Everyone in the audience stared at Ye Fan dumbfounded and looked at the ten test tubes in his hand.
No one expected that Ye Fan found ten test tubes and drank the potion in them in one go.
Not only were the hundreds of spectators stunned, Beitingchuan and others were also stunned.
Yamamoto Shichiro's eyes widened in disbelief.
Damn it!
The test team will not joke with people. They say that only one test tube is non-toxic, that is, one test tube is non-toxic, and the rest are 100% poison.
If you drink one tube and you don't rescue him in time, you will die. What's more, if you drink ten tubes of different types of toxins, even gods can't save you.
"Ye Fan!"
Kong Taoli, Mr. Gong and Yuan Qingyi stood up almost at the same time and shouted.
Mrs. Zhao's pretty face also froze, and her eyes had a rare hint of urgency.
"Ye Fan, do you think there is no way to survive if you lose, so you might as well break the pot, throw down the clothes, and poison yourself to death?"
Yamamoto Shichiro reacted and stared at Ye Fan and shouted:
"I'm telling you, it's useless. Poison is poison, and I won't stop poisoning you just because you are brave."
"These poisons will kill you soon. Just wait until you are poisoned and die suddenly."
He became more and more contemptuous of this opponent, gave up victory for a woman, and committed suicide in order to avoid accusation.
The host also reacted and shouted: "Quick, quick, medical staff, save people."
"No, I'm fine!"
Ye Fan stepped forward with ten test tubes, drank all the remaining potion inside, and then laughed at Yamamoto Shichiro:
"Let's not talk nonsense now. I just want to ask the referee."
"The rule of this game is that whoever finds the non-toxic test tube is the winner."
"Yamamoto said he found non-toxic test tubes, and I said I also found non-toxic test tubes. I also found ten of them in one go, ten times more than he did."
Ye Fan said loudly: "Tell me, who will win in this round?"
The judging panel felt their scalp numb after hearing this, and immediately called the joint team and the examination team to ask how many test tubes in this batch were non-toxic.
The joint team and the examination team originally wanted to say something firmly, but seeing Ye Fan's lively appearance, they didn't know what to say.
"You don't know how many non-toxic test tubes there are, right?"
Upon seeing this, Beitingchuan shouted: "Then you will announce the answer."
"Which test tubes are non-toxic? Can't we make it clear by comparing the test tubes in the hands of Yamamoto and Ye Fan?"
Beitingchuan, who smelled something bad, blew out a hot breath: "As soon as the answer comes out, it will be clear who wins and who loses."
"The test tube is a double-blind test. Neither we nor the contestants know which one is poisonous or non-toxic!"
The people in the examination team were sweating profusely and spread their hands in frustration:
"In order to prevent the handlers from leaking the answers and unconsciously making hints after knowing the non-toxic test tubes, the preparation of the potion was divided into five steps."
"We come up with the questions, the dispensing staff prepares the medicine, the packaging team labels it, the storage team breaks the packaging, and the joint team delivers it."
"Whether it's the judging panel, the examination team, the packaging team, the storage team or the joint team, no one knows which one is the non-toxic test tube."
"Only after the contestants select the test tubes, the appraisers will identify whether they are poisonous or not on the spot, and then determine the contestants' victory or defeat."
"Now that all the potions selected by Ye Fan and Yamamoto have been drunk, we don't even have a chance to identify them, let alone know which ones are poisonous."
The people in the examination team also looked depressed. They never expected that Yamamoto and Ye Fan would act out of common sense and end up in such a predicament.
The judging panel almost vomited blood after hearing this report, but this double-blind test is indeed the fairest.
"Never mind this, let's stop fighting and call the medical team for treatment."
Kong Taoli was still worried about his life: "If I don't quickly wash my stomach and take medicine to detoxify, I'm afraid that someone will die."
"No, the outcome must be divided."
Bei Tingchuan stood up with a look of cruelty on his face:
"The game is a game. Both of them are adults and know the rules well. We didn't let them drink the potion, but they drank it confidently."
"Then let them be responsible for the consequences."
"I suggest that while the medical team is preparing, let them stand on site for five minutes."
