"The people of Yang Guo come prepared and have no intentions. Our winning rate is not high."
"I have checked and compared the championships of the 16 provinces that lost are among the upper-middle and upper-middle among the 32 champions, and can squash into the top 20."
"In other words, only four of the remaining sixteen people are better than the lost champion, and the remaining twelve people have almost no value in playing."
"How do four people deal with the fierce blood doctor genius?"
In the multi-functional conference room on the top floor of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building, a white-bearded old man was slapped at the table to express his opinions.
"It's embarrassing not to fight, but there is still a fig leaf, which can be promoted as if we disdained it."
"It's okay if you win in one battle, but if you lose, the whole of Shenzhou will be ruined, and the Huatuo Cup will be worthless."
"So I, Feng Changshan, suggested that I ignore the Blood Medical Sect, block the challenge video, and drive all the Blood Medical Sect out."
After these words, many participants nodded. In this situation, we do not seek to make contributions, but we do not seek to make mistakes.
"Old Feng, I don't agree with you."
Mr. Gong sat upright and retorted with great energy:
"Besides being an ostrich is meaningless, we cannot lose our spirits."
"Losing the game may cause shame and losing the glory of the Hua Tuo Cup, but at least it shows that we are bloody and still have the courage to draw our swords against powerful enemies."
"If we lose this time, we will be ashamed and brave. We will work hard to improve ourselves. The next time we win is."
"If we don't respond, we will not only make the Blood Medical Sect more arrogant, but also break our backbone."
"Not to mention that the Hua Tuo Cup is worthless, even the entire Shenzhou is afraid that it will not be able to raise its head."
"How can a great country avoid fighting? It is said that it is a great land and a wealth of talents?"
"Also, don't forget that the existence of the Huatuo Cup is to select fresh blood from the medical world for China and become a pillar of the country."
"How can you afford the future of China without even the courage to fight against a strong enemy?"
He looked at Kong Taoli: "So I suggest that no matter what the outcome is, we should organize the players to fight."
"Old Gong, you said it's awesome. Do you think I'm not good at sex, do you think I don't want to fight?"
Feng Changshan slapped the table and shouted: "But you should face the fact that the gap between the two sides is also facing up to the fact."
"Everyone has watched the competition video, and they should know that the Blood Medical Sect Tianjiao Group is at least superior to our players."
"The Blood Medical Sect is only insidiously challenging this Huatuo Cup contestant. We will lose the game with 99% of the matches."
"If you don't face the battle today, it doesn't mean you won't fight in the future. You just avoid your sharp edge. It's not too late to challenge the next session when the strength is better."
"Bloody nature is important, but rationality is even more important."
"If King Goujian of Yue only talked about bloodiness, he would be afraid that the heads would fall on the spot, so where would he have been sleeping in the firewood and tasting gall to leave his name in history?"
"I still say the same thing, refuse to challenge."
Feng Changshan is also very strong: "I'm suffering a little wronged now, it's nothing, but I lose the game, and the consequences are unimaginable."
Mr. Gong also looked stern: "I insist too, courage is more important than result."
"Okay, stop arguing!"
Seeing the unremitting struggle of the camp represented by the two, Kong Taoli felt a headache, and he waved his hand vigorously to stop everyone from being noisy.
Then he looked at Feng Changshan and said, "Old Feng, have you compared the strength of the players? The remaining sixteen people, twelve are worthless?"
"That's right!"
Feng Changshan breathed a sigh of relief: "After the Huatuo Cup completed the provincial competition, I made a championship prediction on a whim."
"I made a statistics on the intersections that thirty-two people have, the cured cases, and their performance since the district competition."
"In the end, a relatively objective ranking may be obtained. Of course, there may be miracles during the game, but the variables will definitely not be too large."
"My ranking shows that the sixteen people who lost the game are in the top 20."
"So the 16 surviving provincial champions, the twelve people have a chance of losing 99%, and only four people may have the power to fight."
He looked at Mr. Gong and sighed: "It's not that I don't have the courage, but the gap is really too big."
Mr. Gong was about to speak out, but was stopped by Kong Taoli waved his hand. He asked, "Which four people have the power to fight?"
"The God of Luo in the East Sea, the Bodhisattva of the West, the Flower of the South Tibet, and Ye Fan of the Dragon Capital."
Feng Changshan read the name: "These four people have the strongest comprehensive strength and are ranked in the top four regardless of whether they are above or below. However, the Blood Medical School has many people, and the chance of winning is minimal."
Mr. Gong suddenly lit up his eyes, and he slapped his thigh and shouted: "Yes, Ye Fan, why did I forget Ye Fan?"
"Old Kong, I have witnessed Ye Fan's strength with you. He can definitely fight against the challenges of the Blood Medical Sect."
"Let's invite Ye Fan over quickly and let him show his strength to Lao Feng and the others, so that he will have confidence to fight."
In Mr. Gong's perception, Ye Fan is definitely a genius among geniuses. With him taking action, it is not only as simple as showing courage, but also likely to return in triumph.
Hearing the words Ye Fan, Kong Taoli's expression also eased a lot, and he also admired and attached great importance to Ye Fan.
"Of course I know this person, Ye Fan."
Feng Changshan picked up the tea and drank it: "I still know all his performance in the Huatuo Cup, including curing Yang Hongxing's daughter."
"I also believe he can deal with several challenges, but the final victory is still not ours."
"I have already inquired about this Blood Medical Sect genius group, which has three geniuses that are rare in a century."
"Although they are only about twenty-five years old, they have been trained by the top ten gold medal doctors in the Blood Medicine School, and the number of cases each person handles is still 1,000."
"There are more cured patients than Ye Fan and the other four."
He shook his head gently: "Talent and experience are not as good as others, we can't compare..."
"Bang--"
At this moment, the door was knocked, and then a middle-aged doctor rushed in and shouted out of breath:
"President Kong, no, Ye Fan asked someone to pass on a message to the Blood Medical Sect..."
He broke out a news: "In ten days, when his injury is better, he will destroy the Blood Medical Sect's genius group alone."
Kong Taoli was slightly stunned: "What does it mean?"
Mr. Gong blurted out: "He wants one to beat sixteen."
"Nothing!"
Feng Changshan slapped the table and said angrily: "This is a national war. What do he think is? Do children play house? Can he bear the consequences of willfulness..."
"He can't bear it, I'll take it!"
Kong Taoli stood up with a ray of light on his face:
"A mere player dares to draw his sword. If we superiors shrink our heads, it would be a big deal."
"Old Gong, the god of Luo, the Bodhisattva, and the flying flower to the dragon capital, form a blood-killing team with Ye Fan."