give you a diagnosis now. You were too emotional after losing the game just now, which led to serious muscle weakness in your arms. You can't use your hands anymore."
"No, it's impossible. My hands are fine."
He Lizhi roared crazily and tried to reach for the brush on the table next to him. But no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer pick up a brush.
"God, why are you doing this to me? You can't do this to me. I still need to paint in the future. I still need to paint!"
Qin Haodong sneered and said, "It's very kind of God not to kill a shameless person like you who takes the enemy as your father and deceives your ancestors."
He Lizhi calmed down a little and suddenly realized that all this must have something to do with Qin Haodong. He knelt down on the stage, hugged Qin Haodong's thigh and cried, "I know I was wrong. Please let me go this time. I'm from Huaxia. My name is He Lizhi, not Koyama Lizhi.
"As long as you can restore my hands, I will immediately give up my Nihon citizenship and return to Huaxia. I will work for Huaxia and win glory for Huaxia."
Qin Haodong sneered and said, "You think too much. What do you think Huaxia is? Is it a place where you can come and go as you please? Huaxia will not accept a shameless person like you. "
"It's fine if you don't want it, but please heal my hands!"
He Lizhi kowtowed like a chicken eating rice and knelt on the stage, begging bitterly. He knew the importance of his hands. If he really became useless, he would never have a good time in Nihon.
Qin Haodong said, "There's an old saying in Huaxia. I don't know if you still remember it. The evils you bring upon yourself are the hardest to bear."
"I really can't, I beg you, I'll kowtow to you, I beg you, you must cure my hand …"
He Lizhi begged on the stage, and the Huaxia audience felt very happy. This shameful traitor finally got what he deserved.
Yagyuu Hirai's face was livid. He Lizhi was now a Nihon national. He was crying and kneeling there, which was a disgrace to Nihon. He said to a Nihon warrior beside him, "Go and take him down. Don't embarrass yourself here."
The Nihon samurai answered and quickly stepped onto the stage. He grabbed He Lizhi's shoulder and dragged him out of the venue.
Looking at the miserable He Lizhi, Qin Haodong shook his head. He had brought this upon himself. People like him, who could even betray their ancestors and people, would not have a good end in Nihon. Once they lost their value, they would be worse than dogs.
At the end of the game, Gompos left the scene, and Qin Haodong also turned and walked down the stage. At this time, there was a burst of cheers, and everyone was cheering for his performance.
After returning to the stage, Tang Qingzhi was the first to greet Qin Haodong. He bowed deeply to Qin Haodong.
"Mr. Tang, what are you doing?"
Qin Haodong quickly reached out and helped him up.
Tang Qingzhi said excitedly, "Little Brother Qin, you've helped me a lot today and saved the face of Huaxia. You deserve this bow from me!"
Qin Haodong said, "As a descendant of Huaxia, it's my duty to do something for Huaxia. You don't have to do this, Boss Tang."
After they sat down again, Tang Qingzhi asked again, "Little Brother Qin, your move just now was really beautiful, but I really don't understand. How did you get the last Plum Blossom Kung Fu?"
Qin Haodong smiled slightly and said, "It's just a little trick. It's not worth mentioning."
Of course, he couldn't tell the truth. He had just used Green Wood Genuine Qi to change the color of the ink, which was beyond the art of painting.
On the Nihon side, Yagyuu Hirai was so angry that his eyes turned red. He whispered, "I must kill this Huaxia man!"
Now they had lost three games in a row. According to the best of five rules, they had lost the competition. All of this was caused by Qin Haodong. To be precise, they had carefully prepared for so long, but they had lost to one person. No wonder they were angry.
"We should have gotten rid of this man yesterday." Chiba Mieko said, "But it's too late now. With so many people watching, we can't act rashly."
Yagyuu Hirai knew that she was right. He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. He turned to a young man next to him and said, "Yagyuu Shizukumo, it's your turn in the next game. For the honor of our Nihon country and our Yagyuu family, you have to win this game. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, young master!"
Yagyuu Shizukumo bowed his head and then stepped onto the stage. Two Nihon attendants followed him closely, carrying an antique Huaxia Guqin in their hands.
After getting on the stage, he said proudly to Qian Duoduo, "In the fourth game, Nihon will challenge Huaxia's Guqin."
Qian Duoduo looked at the list in his hand and said, "You said that you would challenge Guqin in the fourth game, but it's not easy to determine who will win and who will lose in music. How will you judge the winner?"
Since Nihon was the challenger this time, Huaxia fully developed its style. All the challenge methods were proposed by Nihon, and Huaxia accepted all of them. As for the fourth game, Guqin, the program only said that it would be a challenge, but there was no clear explanation of the method.
Yagyuu Shizukumo said, "That's easy. I just need to play. As long as someone from Huaxia can listen to me, they will win. Otherwise, Nihon will win."
