Seeing Yamamoto Shichiro fall to the ground without warning, Beitingchuan, who was waiting for Ye Fan to spurt blood, was startled, stood up from his seat suddenly and shouted.
The disciples of the Blood Medicine Sect also stood up with shock on their faces, looking at this scene in disbelief.
Wasn't Ye Fan about to die? Why was it Yamamoto who fell?
Kong Taoli and Yuan Qiu were also stunned, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.
Mrs. Zhao sat up straight, with a hint of interest in her eyes.
"Five minutes are up, Yamamoto falls to the ground, and I, Ye Fan, are unharmed."
Ye Fan took a step forward and shouted: "Referees, who wins and who loses in this round?"
"You cheated, you cheated, you poisoned Yamamoto!"
Beitingchuan was so angry that he jumped out and rushed to Yamamoto Shichiro like a sharp sword, grabbing his wrist and feeling his pulse.
"I cheated? I cheated? I poisoned Yamamoto?"
Ye Fan laughed loudly when he heard this: "Beitingchuan, you just said that I can't afford to lose. Now it's my turn to say that you can't afford to lose."
"With so many pairs of eyes waiting and so many surveillance cameras, what can I do to cheat?"
"And these test tubes and these potions are all prepared by the organizing committee and have nothing to do with me."
"Do you think that the organizing committee colluded with me and hinted to me in advance that I would have ten non-toxic test tubes?"
"Or maybe, all fifty-one test tubes are non-toxic, but only Yamamoto Shichiro's one is poisonous?"
Ye Fei was aggressive, with a barrage of questions, and even dragged the organizing committee into trouble.
Sure enough, the referee team cast unkind glances at Beitingchuan, questioning their impartiality and authority.
"you--"
Beitingchuan was speechless for a moment, and then roared:
"Ye Fan, Yamamoto's test tube must be non-toxic. If he is poisoned now, it must be you who poisoned him."
He knew Yamamoto's ability. Unless he was absolutely sure, he would not take out a test tube to announce it, let alone drink it on the spot.
Now that he is poisoned, Mark must have done something secretly.
"If you say I poisoned someone, you'd better come up with evidence, otherwise you'll be slandering others and you won't be able to afford to lose."
Ye Fan remained strong in his testimony against Beitingchuan, opening his hands and facing everyone calmly:
"And you treat everyone as a blind man. Hundreds of pairs of eyes, including the blood doctor's, are staring at me. Where will I get the chance to poison you?"
"Take a step back. If you think it was me who poisoned you, then test the poison on the mountain itself and then check my whole body to see if there is the same poison?"
"After all, if I poison, there will definitely be corresponding toxins left on my hands or body?"
Ye Fan turned to the referee team and shouted: "Referee team, I am willing to accept on-site inspection..."
Beitingchuan was about to ask the referee team for an examination, but his expression changed drastically after they had already checked his pulse.
He did not find out what kind of poison Yamamoto Shichiro was poisoned, but he judged what the poison was from his symptoms.
Colorless, odorless and traceless blood corpse flower poison.
Not to mention that it is difficult for the organizing committee to detect this toxin, even if its existence is discovered from the acupuncture points, the finger will only be pointed at the blood medicine sect.
The Blood Corpse Flower only grows in the mass graves of the Blood Medicine Sect, and only the top pharmacists of the Blood Medicine Sect can prepare it.
Once it is made public, not only will Yamamoto Shichiro's poison be in vain, but people will also question why the Blood Medicine Sect brought the Blood Corpse Flower to China to compete.
When it is announced that the three people from Luoshen were infected with the blood corpse flower toxin, the blood medicine sect may have its reputation ruined for many years.
Thinking of this, Beitingchuan picked up Shichiro Yamamoto and shouted:
"No need to check. This round, the Blood Medicine Sect will admit defeat."
Bei Tingchuan gritted his teeth and was exhausted mentally and physically when he said the word "give up" simply. He had too many mysteries and too many puzzles to understand.
When did Yamamoto get poisoned, why were the ten test tubes non-toxic, where did Ye Fan get the blood corpse flower poison, and why was he suddenly not worried about Tang Ruoxue...
