When the living ghost heard the words of the Nine Sects Medical Sages, he was excited and looked at the Ninth Sects Medical Sages.
At this moment, in the eyes of the living ghost in one hand, the head of the Nine Sects Medical Saint seemed to have two huge words on it: Idiot! The eyes of the living ghost in one hand were strange, and his words were faint: "The Nine Sects Medical Saint, you are wrong, Lu Yeke
It’s not that he has nothing to do with our Yushi people. On the contrary, Lu Ye has a good relationship with our Yushi people. He is our eternal best friend."
Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded when they heard that a living ghost dared to have anything to do with Lu Ye at this juncture.
Even Su Emei was stunned.
The Yishou Living Ghost has always focused on the best interests of the sect, so he never expected that he would forcefully recognize Lu Ye as his friend at this time.
Isn't he afraid of ruining his sect's reputation?
It's strange... The face of the Nine Sect Medical Saints suddenly turned ugly. He snorted coldly, "You have a living ghost waiting for you, and your sect will be ruined together."
The one-handed living ghost was too lazy to talk to the Nine Sects of Medical Saints anymore, and had only one sentence in his mind.
Later you will know who is ruined.
The game continues.
Mr. Miaoshou is still the focus of the audience.
He slowly diagnosed from the first pavilion to the last pavilion.
Although he frowned in the last two pavilions, after reading the ten pavilions, he still looked confident.
Seeing this scene, Xinglin Bodhisattva nodded.
He still has confidence in the strength of his great-grandson.
After a while, Su Emei stood on the stage and announced that the diagnosis time was over.
The scene immediately erupted with countless cries of reluctance and despair.
"Now, I will give you half an hour to write down the diagnosis method corresponding to the pavilion."
After Su Emei said this, he returned to Lu Ye's side.
At this moment, Lu Ye was still writing.
But the speed has obviously slowed down.
Su Emei leaned over and took a look.
At this moment, Lu Ye's piece of paper had a "nine" written on it.
It's a pity that Su Emei doesn't know medical skills and doesn't know what kind of healing method Lu Ye wrote down.
She was still worried because the performance of the living ghost just now was too abnormal.
So Su Emei quietly came to Yishou's living ghost and pulled him to a deserted corner.
"Old man, what on earth did you see just now, with such a strange expression?
What exactly did Lu Ye write?"
Su Emei asked in a low voice.
The living ghost glanced at Su Emei and said mysteriously: "You will know later."
Seeing a living ghost playing tricks, Su Emei couldn't help curling her lips and said: "Then why did you defend Lu Ye just now in front of so many people? You have to know that I can't get rid of this mess anyway, but you are different.
, you can represent our sect better, if there is an accident..." "Accidental?"
The living ghost sneered, patted Su Emei on the shoulder, and said, "My only mistake was not getting to know Lu Ye earlier."
The words were filled with an inexplicable admiration.
Although the living ghost did not reveal any information, this look finally gave Su Emei some confidence.
It seems that Yishouligui just read some of the prescriptions written by Lu Ye and must have made some considerations in his mind.
Well, you should believe Lu Ye! When Su Emei thought of this, he stopped worrying about anything and walked towards Lu Ye.
Time passed bit by bit, and half an hour came quickly.
And just when Su Emei announced that the game time was up, Lu Ye's hand also stopped.
He gently shook his wrist to relieve the pain caused by writing all the time.
At the same time, he slowly closed his eyes.
It took too much brain power.
But finally, something was accomplished.
Lu Ye actually gained a lot from this battle.
This is almost the first time that he has forced himself to use all his strength! He also wants to try to see where his limits are in medicine.
Su Emei had no time to care about Lu Ye at the moment. Instead, he walked up to the stage and asked people to place the contestants present.
Naturally, their answer sheets were sorted out and handed over to the four referees on site.
In front of the four referees, answer sheets were immediately piled up.
The nine medical sages, Mr. Xuanhu and Xinglin Bodhisattva were very conscientious and started grading the papers immediately.
There was only one ghost who seemed to have no interest in the answer sheets of these contestants. He still stood on the edge of the referee's seat and did not look at the answer sheets at all.
What else could I be interested in?
After reading Lu Ye's five answer sheets, the other people's answer sheets had completely failed to arouse his interest.
"You're a living ghost, why don't you quickly read the answer sheets of these contestants and discuss them together?"
Xinglin Bodhisattva said calmly.
The one-hand living ghost smiled and said: "Just look at it. If there are four people, there may be a tie. Three people are just right.
Moreover, I completely agree with the decision of the three of you."
The one-handed living ghost immediately showed his attitude.
Look, just look at it as you like.
Anyway, I already know the winner of this match in my heart.
Xinglin Bodhisattva looked at the living ghost in surprise and stopped worrying about anything.
It's best not to look at it, and you'll save a few more variables.
So, the three of them immediately marked the papers there.
Sometimes they looked dissatisfied, sometimes they thought deeply, and sometimes they nodded approvingly.
After more than an hour, the three of them finally read more than a hundred answer sheets.
Then, the three of them gathered together to discuss the title of each pavilion.
After some discussion, the answer was soon available.
Xinglin Bodhisattva wrote the name of the king on the paper and gave it to Su Emei.
Su Emei did not pick it up, but said calmly: "I think it's up to you to make the announcement. It's more authoritative and can make timely comments."
Su Emei was too lazy to announce.
It's all a predetermined game anyway.
Xinglin Bodhisattva did not refuse, sat on the chair, and said with a smile: "After the competition just now, I believe everyone is already aware of the difficulty of the competition.
But the more difficult it is, the more the best will stand out."
"After our review and discussion just now, we have selected a total of seven question winners."
As soon as Xinglin Bodhisattva finished speaking, the scene suddenly became commotion.
Someone immediately questioned: "Isn't that right? There are a total of ten pavilions. How can we choose seven title kings? Then there are three more?"
Of course, everyone is not willing to accept it, because there are only three places missing.
But Xinglin Bodhisattva immediately said: "Listen to what I have to say.
The ones we selected are the title kings from the first to the eighth pavilions.
As for the ninth and tenth pavilions, sorry, no contestant chose these two pavilions, so the titles of these two pavilions are vacant."
Everyone at the scene was stunned, but they were relieved immediately.
The ninth and tenth pavilion is simply a purgatory difficulty. Is it possible for humans to make it?
Several referees just spent a long time trying, but they may not be able to answer it themselves.
Some people also reacted, "That's not right. From first to eighth, there are eight places, so that's one less."
Xinglin Bodhisattva immediately showed a proud smile and said: "Because there is a contestant who answered two pavilion questions and we were satisfied with them all. Therefore, this contestant is the top two!"