Chapter 415, You Cheat!

A needle is simple and neat, like a 'falling sesame seed', and in the blink of an eye, countless small holes have been pierced in the bronze statue.

The other one is tedious and fast, such as embroidery, such as dancing, the slightest wisp, without stopping.

Even people who don't know acupuncture can see that these two are top experts in using needles.

Who is the winner?

The camera zooms in, and the audience can see through the big screen that the bronze statue is covered with countless red and black dots. Densely packed and covered all over the body.

The host stood on the front of Qin Luo's place and looked at it, then turned to the back of Xu Luo's place to take a look, and said with a smile: "In just one minute, these two players have almost acupunctured all the acupuncture points in their position. It's amazing. One side holds the red, the other side holds the black, who is the winner? It's not chess, and we can't see the result on the surface. So, now it's up to our staff to come forward and count the numbers. ”

The host looked at Qin Luo and said with a smile: "In order to ensure the accuracy of the statistics, the Huaxia delegation can choose a supervisor to supervise the fairness of the statistical results. ”

Wang Xiushen nodded Su Can, and Su Can quickly walked to the hall zhōngyāng.

Although my body was slightly nervous, my heart was full of joy. He likes this kind of scene, and hopes to be like his idol Qin Luo, who has been watched by countless people.

A short life, a white cloud and a horse. People have left their names, and geese have left their voices. It can make people love and make people hate. However, one cannot ignore it.

Su Can walked up to Qin Luo, and Qin Luo smiled at him. Seeing Qin Luo's calm smile, the tension in his heart disappeared without a trace at once.

He is not much older than himself, and he already has the style of a generation of grandmasters. Is he so bad?

Peace of mind makes it easier to make the right choice. He walked behind the staff member who was counting, and began to count the red and black points on the bronze statue.

Can Koreans believe their words? Apparently not. Only those who count themselves count.

"One hundred and sixty-four stitches of black holes." Staff reported.

Whoa-

The applause was thunderous, and the audience was sensational.

In one minute, one hundred and sixty-four needles are accurately produced. This is already an inhuman speed.

Moreover, he was blindfolded when he pricked the needle. It is a more clever and difficult blind needle.

In other words, before pricking the needle, you need to find the acupuncture point. This acupuncture should have been an extremely time-consuming affair.

As soon as this result came out, those South Korean people were boiling. They cheered, shouted, and applauded for Xu Lian. However, the few Chinese people who watched the battle on the spot had serious faces, waiting for the results of the red side with a worried face.

Even the members of the Huaxia medical delegation sitting in the competition area had a deep face, and they were experts in this area, so they knew better what this number meant.

You know, 100 needles in a minute, maybe many people can do it. One hundred and ten needles, a third of people can do it. One hundred and twenty needles, only a few people can do it. If you were to do one hundred and thirty stitches, perhaps only Wang Xiushen could do it alone—one hundred and sixty stitches, and that would have entered another level.

Moreover, the further you go, the more difficult it will be with each additional stitch.

Xu Jian was able to do this, which proved that he was indeed a very powerful doctor. It is indeed worthy of the Korean people to worship him as a god.

He is a flagmarker, an undefeated myth.

After hearing this number, Xu Jian was obviously also satisfied. He smiled at Qin Luo, and then arched his hand in all directions, thanking the people for their support for his achievements.

With this hand, the atmosphere of the scene was once again pushed to the high cháo.

"Please reconfirm the figures." The host looked at Su Can and said, with a hint of banter in his eyes.

The host is Korean, and she naturally hopes that her country's contestants can win.

"One hundred and sixty-four stitches indeed." Su Can said. He counted it very carefully, even twice. However, these 164 stitches are not much, and they are not a lot.

Wow -

The audience once again burst into warm applause.

After all, this result has already been recognized by competitors.

"Now please ask the staff to carefully count the pinholes." The host said with a smile. "Because the pinhole is small, please be careful with the staff. Don't miss a mistake. In that case, it would be a lack of respect for our players. ”

The two staff members nodded, and began to count the number of red pinholes again.

After counting for a while, the two staff members glanced at each other, and then buried their heads in the count again.

After one time, the two looked at each other again, and there was a look of surprise and shock in their eyes. So, they buried their heads in the count again.

The first time, the host and the audience thought that they were reviewing again in order to count detailed and accurate results.

However, when they checked for the third time, they finally discovered the anomaly.

"Two, what's the problem?" The moderator asked, holding the microphone.