But no matter how many doubts he had, he had no time to seek answers at the moment. The top priority was to treat Yamamoto Shichiro as soon as possible, otherwise he would soon become a living dead.
As for the antidote, it doesn't exist...
"The referee panel unanimously ruled that in this game, you can smell the fragrance and know the poison..."
At this time, the host picked up the microphone and shouted: "Ye Fansheng!"
"Won, won again."
Hearing this news, the Chinese audience became happy again. They were almost scared to death by Ye Fan just now and thought they would lose the game.
Wang Qiaochu and Yuan Qiu looked very uncomfortable, but they still clapped their hands to congratulate Ye Fan.
Mr. Gong and Kong Taoli also circled around Ye Fan, with indescribable happiness and high spirits on their faces.
"Three games. Today Ye Fan has won three games in a row. I wonder who else calls Ye Fan a traitor!"
"That is, if Ye Fan was a traitor, he would have lost to Matsuno Qianshan in the first game this morning."
"Only people with ulterior motives and ulterior motives would think that the person who kills the opponent's genius is a traitor."
"This also shows that Mrs. Zhao has a unique vision. No matter what the final result is, she can at least win a few games."
Mr. Gong and the other old doctors did not forget to stimulate Wang Qiaochu and Feng Changshan.
Beitingchuan surrendered and hurriedly left with Shichiro Yamamoto. The disciples of the Blood Medicine Sect also had no shame in staying where they were and quickly left the arena.
Kurokawa Muyuki also left the house without saying a word, but when she was about to turn around and disappear at the door, she inadvertently glanced back.
Ye Fan's power caused ripples to flash across her eyes.
Ye Fan did not stay to celebrate with everyone, and walked out of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building after saying a few words. A cool breeze blew from outside.
He was quite awake.
The thousands of "people" who had gathered outside had already dispersed with Ye Fan's victory.
They came to besiege the traitors, but Ye Fan won three games in one day, which felt like a shame to them, so it was better to leave.
It’s just that Ye Fan didn’t care about this at all.
"What happened?"
At this time, there was a pleasant smell of fragrance coming from behind, and then Mrs. Zhao stood beside Ye Fan, caring and caring like an elder.
Ye Fan was silent at first, and then whispered: "Madam, I'm sorry."
Mrs. Zhao smiled sweetly: "After you defeated Matsuno Qianshan this morning, you don't need to say sorry to me. You deserve my trust."
"I still feel ashamed of your and President Kong's expectations."
Ye Fan did not hide it from Mrs. Zhao: "You hope that I can go further and higher, but I almost gave up on my future."
"I was the first to find the non-toxic test tube, but I was threatened by Shichiro Yamamoto, so I gave the non-toxic test tube to him."
"Later, when the crisis was over, I took the plunge and drank all the poison in the ten test tubes."
"Using the mutual complementarity of drugs to fight fire with fire to win back the situation."
"Although the Jedi counterattack won, I still feel very guilty when I think about how I almost failed to live up to your expectations."
Ye Fan showed a sense of apology. Although he was only sacrificing his own future and would not shake the final victory, he still felt sorry for the people who loved him.
After all, once he gives up and doesn't win the final championship, he won't be able to enter Hengdian's vision.
"Of course, whether I win or lose this game, it will have no impact on the final decisive battle in China."
"I have already arranged to win this battle."
Ye Fan was very calm: "The only difference is whether I get the highest glory or let others pick the peach."
"I believe in any choice you make."
Mrs. Zhao stretched out her hand and grasped Ye Fan's cold palm, giving him warmth and understanding.
When the mother and daughter fell into the river, hundreds of people watched and no one came to help. Only Ye Fan jumped in, so she believed in Ye Fan's character.
"Ding--"
At this moment, Ye Fan's cell phone vibrated. He took it out to answer the call, and soon a majestic but domineering voice came:
"Ye Fan, I am Miao Jinge!"
"Your father is a guest at the Octagonal House in Miao City, and you bring the Miao brothers to the banquet..."
"At eight o'clock in the evening, the banquet will officially begin. If you don't come on time, your father will collect the body."