"What kind of competition is this?" Qian Duoduo looked puzzled.
Not only him, but the audience also did not understand what the Nihon people were doing. Would they win by listening to him play a song? Everyone knew how to listen to music. Was there a need to compete?
"You don't need to ask too much. Just do as I say."
Yagyuu Shizukumo found a chair and sat down. He asked someone to place the Guqin in front of him.
Qian Duoduo turned to look at Gao Fengwen and Lang Sanyuan and asked, "Nihon has proposed this kind of challenge. Can we accept it?"
Although they knew that Yagyuu Shizukumo's challenge was definitely not that simple, they could not back down now. Moreover, Lang Sanyuan had always been proud. Qin Haodong had just won three games in a row. Now it was finally his chance to show off.
He said, "No problem. I've already said that no matter what kind of challenge they propose, we will accept it."
Gao Fengwen did not know anything about music. Since Lang Sanyuan had agreed, he naturally could not say anything more.
Lang Sanyuan said again, "I don't need to deal with this level of players in person. My disciple can do it."
He turned to a young man in his twenties and said, "Li Mu, you go!"
"Yes, teacher!"
Li Mu stepped onto the stage and sat opposite Yagyuu Shizukumo.
Yagyuu Hirai and Chiba Mieko secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was not Qin Haodong. They were now faintly afraid of this young man. They had just lost three games in a row to Qin Haodong. They were really afraid that he would go on the stage again this time.
On the stage, Yagyuu Shizukumo glanced at Li Mu and said, "Huaxia man, are you ready?"
Li Mu said, "We can start at any time."
At this time, he was extremely confused. He had been learning the guqin from Lang Sanyuan since he was five years old. Now, he could be regarded as a small success. He did not understand why the Nihon would ask him to listen to music.
Yagyuu Shizukumo sneered. His slender fingers gently plucked the guqin. The clear sound of the guqin immediately rang out. The sound seemed to come from the depths of ancient times, piercing people's hearts.
An expert could tell whether he was good or not. Although everyone did not like the Nihon people, they had to admit that Yagyuu Shizukumo played the guqin really well.
He was playing the famous Huaxia song "High Mountain and Running Water". As his fingers moved, the clear sound flowed out, making everyone present feel as if they were in the middle of mountains and rivers. Some people even closed their eyes and were fascinated!
This Nihon man had a deep attainment!
Lang Sanyuan was a master of the guqin, so he immediately heard that Yagyuu Shizukumo's level was not lower than his. Fortunately, this guy did not propose to compete with him. Otherwise, he would not be sure of winning.
In contrast, listening to music was much easier. This kind of song could be listened to for three days and three nights without any problem.
While he was secretly rejoicing on this side, Li Mu knew his own suffering. This song of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" was no different to other people's ears. It brought a kind of extremely comfortable enjoyment, but to his ears, it was a kind of torture.
Since the music sounded, Li Mu felt that his blood was boiling and rushing to his head.
"What's going on?"
He had never encountered such a situation after playing music for so long. He suddenly panicked and tried to control his body, but he could not. A lot of blood rushed to his head, making his face redder and redder. He felt that his head was going to explode.
"Ah!"
In just a dozen seconds, Li Mu let out a scream, fell on the stage, and fainted!
"What's going on?" Lang Sanyuan was enjoying the High Mountain and Running Water with his eyes squinted. Suddenly, he saw his disciple fall down. He was shocked.
Qin Haodong's pupils suddenly shrank. He had already understood what Yagyuu Shizukumo was playing. This Nihon man actually knew the Killing Skill of Sound.
The so-called Killing Skill of Sound was to change the human body's function through music, and it could even kill people invisibly. Fortunately, the Nihon man's attainment was not too high. Otherwise, Li Mu would have been dead.
At this time, the medical staff immediately rushed to the stage and carried Li Mu down.
Gao Fengwen was also somewhat confused. Li Mu looked healthy. Why did he suddenly fall down? He said to Qin Haodong, "Doctor Qin, what's going on?"
Yagyuu Shizukumo, who was on the stage, showed a trace of pride and said to the audience, "You Huaxia people are really sick men of East Asia. You're too weak to even listen to a song. There are two more chances. Who's next?"
The audience suddenly boiled up. Huaxia people hated the words "sick men of East Asia" the most. Modern Huaxia was no longer the weak country it used to be. They could no longer bear the humiliation brought by these words.
"Nihon man, you're shameless. Have you forgotten that you've lost three games in a row …"
"Don't be complacent, Nihon man. You're bound to lose this game …"
"President Lang, teach this Nihon man a lesson. Let him see who is the sick man of East Asia …"
Lang Sanyuan was not a warrior, nor did he know the Killing Skill of Sound. At this time, he did not understand what Yagyuu Shizukumo was playing. However, when he saw many people shouting his name, he could only bite the bullet and go on the stage.
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