After a break of about ten minutes, host Bryant took the stage.

"Thank you, this is the scene of the San Francisco International Medical Symposium, and the wonderful showdown between the first and second rounds has ended......"

Of course, this is Bryant's polite words, and in the first and second rounds, some people put on a great performance, and some people planted a lot of trouble in the game.

However, there is only one person who is smooth sailing in Bryant's opinion, and that is Zhang Lang.

Whether it was in the first round of the online election, he unexpectedly won the first place and became a dark horse, or in the second round of the competition, he did not prepare a speech script, made an impromptu speech, and became a temporary figure, it was a success.

Compared to Zhang Lang, the others are much darker.

However, it is precisely because of this that the following discussion can better see the truth.

"I believe that everyone came to this meeting for the championship, so everyone can't do it without a goal, and I will give you this goal." Bryant has received permission from the organizers of San Francisco to give some information about the conference in order to bring the atmosphere of the competition to a high level.

"This time, I'm going to announce to you what the championship reward is!" With Bryant's words, in the center of the stage, the flag was raised on a giant/large silver screen.

And the audience was talking about it.

"Is there anything different about this meeting?"

"Yes, yes, the bonuses should all be the same, but the rewards are different."

"I heard that the last conference in Australia, in addition to the big prize money, the reward was a room with a sea view in Melbourne."

"Wow, the handwriting of the last session was so big, what will be the handwriting of the organizers this time?"

……

Not only were the audience at the conference venue curious, but at this time, the audience who was watching the live broadcast on the Internet and the audience who were sitting in front of the TV to watch the live broadcast in California were also curious.

This Bryant can be said to be unique when he hosts.

The champion didn't come out, and he even told the champion reward first.

Smack-

The screen flickered on the silver screen, and the first line of huge/large text appeared.

"Prize money: $10 million!"

Hiss -

The venue was filled with gasps of air.

"My mother, ten million dollars?"

"Is this true or false? Is the host entertaining? ”

"Oh my God, 10 million, I can't earn it in a lifetime."

High up on the stage, you can clearly observe the changes in the expressions of the audience below.

Bryant was a little smug, and he could see the surprised expressions of the audience.

That's right.

You must know that in previous international medical conferences, one million is the number of ding days, and it is also one million in the host country.

As the most expensive currency in the world, the US sword, a million does not know how to denote millions or even tens of millions of currencies in other countries.

And now that there is a million US knives, you can imagine what kind of mood the audience is in.

The audience here comes from all over the world.

The concept of American knives is very valuable, and it is deeply / deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"That's right, everyone saw it right, it's 10 million US dollars, not 100,000 or 1 million, it's 10 million!"

At this time, except for Zhang Lang and Konoe Jiro, the heads of the other contestants were obviously buzzing.

Oh my God, 10 million dollars.

If you live as a champion and have this 10 million US swords, then you can live well in the second half of your life without working hard.

With this money, it is really equivalent to saying "once and for all".

All of a sudden, some players were really sluggish.

The most exaggerated is the "Papa Richie" from the Roman Empire, who just lay on the ground and cried.

It seems that after so many years of grievances, I cried all at once.

Fortunately, the contestants were in their rooms at this time, and they were not on the stage.

If you are on the stage, I really don't know how the organizer will leave the factory.

And "Papa Richie" must have lost the face of his country, and maybe he will be blocked by Rome directly after he goes back.

"Zla-"

The rewards aren't over yet!

Everyone expected this.

After all, every year, there will be a double reward.

On the one hand, there are rewards in terms of banknotes/bills, and on the other hand, there are material rewards.

Although this reward is commonplace, everyone was stunned when they saw the words on the screen.

Can't say a word!

"Reward: All the equipment of the Ding-level hospital in the United States."

All the equipment of the Ding-level hospital in the United States?

A lot of people's brains stop thinking.

I'm dripping mom!

The prize money is too heavy.

All the equipment of the Ding-level hospital in the United States, if converted into money, it will be hundreds of millions of American knives!

Compared with this reward, the previous prize of 10 million dollars can only be said to be a small appetizer!

10 million is not worth mentioning at all compared to the huge / large reward of all the equipment of this national ding-level hospital.

And the contestants are all medical workers, so they naturally know how expensive and heavy this prize is.

However, many players understand that even if the bonuses and rewards are valuable, they still need the players to have the ability to get them.

Ten people, no one wants to be a loser, everyone wants to be the one who gets this huge prize money.