"No problem." A staff member raised his head and looked at Qin Luo and said. "We just want to get the most accurate numbers."

"Thank you for your hard work." The moderator said. "Excuse me, when can I count it? There are countless viewers and friends waiting for the results on the scene and in front of the TV. ”

The host smiled and added with a sense of humor: "Now, the miracle will be created from your hands." Their victory or defeat will be determined by your word. Be sure not to cheat. ”

"No, it won't." The staff smiled awkwardly, and buried their heads in the red holes again.

After Su Can counted it, he counted it again, and then stood aside and smiled without saying a word.

Xu Jian noticed his expression and chuckled in his heart.

Could it be that he has surpassed himself in numbers?

Since he was a junior acupuncture school, he has practiced hard with the 'landing sesame' stunt of the king of fast needles. If you talk about speed, I'm afraid that the whole of South Korea is not his opponent. Even in China, which is rich in land and resources, there are very few who can surpass themselves.

After decades of practice, his speed has only increased, not slowed down. He is determined to succeed in this battle.

This is also the reason why he proposed to blind acupuncture with Qin Luobi, and was willing to use this acupuncture bronze figure as bait.

South Korea has suffered successive setbacks, and he will revive the morale of his countrymen in this battle.

When Qin Luo agreed to play this game, his heart was extremely happy. Young people are still too flamboyant, and they don't know how to use their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, which makes people take advantage of loopholes.

How old is he? How many years can he learn acupuncture? Will it be faster than yourself?

The two staff members stopped what they were doing again, looked at each other, and nodded to each other before one of the staff members said, "The statistics are out." ”

The host looked happy, held the microphone to face the audience, and said with great emotion: "Audience friends, an exciting moment is coming. The pinnacle duel between two top masters - one is our most respected old man in Korea. Mr. Xu Jian is a descendant of our medical saint Mr. Xu Jun, and he is also a genius practitioner. The other is Mr. Qin Luo, a young handsome man from Huaxia, he is famous in Huaxia, and his strength even looks at Mr. Xu Jian differently, which is enough to prove that he is powerful——"

"And, before this game, there was also a hiccup. Mr. Xu Liang and Mr. Qin Luo each bet on a treasure for this game. Mr. Xu Jian put on this valuable bronze statue of acupuncture and moxibustion standing in front of us. Although the outside world doesn't know what Mr. Qin Luo's treasure is as a bet, it must be very expensive to think - who is the acupuncture bronze man? Whether that mysterious treasure can be taken into the room by Mr. Xu Jian - the answer will be revealed for you now. ”

The host handed the microphone to the staff member and said with a smile, "Give your answer." Say your answer out loud in front of our countless live and TV viewers. ”

The staff glanced at the host, swallowed saliva, and squirmed lips, but did not make a sound.

"Don't be nervous. Be louder. Say your answer out loud. The host said with a smile. Suddenly, she had a bad feeling. Because the faces of the two staff members were really a little frustrated.

"One hundred and seventy-six stitches of red holes." The staff cleared their throats again and gritted their teeth.

Quiet.

There was deathly silence in the audience.

Everyone thought they had misheard, including the host of the zhōngyāng hall and Xu Bin.

"What?" The moderator asked uncertainly. "Are you talking -- one hundred and seventy-six stitches?"

"Yes." The staff was visibly out of bounds. "The red hole is one hundred and seventy-six stitches."

Phew-

The audience was in an uproar, but no one applauded, and no one cheered. Everyone was shocked by the number.

"One hundred and seventy-six stitches?" Xu Jian looked at Qin Luo in surprise, he couldn't believe this fact, he couldn't believe that this young man could outperform him.

"It's not." Qin Luo shook his head. "They miscounted."

"What?" The moderator asked, "Wrong count?" How could it be wrong? The staff has taken a very close look. You can't go wrong. However, if it is wrong, we can recount. ”

To be honest, the moderator also hopes that this number is wrong. How could this young guy outperform their old immortals?

"It should be one hundred and seventy-seven stitches." Qin Luo said with a smile, breaking the illusion in their hearts.

"It's one hundred and seventy-six stitches." The South Korean staff argued. When they got the number for the first time, they reluctantly counted it a second time, a third time—and it turned out to be one hundred and seventy-six stitches.

"Are you sure?" Qin Luo asked.

"I vouch for it with my dignity, for sure. It's one hundred and seventy-six stitches. The staff said.

"You cheat." Qin Luo said.

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