The non-toxic test tube was eventually taken away by Yamamoto Shichiro.
Ye Fanton dared to feel empty in his palms and in his heart. He subconsciously tried to grab it but found that it had been lost.
He could only watch as Shichiro Yamamoto identified the test tubes.
Ye Fan punched the wall angrily, feeling indescribable torment and pain.
There is nothing more heart-wrenching than having a victory taken away from you, and it is also a battle involving the reputation of China and Yang.
Ye Fan felt sorry for Mr. Gong, sorry for Kong Taoli, sorry for Mrs. Zhao, and sorry for the three unconscious Luoshen people.
He also knew that failure in this round would not only bring him infamy, but would also attract a lot of criticism from Mrs. Zhao.
He betrayed Mrs. Zhao's trust.
He shouldn't be afraid of threats, he shouldn't give up victory, but thinking about Tang Ruoxue in Miao Zhuifeng's hands, Ye Fan couldn't use any strength.
Ye Fan put his hands on the table, with pain in his eyes. He didn't dare to raise his head, for fear of seeing Mrs. Zhao's eyes.
"This test tube is interesting."
At this moment, Yamamoto Shichiro, who sniffed vigorously, ignored the pale Ye Fan and just concentrated on analyzing the composition of the test tube.
In his eyes, Ye Fan was already useless.
After today, the people of China will kill Ye Fan without having to take action from the Blood Medicine Sect.
As for the test tube in his hand, although judging from Ye Fan's expression, it should be the non-toxic test tube, he also knew that Ye Fan was cunning and was worried that he would accidentally fall into the trap.
Therefore, Shichiro Yamamoto had to personally identify it and confirm that it was non-toxic before handing it over.
"What is Ye Fan doing? Did he give up the game?"
"I don't know. He looks very desperate. Is he not sure at all?"
"Let me tell you, no matter how powerful Ye Fan is, he can't know everything. He has a specialization in the art, and there is no way he can beat Shichiro Yamamoto, who is a poisoner."
"This bastard was extremely arrogant this morning. He ignored me when I greeted him. Now you know how powerful Yamamoto Shichiro is, right?"
"I now suspect that he is really a traitor. He won two games in the morning, but he was just covering up to avoid losing in the opening game and being besieged by us..."
"To put it this way, this guy is very scheming."
Everyone in the audience started talking again.
Many people began to express their dissatisfaction with Ye Fan again, feeling that Ye Fan had failed to live up to their expectations.
Yuan Qiu and others looked at each other and smiled, with contempt flowing in their eyes. The chess pieces were always chess pieces and could not change the world.
Mr. Gong couldn't help but shouted: "Ye Fan, time is running out, hurry up and find a test tube."
Kong Taoli was also so anxious that she stamped her feet: "Ye Fan, what are you doing?"
Mrs. Zhao raised a look of concern: "Ye Fan, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ye Fan bit his lip and raised his head, just in time to meet Mrs. Zhao's eyes.
He opened his mouth to say sorry, but nothing came out.
"He's fine. He just feels that he's not as good as others and will lose. He feels guilty and sorry for China."
Yamamoto Shichiro smiled triumphantly, then raised the test tube in his hand and shouted:
"This test tube is non-toxic. I will definitely win this round."
"Ye Fan, I've already given in to you. I was too slow for you to figure it out. I didn't expect you to still lose. You can't blame me for that."
Yamamoto Shichiro had identified that this tube was non-toxic, and with a sure chance of victory, he began to teach Ye Fan a lesson: "Your medical skills are really bad."
Ye Fan looked at Yamamoto Shichiro and gritted his teeth: "Yamamoto, you are shameless."
"Shameless?"
Yamamoto Shichiro smiled coldly and said loudly: "I won you, and you called me shameless. Ye Fan, you are too narrow-minded and cannot afford to lose."
When the audience heard this sentence, they once again denounced Ye Fan:
"That's right, Yamamoto Shichiro deliberately slowed down a bit to let you test first. How dare you call him shameless?"
"Ye Fan, you are shameless. If you lose, you lose. This is the gap in strength, and you still don't admit it."
"I don't even admit defeat. I really hate that I am from China and am embarrassed along with you."
"If you lose, get out of here and don't embarrass yourself here."
"I suggest that Ye Fan be banned from now on, and that he be deprived of any qualifications to practice medicine, and that Jin Zhilin be banned as well."
"Yes, ban him and curse him even after losing. He is not worthy of being a doctor."
The Blood Doctor Sect was gloating about the misfortune and adding insult to injury. The Chinese audience hated iron and steel, and they all vented their anger at Ye Fan's loss.
"Ye Fan, just take care of yourself."
Yamamoto Shichiro was very happy about Ye Fan's predicament, and then picked up the test tube and smiled at the audience:
"Judges, this test tube with a lower case O is a non-toxic test tube."
"To thank everyone for their support and to show my confidence, I drank the potion from this test tube on the spot."
After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the potion in the test tube, feeling indescribably cool and heroic.
"ah--"
This action instantly caused the entire audience to exclaim.
Both the referees and the spectators from both sides were all stunned at this scene.
Yamamoto Shichiro was so awesome that he drank up all the test tube potion on the spot. How much courage and confidence does this require?
After all, if he accidentally found the wrong test tube, he would be seriously injured if this tube of poison was administered.
So awesome, so handsome.
"Pah, pah, pah—"
"Yamamoto, Yamamoto!"
The audience burst into applause and countless people shouted.
Even the little secretary next to Mrs. Zhao looks like a nymphomaniac.
While Shichiro Yamamoto was enjoying the attention of the public, Ye Fan bowed and apologized to Mrs. Zhao, then bowed his head and left the high platform with difficulty.
He was prepared to bear all the consequences and could foresee that he would lose all his fortune.
"beep--"
At this moment, the Bluetooth headset next to Ye Fan's ear rang.
Ye Fan pressed it subconsciously.
Connected.
An anxious female voice soon came to my ears: "Ye Fan, Ye Fan, I am Ruoxue, I am Ruoxue!"
Ye Fan's body trembled: "Ruoxue, what's wrong with you?"
"Ye Fan, listen, keep playing, I'm fine, I'm out of trouble."
"In the past two days, I kept feeling like someone was watching me, so I arranged for Tang Qi and the others to protect me secretly."
Tang Ruoxue's voice was very urgent: "Tang Qi and the others have subdued Miao Zhuifeng and rescued me."
Ye Fan suddenly raised his head: "Are you okay?"
Tang Ruoxue didn't respond, but stepped on Miao Zhui Feng, and let out a crazy scream.
Apparently she restrained Miao Zhuifeng.
Ye Fan's body couldn't stop trembling, and his despairing heart revived.
"If you want to win, you must win."
Tang Ruoxue burst into tears suddenly: "I want you to be beautiful, I don't want you to be criticized by thousands of people."
"good!"
Ye Fan promised softly: "I want to win."
Then, he turned around suddenly and shouted at Shichiro Yamamoto:
"Yamamoto, you haven't won this game yet!"
After saying that, Ye Fan flashed and grabbed the test tubes with both hands, holding ten poisonous test tubes in his hands.
He made a mistake with his finger, and the nozzles were staggered, forming a TANGrUOxUE serial number arrangement.
The next second, Ye Fan poured ten test tubes of poison into his mouth.
In the blink of an eye, all the poison was drunk.
"You find one non-toxic test tube, and I will find ten non-toxic test tubes."
Ye Fan roared:
"In this round, do you think you win, or do I win?"