"I know that the players present are very eager to get these bonuses, but some people's points, in the previous two, have dropped a lot, and the top players are not on the same starting line at all, so the jury came up with a new recommendation, the results of the first and second rounds will be invalidated, and the final champion will be decided directly by the results of the third round!"

As soon as Bryant's words were finished, Yao Haibo scolded in the lounge.

"These turtle grandsons, specially, our Mr. Zhang finally got the second place in the overall score, so it was invalidated, specially, my grandmother's watermelon peel!" When Yao Haibo doesn't scold people, he is indeed a gentleman, but after scolding people, he is no different from a ruffian.

Yao Jingjing felt ashamed of her grandfather when she saw it.

"Lao Yao, don't be so angry, isn't it just a few points, and it's not me who has lost the most, that little girl, Viola von Sidranny, is the one who has the most serious losses?" Zhang Lang smiled slightly, patted Yao Haibo's shoulder, and signaled this old boy to be restless.

"Oh my God, Mr. Zhang, Viola von Sidderney's loss is indeed very serious, after all, the two of you are the first and second place, but you have also suffered a heavy loss, why don't you care about yourself at all, that's 10 million US dollars, plus so much expensive equipment, just think ......about it" Yao Haibo didn't understand why Zhang Lang was still so calm.

Of course, only Zhang Lang knew that he had already known about the award for this international medical discussion from the mouth of Konoe Ang.

Although I was a little surprised at first, it was a little bit of a surprise after the surprise.

Zhang Lang was already indifferent.

What's more, even if the third round was to start from scratch, Zhang Lang didn't think he would lose.

After all, he is the heir of the orthodox ancient acupuncture medicine of China.

"Lao Yao, be calm, planning is in people, success is in the sky, you have to improvise." Zhang Lang smiled.

The results of the first round, in Zhang Lang's opinion, I don't know who helped him, that kind of results are not real.

In the second round of results, Zhang Lang did not have the slightest preparation, although he only won the fourth place, but Zhang Lang thought that he could do better.

In other words, in the first round, although he won the first place, Zhang Lang did not feel that this result belonged to him, and in the second round, he got the fourth, and Zhang Lang was a little unwilling.

It's okay now, everything is erased, and Zhang Lang's mood has changed subtly.

At this time, Zhang Lang found that the amount of Yin and Yang True Qi in his body/body was actually soaring.

An indescribable aura spread out from Zhang Lang's body.

Wow -

With a soft sound, the wall of the second layer of the Yin Yang Divine Skill, which was originally indestructible, actually shattered like a chicken and a dog.

Gollum Gurgle -

True Qi continued to soar for a while, returning to calm.

The rich true qi began to contract, and in Zhang Lang's meridians, it gradually condensed into a trickle.

Although the amount of True Qi has decreased, Zhang Lang will not think that its power has decreased.

On top of this seemingly calm true qi, there would occasionally be a strange surge, as if it had just been promoted to the third layer, and the active atmosphere of the Yin and Yang Divine Skill had not yet calmed down.

Before I knew it, I had reached the third layer of the Yin Yang Divine Skill.

In the lounge of this international medical conference, it was so advanced.

One thought becomes a demon, and one thought becomes a Buddha.

Zhang Lang found that what his master said was right.

As long as your comprehension is reached, then the advanced speed of the Yin and Yang Divine Skill is super fast.

At this time, Yao Haibo and Yao Jingjing opened their mouths wide, looked at Zhang Lang who was sitting quietly on the sofa, and were speechless.

"Mr. Zhang?" Yao Jingjing asked tentatively.

"Well, what's wrong?" Zhang Lang slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of aura flashed in his eyes.

"And ask us what's wrong, what's wrong with you, it seems that there is some kind of rhythm/movement in your body before, even the air is trembling, what is it?" Yao Haibo couldn't hold back his curiosity and quickly asked.

"Hehe, Lao Yao, didn't you sleep well last night, did you see it wrong?" Zhang Lang didn't want to tell Yao Haibo about Gu Wu, that would put him and Yao Jingjing in danger.

"Uh, really?" Yao Haibo was a little unconvinced.

"Well, of course it's true." Zhang Lang smiled, "Don't say it, the third round will start soon, I'm ready to prepare, I'm going to play." ”

"Okay, then." Yao Haibo nodded.

And when Yao Jingjing looked at Zhang Lang, her eyes were very solemn, as if she had thought of something, but because her grandfather was here, she didn't ask.