"The people of the Yang Kingdom came prepared, and calculated with intention but without intention, our chances of winning are not high."
"I have checked and compared, and the sixteen provincial champions who lost are at the upper-middle level among the thirty-two champions, and can be ranked in the top twenty."
"In other words, of the remaining sixteen, only four are better than the losing champion, and the remaining twelve have almost no fighting value."
"How do four people deal with the menacing genius of the blood doctor sect?"
In the multifunctional conference room on the top floor of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building, an old man with a white beard was patting the table to express his opinion.
"It would be shameful not to fight, but it still has a fig leaf and can be publicized as if we disdain the competition."
"In a battle, it's fine if you win, but if you lose, the whole China will be disgraced and the Huatuo Cup will be worthless."
"So I, Feng Changshan, suggest that we ignore the blood medicine sect, block the challenge video, and drive out all the blood medicine sects."
After saying these words, many participating members nodded. In this situation, we don't seek merit, but we seek no fault.
"Old Feng, I don't agree with you."
Mr. Gong sat up straight and retorted angrily:
"Besides the pointlessness of being an ostrich, we must not lose our spirit."
"If we lose the game, we may lose face and lose the glory of the Huatuo Cup, but at least it shows that we are bloody and still have the courage to show off our swords in the face of powerful enemies."
"If we lose this time, we will learn from our shame and be brave again. We will work hard to improve ourselves and win back next time."
"If we don't fight, it will not only make the Blood Medicine Sect more arrogant, but we will also break our own spine."
"Don't say that the Hua Tuo Cup is worthless, but the whole of China is afraid that it will not be able to lift its head."
"How can a huge country claim to have a vast territory, abundant resources, and abundant talents when it avoids fighting?"
"Also, don't forget that the Hua Tuo Cup exists to select fresh blood in the medical field for China and become the pillars of the country."
"If you don't even have the courage to challenge a powerful enemy, how can you shoulder the future of China?"
He looked at Kong Taoli: "So I suggest that no matter what the outcome is, we should organize the players to fight."
"Old Gong, what you said is awesome. Do you think I am bloodless? Do you think I don't want to fight?"
Feng Changshan slammed the table and shouted: "But you should also face the fact that there is a gap between the two sides."
"Everyone has seen the competition video, and you should all know that the genius team of the Blood Medicine Sect is very powerful. It is at least one step ahead of our players."
"And the blood doctor sect is insidious and only challenges the players of this Huatuo Cup. Ninety-nine percent of us will lose the game if we challenge."
"If you don't fight today, it doesn't mean you won't fight in the future. It just means that you should avoid its sharp edges and wait until the next session is stronger, then it won't be too late to challenge again."
"Bloodiness is important, but reason is more important."
"If Gou Jian, the king of Yue, had only talked about blood, he would have been killed on the spot. How would he be able to leave his name in history by lying on his back and tasting courage??"
"I still say the same thing, refuse the challenge."
Feng Changshan was also very strong: "It doesn't matter if I feel a little wronged now. On the contrary, I will lose the game and the consequences will be disastrous."
Mr. Gong also made a serious face: "I also insist that courage is more important than the result."
"Okay, stop arguing!"
Seeing that the camps represented by the two people were so fierce, Kong Taoli felt his head hurt, and he waved vigorously to stop the noise.
Then he looked at Feng Changshan and said: "Old Feng, have you compared the strength of the players? Of the remaining sixteen, twelve are worthless?"
"That's right!"
Feng Changshan exhaled a long breath: "After the Huatuo Cup completed the provincial competition, I made a championship prediction on a whim."
"I made a statistics of the interactions between the thirty-two people, the cases they have cured, and their performance since the regional competition."
"In the end, a relatively objective ranking was obtained. Of course, there may be miracles during the competition, but the variables will definitely not be too big."
"The rankings I have on hand show that the sixteen people who lost the game are ranked in the top twenty."
"So among the sixteen surviving provincial champions, twelve of them have a ninety-nine percent chance of losing, and only four of them may be able to fight."
He looked at Mr. Gong and sighed softly: "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 Kong Taoli waved his hand to stop him. He asked: "Which four people are capable of fighting?"
"Luoshen of the East China Sea, Bodhisattva of the West, Nianhua of South Tibet, Ye Fan of the Dragon City."
Feng Changshan read out the names: "These four people have the strongest overall strength and are ranked in the top four regardless of top or bottom. However, the blood medicine sect has so many people that the chances of winning are slim."
Mr. Gong's eyes suddenly lit up, he slapped his thigh and shouted: "Yes, Ye Fan, how come I forgot about Ye Fan."
"Lao Kong, you and I have witnessed Ye Fan's strength with our own eyes. He can definitely resist the challenge of the Blood Medicine Sect."
"Let's quickly invite Ye Fan over and let him show his strength to Lao Feng and the others. Then we will have the confidence to fight."
In Mr. Gong's opinion, Ye Fan is definitely a genius among geniuses. With him taking action, it is not only as simple as showing courage, but also with a high probability of returning in triumph.
Hearing the word Ye Fan, Kong Taoli's expression softened a lot. He also admired and valued Ye Fan very much.
"Of course I know Ye Fan."
Feng Changshan picked up the tea and took a sip: "I still know all about his performance in the Huatuo Cup, including curing Yang Hongxing's daughter."
"I also believe he can handle several challenges, but the final victory is still not ours."
"I have already inquired about the Blood Medicine Sect's genius group, and there are three geniuses who are rare to see in a century."
"Although they are only about 25 years old, they have been trained by the top ten famous doctors with gold medals in the blood medicine sect, and each of them has handled thousands of cases."
"It has cured more patients than the four of Ye Fan combined."
He shook his head gently: "The talent and experience are not as good as others, we can't compare..."
"boom--"
At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and then a middle-aged doctor rushed in, panting and shouting:
"President Kong, what's wrong, Ye Fan asked someone to send word to the Blood Medicine Sect..."
He broke the news: "In ten days, when his injury is better, he will destroy the genius group of the Blood Medicine Sect alone."
Kong Taoli was slightly startled: "What do you mean?"
Mr. Gong blurted out: "He wants to fight sixteen of them one by one."
"Nonsense!"
Feng Changshan slammed the table and said angrily: "This is a national war, what does he think it is? Is a child playing house? Can he afford the consequences of his willfulness..."
"If he can't bear it, I'll bear it!"
Kong Taoli stood up with a flash of light on his face:
"A mere player dares to show his sword. If we, the superior ones, keep our heads down, then we are nothing."
"Old Gong, telegraph Luo Shen, Bodhisattva, fly straight to Longdu with flowers, and form a blood-killing team with Ye Fan."
"At the same time, tell the blood doctor sect - fight!"
