Text Chapter 269 Can you be a little more shameless?
Although Lang Sanyuan is arrogant, he does have profound attainments in music. He was elected as the president of the Jiangnan Music Society based on his strength, without any merit.
But these are of no help to the predicament he is facing. The sound-killing technique used by Yagyu Shizun has nothing to do with whether the opponent understands music, unless you also know the sound-killing technique.
This is completely out of the scope of music. In other words, it is not an exchange between guqins, but a little devil's warrior attacking ordinary people. This move is simply extremely destructive.
This was a back-up tactic that Yagyu Kazuo came up with. They originally thought that China would be defeated in the first three games, and the sound-killing technique would not be used at all. Unexpectedly, Qin Haodong came out of nowhere and completely broke their plan.
As a last resort, he could only send Yagyu Jingyun, hoping that the sound killing technique could help the Japanese country save some face.
Qin Haodong took Li Mu's pulse and found that the injury was not too serious, but the blood was disturbed by the sound killing technique. He injected Qingmu Qi into Li Mu's body and combed it from head to toe.
After his bloodline returned to normal track, Li Mu quickly opened his eyes and stood up from the ground. He quickly said: "There is something wrong with the kid's piano. When I listen to it, I feel like my head is going to explode.
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As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another plop on the stage, and Lang Sanyuan also fell to the ground. As a teacher, he could only hold on for a few seconds longer than Li Mu.
Immediately, another medical staff carried Lang Sanyuan off the stage. This time, Gao Fengwen did not speak. Qin Haodong reached out and patted his chest several times, using Aoki Qi to revive him.
After getting up from the ground, Lang Sanyuan's face was red, he looked at Qin Haodong and the others with shame, and said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I have embarrassed our country."
Qin Haodong didn't care about his previous rudeness and said: "It has nothing to do with you, this is not a fair game at all."
Gao Fengwen asked: "Dr. Qin, what's going on? Why did you faint after listening to ancient music, and we don't have any problems?"
The art of sound killing is really not easy to explain. Qin Haodong said: "This is very complicated. I just go up and take care of the little devil."
After winning two games in a row, Shizuyun Yagyu said proudly: "He is indeed the sick man of East Asia. You have one last chance. Who dares to come up?"
"I'll do it!" Qin Haodong agreed loudly, then picked up the teacup on the table, walked slowly onto the stage, and sat across from Yagyu Jingyun.
"This damn bastard, why is he here again?"
Kazuo Yagyu gritted his teeth when he saw Qin Haodong.
Chiba Mieko said: "Don't worry, the sound killing technique is a secret technique that has been lost for many years in China. Yagyu Jingyun also learned it under extremely coincidental circumstances. It is estimated that it will be useless even if he comes up."
Yagyu Jingyun looked at Qin Haodong and sneered: "Boy, do you also want to try my lyre?"
Qin Haodong picked up the tea cup, took a sip with a leisurely expression, and then said: "Listen to some music and drink some tea. What a wonderful thing, let's get started!"
Yagyu Jingyun's expression changed, and he said with a ferocious face: "Boy, I will let you die today!"
After he finished speaking, his fingers started beating wildly on the lyre, and the tune changed from the gentle mountain and flowing water to the murderous Ambush from Flying Daggers.
The sound of the piano rushed out, just like thousands of troops, and the cold murderous intent swept towards Qin Haodong like an overwhelming force.
Kazuo Yagyu looked at everything on the stage with a sinister expression, hoping that Qin Haodong would die on the spot under Yagyu Shizuyun's lyre.
Qin Haodong didn't seem to notice any of this. He sat on the chair and crossed his legs leisurely, picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip.
The sound of his tea drinking was not loud, but it was like a sharp sword piercing the sweeping music, and the overwhelming murderous intention disappeared immediately.
Yagyu Jingyun raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Qin Haodong to break the sound killing technique, but in his opinion, this was probably an unintentional move. Then the index fingers of his hands jumped again, and another wave of killing intent gathered again.
Qin Haodong placed the teacup on the table in front of him, jumped his legs, and whistled leisurely,
Everyone in the audience looked at Qin Haodong nervously, fearing that he would faint and fall to the ground like master and disciple Lang Sanyuan.
Unexpectedly, he was not only intact, but also whistled leisurely. The key point was that the tune was so beautiful. It was the second senior brother carrying his wife on his back, which every Chinese is familiar with. Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter.
Qin Haodong's whistle may not seem loud, but each note can accurately penetrate into the gaps of the lyre's tones, causing his breath to become disordered and making him vomit blood.
If the art of sound killing is compared to ripples in the water, each note of Qin Haodong's whistle happens to appear at the bottom of the ripples, not only suppressing the opponent's note, but even Yagyu Shizun's heart slowly beats according to his rhythm
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"No, I met a master!"
At this time, no matter how stupid Yagyu Jingyun was, he would not think that this was just a coincidence. It was obvious that Qin Haodong was also proficient in the art of sound killing, and his level was far above him.
If it were another place, he would definitely pick up the lyre and run away when he met such a master, but now he was competing in the ring. If he lost to Japan again this time and lost four games in a row, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to escape the Yagyu family's punishment even if he went back.
Moreover, he just used his killing move, and the opponent obviously didn't hold anything back. The notes of both sides were intertwined, as if they were competing in Qi. It was impossible to stop unilaterally.