"After five minutes, whoever is not poisoned and falls to the ground is the winner. If they are all poisoned, they will all be eliminated. If they are not poisoned, there will be an extra match on another day."
He believed that Yamamoto Shichiro would not make a wrong choice. After all, Yamamoto had a trump card in his hand. The ten potions that Ye Fan drank were 100% poison.
Now he is still standing, but he is holding on with his own internal strength. As long as he stands for another five minutes, Beitingchuan believes that Ye Fan will fall.
"This is human life, and human life is of paramount importance. In five minutes, it may be a matter of life or death."
When Kong Taoli heard this, he was furious and objected.
"invalid objection!"
The referee did not hesitate to overrule Kong Taoli's objection and chose Beitingchuan's method to decide the outcome of this round.
In addition to not wanting to miscarry this round, they also wanted to see if Ye Fan would fall.
Ten test tubes, are they poisonous or not?
Moreover, the audience is not allowed to watch the contestants being poisoned, as they will think that all fifty-two are non-toxic, and that the organizing committee is colluding with Yamamoto Shichiro to plot against Ye Fan.
Otherwise, how could Yamamoto have the courage to pick up one and drink it? How could Ye Fan be safe after drinking ten?
It concerns the authority and reputation of the refereeing team, and we can only let the arrogant two bear the consequences.
"From now on, Ye Fan and Yamamoto Shichiro will stand on the high platform and are not allowed to leave the edge."
The host quickly announced the decision of the referee panel to the entire audience:
"Whoever is fine after five minutes is the winner."
"If you feel unwell or give up, you can leave the treatment now."
"After five minutes, if both people are poisoned, then both people will be eliminated together. If neither person is poisoned, there will be an extra match on another day."
The rules of this game are that whoever finds the non-toxic test tube wins. There is no rule that whoever finds the non-toxic test tube first wins, because there is only one non-toxic test tube in the first place.
So if there is no poison, we can only play one extra game.
The medical team also quickly appeared near the high platform, equipped with hospital beds, medicines, serum, etc., ready for poisoned players at any time.
"This is life-threatening."
The whole audience was in an uproar when they heard this, obviously they didn't expect it to be such a big deal.
"Five minutes, standing still for fifty minutes will be fine."
Yamamoto Shichiro laughed loudly when he heard this, put on his clothes tightly and stood proudly.
He was confident that he would win this round. There was absolutely no toxin in the test tube in his hand, and Ye Fan would eventually vomit blood and die.
"I object!"
Mrs. Zhao couldn't stop standing up: "This will cause death!"
"Madam, don't worry, I'll be fine."
Ye Fan also stood up and looked at Mrs. Zhao with gentle eyes: "Trust me again."
Mrs. Zhao moved her lips to say something, but finally sighed and sat down.
She didn't know what Ye Fan had gone through, and his emotions were ups and downs. But at this moment, Ye Fan's body was upright, giving people an indescribable sense of trust.
A prayer flashed through her heart: "Ye Fan, you must be fine."
Time passed little by little, and the atmosphere became more and more serious.
Everyone knows that if the potion is poisonous, it is slowly spreading throughout the body.
Ye Fan or Yamamoto Shichiro on the high platform are also lingering at the gate of hell.
Everyone is concentrating, and everyone's breathing is getting tighter.
"Ye Fan, are you feeling panicked now?"
"How does it feel to be closer to death?"
"Why carry it to death? Give up now and rescue him in time. There is still a glimmer of hope."
"Besides, it makes me very unhappy that you are holding on like this. If I am unhappy, someone may be unlucky..."
Yamamoto Shichiro looked at Ye Fan with a stimulating smile: "Life is worse than death, there is no daylight."
"So much nonsense, it's my turn to ask you a question."
Ye Fan looked at Yamamoto Shichiro and said, "Do you have an antidote for the blood corpse flower poison?"
Yamamoto Shichiro narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean? I don't understand."
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "If you don't understand, you will be in trouble..."
"you--"
Yamamoto Shichiro's face changed drastically, and when he was about to speak, his heart went cold and he fell straight up...
