The silver needle recognition of acupuncture points in this game is different from that of Bodhisattva and Sakai.
Bodhisattva and the others used silver needles to save people, while Ye Fan and Matsuno Qianshan competed in skill and speed.
Two identical bronze figures were quickly rolled out. Although they were not as good as Ye Fan's on the Alisa cruise ship, they were still very exquisite in workmanship.
There are 720 acupuncture points on it, which are not marked, but there is a small hole in the corresponding position.
However, there is no mercury in the small hole, but precision electronic components. If the silver needle is inserted and the effect is achieved, it will indicate passing.
"The rules of the competition are very simple. We randomly select one hundred acupuncture points from seven hundred and twenty."
"Then the auditorium announcer will read out the hundred acupuncture points to be competed."
"After you finish reciting, you can use your memory to place the needle."
"Remember, the order of needle insertion must be exactly the same as the order of the acupuncture points reported, otherwise it will be judged invalid."
"To put it simply, this round relies not only on your technique, speed and strength, but also on your memory and observation."
"You have ten minutes to get familiar with the bronze man, and then the broadcast will begin."
"Start the timer after the broadcast. Complete one hundred acupuncture points within fifteen minutes."
"Whoever penetrates the most accurately and scores the highest score will win."
The host stood on a high platform with a microphone and announced the rules of the game to the audience.
Then he looked at Ye Fan and Matsuno Qianshan and asked, "Are you clear?"
Ye Fan and Qianshan nodded: "Clear."
The host was very satisfied and waved his hand: "Let's get familiar with it."
Matsuno Qianshan took a step forward and looked at the bronze man with sharp eyes.
Ye Fan also reached out and touched the acupuncture points on the bronze man's body, feeling its temperature, tenacity and sensitivity.
At the same time, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and the information given by Su Xi'er came to mind, and he thought of Luo Shen's trump card.
Ye Fan felt a fighting spirit in his heart.
While the two were familiar with the bronze man, the entire audience was in an uproar, looking at the high platform in disbelief.
"Isn't this too perverted? Who the hell would come up with such a difficult question?"
"One hundred acupuncture points, just read it once, just memorize it is a fantasy, and you have to pierce all the acupoints."
"It's not just about pricking it out, it also needs to be pricked out in sequence. The third needle that penetrated the No. 4 acupoint is also unqualified."
"This is too difficult. If it were me, I would probably only be able to get the first and hundredth injections, and everything in between would be chaotic."
"This game is difficult for us, but it will be easy for Matsuno Chiyama and the others."
"In the past few days, you saw so many monsters in Qianshan, and no one could trouble him. He could tell what kind of disease the patient had by smelling it."
"That Yuandan Dan, he didn't even take the pulse properly, but he cured the disease."
"This round, China is going to be over, and so is Ye Fan..."
Many people in the audience were whispering.
Kitabikawa and Yamamoto Shichiro also showed playful smiles. This test question was indeed abnormal, but it was not difficult for Matsuno Qianshan, who had a photographic memory.
Matsuno Qianshan is well versed in Chinese and Western medicine, and acupuncture is one of his strengths. After all, he is from the Acupuncture Palace of Yang Kingdom.
Identifying acupoints with silver needles is like eating.
Yamamoto Shichiro smiled at Beitingchuan: "I suddenly felt that we have done too much? Maybe Ye Fan will be eliminated in this round."
Kurokawa Muyuki also nodded in agreement: "Silver needles are Matsuno Qianshan's strength. He can hit seven hundred and twenty acupuncture points even if he is blindfolded."
"I'm afraid Ye Fan won't be able to win this round."
Qianshan and the others' momentum in the past four days has also given Beitingchuan and the others a slight misconception. The Chinese players are nothing more than that, and they also despise Ye Fan.
That's how people are. When their scars are healed, they forget about the pain. When they win more, they forget about their desolation when they lose.
“It’s not a bad thing to plan ahead.”
Bei Tingchuan looked at Ye Fan on the stage and smiled: "And if Ye Fan really loses this round, it will save us a lot of favors."
While they were discussing Ye Fan in Beitingchuan, Kong Taoli, Gong Lao and others were silent.
Now the situation is grim, they have lost for four days in a row, and their morale has already hit rock bottom, which also makes them have hope for Mark, but not too much hope.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
You can't afford to lose, you really can't afford to lose. This competition not only involves the outcome of both parties, but also involves countless people and property.
Mrs. Zhao, however, looked calm and calm, leaning on the chair and looking at Ye Fan calmly.
As for this daughter's savior, she praised Jin Zhilin when she opened her business, and then she never interacted with Ye Fan again.
But it doesn't mean that she doesn't pay attention to Ye Fan. On the contrary, she has been watching Ye Fan grow up.
Whether it was what happened in Zhonghai, Tiancheng, Nanling, or Longdu, or even the feud between Ye Fan and Wu Yixiang, she knew everything.
The reason why she stared was not only because she wanted to repay Mark's life-saving kindness, but also because she felt that Mark was particularly kind, which made her instinctively want to take care of him.
This is also the reason why she stood up to protect Ye Fan when Yuan Qiu and the others prevented him from going to fight.
She knew that there was a conspiracy against her, but Mrs. Zhao was willing to take a gamble on Mark's absolute trust.
"Madam, it seems that Ye Fan is no match for Qianshan."
At this time, a beautiful and smart female secretary next to Mrs. Zhao looked at Ye Fan who was hugging the bronze man and thinking deeply and frowned slightly:
"You don't have the calmness and confidence of Qianshan at all."
She couldn't help but squeeze out a sentence: "This game, madam, is a bit risky."
Mrs. Zhao smiled faintly: "There is nothing to worry about. Mark has promised me that he will not lose, so he will definitely not lose."
Hearing that Mrs. Zhao trusted Ye Fan so much, the female secretary didn't say anything more, but a look of disapproval passed over her pretty face.
These days, she followed Mrs. Zhao to watch the game, and she had already seen the power of Qianshan. Ye Fan's temperament and demeanor were not as good as Qianshan, so what chance did he have of winning?
"The familiarization time is over, now let's start broadcasting the acupuncture points!"
While everyone was thinking, the host gave an order: "Two contestants, prepare!"
Matsuno Qianshan raised his head and looked at the broadcast.
Ye Fan let go of the bronze man, smiled calmly, sat down on the ground, stared at the bronze man, and waited for the announcement.
"start!"
The host waved his hand.
The high-station radio soon rang:
"Naohu!"
"Fontai!"
"Baihui!"
"Go to the stars!"
"Qianding, Fengfu point, Touwei point, Yamen point..."
The words are clear, but the speed is getting faster and faster, starting with one acupoint per second, then two acupoints per second, and then three acupoints per second.
This rhythm not only makes the memorizer more and more blurry, but also makes people feel nervous. Let alone memorizing the acupuncture points in order, it is difficult to recite a hundred of them.
Many viewers who tried to challenge themselves quickly lowered their heads in frustration and tried hard to remember, but in the end they found that they could only remember the first one.
When the acupuncture points were announced on the radio, there was an extra table in front of Ye Fan and Matsuno Qianshan.
There was a tray with white cloth, water and a hundred silver needles on it.
One hundred acupuncture points were recited quickly.
The host shouted again:
"The competition is now official, the players will recognize their acupoints with silver needles!"
