Young Master Miaoshou had indeed been slapped in the face so much that he collapsed and fainted.
How could he have imagined that someone would write ten answers in a row and slap him ten times in a row?
Is this something people do?
So he fainted quickly.
I don't know how long it took before he faintly woke up.
The first thought when I wake up is, who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
When his eyes were fully opened, he vaguely remembered, oh, I am Mr. Miaoshou, and I was slapped in the face in the first pavilion before and fainted.
When he woke up, he even felt a little grateful that he had survived the disaster.
You must have been unconscious for a long time, right?
The end of First Pavilion must be over, right?
Even if that kid wants to slap someone in the face, he’s still hitting someone else’s face, right?
Can I watch the show quietly?
Unexpectedly, as soon as these thoughts emerged, a thunderous sound sounded in his ears.
"Oh, it's just the right time to wake up! Next, the seventh pavilion!"
Mr. Miaoshou was agitated all over, and only the last four words lingered in his mind.
The Seventh Pavilion! Isn’t the Seventh Pavilion the second title that Mr. Miaoshou won?
That kid Lu Ye, how long did it take for him to read the Seventh Pavilion?
The seventh pavilion?
I'm sorry I just fainted for so long?
When you wake up, are you going to continue to slap my Mr. Miaoshou in the face?
What a coincidence?
Are you waiting for me here?
Young Master Miaoshou felt a sweetness in his throat when he thought of this.
He looked up to the sky, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted again.
There was inevitably another commotion at the scene.
When the living ghost saw this scene, his heart almost collapsed.
So fast?
My passion is in vain! Did you think I could hold on to at least two or three questions?
This is happening day by day... At the same time, I feel very regretful.
I shouldn't have been so excited just now.
We should wait until Mr. Miaoshou has completely woken up, been comforted, and made a good psychological preparation, and then start in a gentle and gentle manner.
Rather than going straight to the purpose of exposure.
Now that I've fainted, it's not fun.
Xinglin Bodhisattva rushed over again, and after confirming that his great-grandson was okay, he looked at the living ghost with an annoyed look on his face.
Everyone can see that Yi-shou Living Ghost's roar just now was meant for Mr. Miaoshou to hear! How disgusting! How disrespectful! Yi-shou Living Ghost had no confidence in facing Xinglin Bodhisattva before.
Now there is.
This confidence comes from Lu Ye.
It comes from a kind of self-confidence.
He stared back fiercely, paying no attention to Xinglin Bodhisattva.
The people at the scene just wanted to laugh.
There were actually people who were so angry at Lu Ye's answer that they fainted twice.
What a talent.
He is indeed a sharp-edged figure of the younger generation.
This narrow-mindedness is as small as the sharp edge.
The awakening of Mr. Miaoshou is a farce after all.
After the incident subsided, everyone returned to their previous state.
However, everyone had a premonition in their hearts.
It’s the seventh pavilion.
Looking at the paper in front of the living ghost, there seems to be some.
There won't be any ninth or tenth pavilion inside, right?
Thinking of this, everyone felt numb.
You know, this patient in the ninth and tenth pavilion is extremely difficult for even several referees.
Even the contestants present directly chose to give up, no one chose.
Could Lu Ye... "Mr. Bodhisattva, do you think there will be a ninth or tenth pavilion in Lu Ye's answer sheet?"
The Nine Medical Sages walked up to Xinglin Bodhisattva and asked in a low voice.
Xinglin Bodhisattva's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said coldly: "I admit that this kid's ideas are wild and unconstrained, but this can only represent his quick thinking, not his medical level.
I don’t think he can answer the disease that even us old monsters who have been immersed in medicine for decades are puzzled by.”
The Ninth Sect Medical Sage was obviously not so sure about this answer, so he asked again in a low voice: "But when I look at the pile of papers, it seems that there are twenty or thirty more."
"Hmph, I think this guy just expected that we wouldn't be able to diagnose it, so he wrote some random answers. Since we don't have the answers in our minds, any answer he gives may be the correct answer."
Xinglin Bodhisattva said with an ugly expression.
"What's the meaning?
I do not really understand?"
The nine medical sages looked puzzled.
"Haha, don't I understand his thoughts?
Think about it, even if his answer to the ninth and tenth pavilion is wrong, do you dare to stand up and correct it?"
Xinglin Bodhisattva said.
The Nine Sect Medical Saints were stunned and shook his head, "I don't dare."
Yes! I don’t dare to stand up at all! "Two reasons.
The first one is that this guy’s foreshadowing was really great.
The image of being sure to answer every question has been established in everyone's mind. These people have mediocre medical skills and rely on their preconceived impressions to naturally think that the disaster in the Ninth and Tenth Pavilions is also wrong."
"The second reason, haha, once we jump out and accuse this kid of wrong answers, then he will tell you, what is the correct answer?
Can you answer it?
At least I can't answer it.
Anyone who jumps out at that time is a slap in the face."
The resentment in Xinglin Bodhisattva's eyes grew stronger and stronger.
The Ninth Sect Medical Sage was all excited. What a foreshadowing! What a calculation! This guy really has a brain! The way the Ninth Sect Medical Sage looked at Lu Ye completely changed.
Sure enough, after the eighth pavilion ended, a living ghost read out the name of the ninth pavilion.
The answer in the Ninth Pavilion suddenly became countless times more profound than before.
The people at the scene were also blindfolded for a moment.
They are like students who were learning first-grade knowledge before and learned it with gusto.
Then, I suddenly jumped to calculus.
Everyone present was instantly stunned.
They don’t even know what the hell they wrote down in their hands?
Xinglin Bodhisattva suddenly sneered, as if he was completely confirmed, "See?
This kid didn't know the answer himself, so he gave some mysterious and mysterious answers so that everyone could not understand them at all.
Why is it so easy at the beginning but so difficult at the end?
If there wasn't something wrong in my heart, how could there be such a big change?"
The Nine Sect Medical Saints immediately looked at Xinglin Bodhisattva with admiration, "Ginger is still hotter! Old man, you have such insight. If you hadn't pointed it out, I would have been fooled by this kid."
Xinglin Bodhisattva still kept his sneer and never stopped talking.
He said coldly: "So, I have a bold but reasonable conjecture. Do you dare to listen?"
The Nine Sect Medical Saints became energetic and said, "You said it, I will remember it."
After what he had just experienced, taking notes had become instinctive.
Xinglin Bodhisattva's eyes contained a kind of wisdom that could see into the world, and he said coldly: "I seriously doubt that this guy is just rich in medicine, so he can understand the previous answers and think what others don't think. The ninth and tenth pavilion
Yes, he can also show off some miraculous medical skills that make people confused."
"Think about it, if you follow the healing techniques of the Ninth and Tenth Pavilions he mentioned, can you do it?
You can’t do it, and even I can’t do it! The craftsmanship here is really too complicated and delicate!”
"We have been practicing medicine for decades, and he is only a few years old!"
"so!"
Xinglin Bodhisattva changed the topic, "His actual practical ability should be very poor, or even zero!"
"Lu Ye, he's just a king on paper! A hot chick who puts it into practice!"