Once he stops now, the opponent's sound-killing technique will immediately become like a savage beast, which cannot be blocked by anyone. It may be injured or killed, and the heart may jump out of the mouth.
"I didn't realize it, but I can handle it quite well." A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Haodong's mouth, and his whistle suddenly became louder. Each scale was like a sharp sword, stabbing at Yagyu Jingyun overwhelmingly.
Yagyu Jingyun was already at the end of his strength, but how could he withstand it at this moment? A mouthful of blood spurted onto the lyre in front of him, and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
The audience present really couldn't understand what was going on. First, two people listening to the music fainted one after another, and now even Shizun Yagyu, who was playing the lyre, vomited blood. What was going on?
But this is no longer important. They understand that Qin Haodong has won again in this game. For this young man who constantly brings them surprises, everyone is generous with their applause and cheers.
"Well done to Dr. Qin! Dr. Qin is amazing! Long live Dr. Qin!"
"Dr. Qin, you are my idol, you are our Chinese beauty!"
"You little devils, you are the sick men of East Asia, get out of China!"
Amid the overwhelming shouts, Chiba Mieko's face turned pale and she looked at Qin Haodong on the stage with dull eyes, unable to say a word for a long time.
Kazuo Yagyu waved his hand, and two Japanese warriors immediately came on stage and knocked Yagyu Shizuo off the stage. He turned to Mieko Chiba and said: "Miss Mieko, the last competition is a Chinese medicine competition, and it will be up to you soon."
Chiba Mieko sighed heavily and said: "Yagyu-kun, I think we should admit defeat. We have lost four out of five games, and we will definitely lose the last one. In terms of medical skills, I can't compare with Qin Haodong."
"No, this is not in line with our bushido spirit!" Yagyu Kazuo yelled crazily with his eyes blood red, "No matter what, we must win this trip to China, otherwise we will have no face to go back!"
He is the young head of the Yagyu family and the leader of this trip to China. If China really beats 5:0 and goes back, his name will be nailed to the pillar of shame of the Japanese country, and the position of the young head of the Yagyu family may not be good.
None will be guaranteed.
Chiba Mieko shouted: "But we tried it last night, and I can't compare to Qin Haodong in terms of Chinese medicine!"
"Miss Mieko, you can do this..."
As Kazuo Yagyu spoke, he whispered a few words into Mieko Chiba's ear.
"Yagyu-kun, how can this be done!"
Chiba Mieko looked shocked.
"There's nothing wrong with it. We have to win a game no matter what! Besides, this boy named Qin will definitely be a thorn in our side in the future. We just use this opportunity to eradicate him, or at least make him a cripple."
Kazuo Yagyu said with a crazy expression, "For the sake of our family, for the sake of our Japanese country, Miss Mieko, please don't hesitate any longer."
Chiba Mieko thought for a moment, and finally a stern look flashed across her face and she said, "Okay, I'll do what you said."
On the Chinese side, Gao Fengwen and others looked very happy and were already preparing to celebrate. No matter what, today was a big victory.
Lang Sanyuan first expressed his gratitude to Qin Haodong, and then bowed his head and apologized: "Dr. Qin, please forgive me for being rude to you."
He is now completely impressed by Qin Haodong's ability and character!
Qin Haodong waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Forget it, let's get over it. Let's prepare for the next game with all our strength."
At this time, Qian Duoduo shouted on the stage: "The last game will proceed. Representatives from both sides will be invited to come on stage."
Gao Fengwen said: "Doctor Qin, let me, the old man, try this game. If I can't do it, you can take action again."
Qin Haodong smiled and nodded. He didn't want to gain too much limelight and become a small power that dominates the world. Moreover, with Gao Fengwen's medical skills, he should be able to win this competition. After all, Chinese medicine is Chinese medicine, and a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
"Mr. Gao, then I will be your assistant!"
After Qin Haodong finished speaking, he followed Gao Fengwen onto the stage, but he stood at the back and did not appear on behalf of China.
On the Japanese side, only Chiba Mieko came on stage. The difference from before was that she changed out of her kimono and put on a Japanese samurai uniform, with a long Japanese sword slung around her waist.
Qin Haodong frowned slightly. Chiba Mieko didn't look like she was competing in medical skills, but rather in martial arts.
After both parties took the stage, Gao Fengwen said with high spirits: "Miss Chiba, what do you want to compare? Acupuncture, massage, massage, bone setting, cupping or decoction, whatever you propose, I will accept it."
"I can't compete with these!" Chiba Mieko took out the Japanese sword from her waist and said, "I want to challenge your martial arts."
Gao Fengwen looked confused and said: "Miss Qianye, you are not wrong, are we? This is a competition of Chinese medicine. What kind of martial arts are you comparing to me?"
Qian Duoduo said angrily: "Is there any mistake? We were obviously on a cultural exchange, and we had arranged to compete in traditional Chinese medicine. Why did it suddenly change to martial arts?
If you want to compete in martial arts, go to the Shaolin Temple or Wudang Mountain in China and see if I can beat you to death. What’s the point of competing with Chinese medicine doctors to compete in martial arts? Can you be any more shameless?"
The audience in the audience did not expect that foreigners would behave like this, and they all shouted:
"Challenge martial arts to the Shaolin Temple, and I'm sure I'll beat you so hard that your mother won't even recognize you!"
"Shameless little devils, why don't you go to the nursing home to challenge the Chinese martial arts? That way you have a greater chance of winning!"
"It's so shameless. If you can't win, just admit defeat and get out of China..."