Chapter 1,057 Medicine King Park Jae-sang

"Dead, actually dead!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone present was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

Park Zhengchun, who was full of energy just now, has now turned into a corpse.

After a brief silence, the scene immediately erupted into cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"We won, we won..."

"Bullshit Korean doctors dare to come to China and act arrogantly. They are simply asking for death..."

"Long live the medical fairy! Long live Chinese medicine! Long live China!"

According to the previous rules of the competition, this medical competition will adopt a best-of-three rounds.

Now Ye Bufan has won two games in a row and has secured the victory in advance. Even if he loses the last game, China will win in the end.

All the Chinese people present were extremely excited. The three kings of the bullshit Bangbang Kingdom were completely vulnerable in front of our medical immortals.

That fast-handed needle king Cha Bum-geun didn't even have the courage to take action in the end, so he ran away in despair.

Park Jung-chun did come on stage, but so what, he killed himself after only taking 7 steps.

There was deathly silence over in Bangbang Country, and now only Medicine King Park Zaixiang was left, with a gloomy face that was dripping with water.

The three of them were full of confidence when they came, but one of them left without a fight, the other died unexpectedly, and he was left sitting here alone.

All this is because of this young man in front of me.

After all calculations, they never expected that a medical fairy would suddenly appear in China.

"No, this child must not be kept. He must be eliminated, otherwise Korean medicine will never be able to succeed."

Alice also felt that it was time to announce the end of the competition. She came to the center of the ring and was ready to officially announce the results of this medical competition.

"Wait a minute, the game isn't over yet."

Park Jae-sang stepped onto the ring and said, "President Alice, according to the best-of-three-game format, we still have one game left to compete."

Alice spread her hands and said, "Sir, you have already lost two games. The rest of the competition has nothing to do with the outcome."

"That's different. We have to fight for honor."

Park Jae-sang said firmly, "In the last round, I will challenge this medical fairy."

Alice looked helplessly at Ye Bufan, asking for his opinion.

"No problem, I told you a long time ago that as long as you challenge us, China will continue."

Ye Bufan said calmly, "Tell me, what are you going to challenge in the third round?"

Everyone in the audience originally wanted to be accurate

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I was about to celebrate the victory, but when I heard that there was still a third game to watch, I immediately sat back and looked at the stage with interest.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and you can brag to your friends when you go back.

A hint of sinisterness flashed across Park Jae-xiang's expression: "I want to compete with you on medicine, more specifically on poison. I don't know if you dare to compete."

Although he is nicknamed the King of Medicine, he is actually a Poison King, and what he is best at is using poison.

Just now, he had made up his mind. As long as Ye Bufan dared to accept the challenge, he would poison this young man to death, otherwise he would become a serious problem for Korean doctors in the future.

Ye Bufan frowned slightly: "We are doctors, not poison masters. Isn't it inappropriate to use poison?"

"This is wrong. Although we are doctors, if we don't know how to use poison and are not familiar with the toxicity, how can we detoxify people?

You can't just turn away poisoned patients when they come, right? "

In fact, what he said was irrational. Detoxification and poisoning are completely different concepts.

But Ye Bufan doesn't care. He has practiced the Chaos Art to the Nascent Soul stage, and he is now invulnerable to all poisons. If the other party wants to play, then just play with him.

"Okay, since it doesn't matter if you compare with me, tell me, how do you compare?"

Park Jae-sang said: "It's simple, we poison each other and then detoxify ourselves."

Ye Bufan was slightly stunned: "This is not good, what if you can't detoxify the poison I gave you, and you are poisoned to death by me?"

"The only thing you can blame is my lack of academic skills. I took the poison myself and it has nothing to do with you."

Park Jae-xiang has full confidence in the use of poison. He does not believe that this young man can poison himself.

Then he said: "For the same reason, although I took out the poison, you took it yourself. If you are poisoned to death, you can't blame me."

Alice said in surprise: "This is a doctor-fighting competition, not poisoning each other. Can we change the way we compete?"

Park Zai-xiang shook his head: "As a doctor, you cannot be a coward. This is my challenge. I don't know if China dares to accept it."

"No problem. Where is your poison? Bring it to me and let me have a taste."

Ye Bufan looked indifferent. Since the other party wanted to die, why should he be merciful?

Park Zai-xiang showed a sinister smile and waved his hands to the audience, and two people immediately carried it to a square table.

He took out six small porcelain bottles and placed them on the table. These six small white porcelain bottles looked exactly the same without any markings on them.

If you don’t judge carefully, you won’t be able to tell what’s inside.

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What is.

"These are all poisons I refined before. You can choose any one you want."

These six bottles of poison were carefully prepared by him, originally just in case.

According to their previous judgment, China could not win a single round, but they did not expect that this would become the last resort.

Park Zai-xiang said, "Similarly, you can also give me the poison now, and I will eat it and find a way to detoxify it myself."

"Don't worry, let me try your poison first. It looks good."

Ye Bufan pulled a chair from the side and sat down. He reached for the first small porcelain bottle, pulled out the cork, and smelled it with his nose.

Seeing his move, Park Jae-sang looked gloomy.

This was a poison he had refined with his own hands. If he took out any one, it would be extremely poisonous and no one could cure it except himself.

Generally speaking, as a doctor, you must be careful when you know it is poison.

But the guy in front of him acted like a normal person and actually smelled it with his nose. Could it be that there was fine wine in it?

Do you think you have a long life, or do you really know nothing?

Even if ordinary people knew it was poison, they wouldn't do such a childish thing, right?

Just when he thought that the other party would be overturned by the poison gas on the spot, Ye Bufan grabbed the small porcelain bottle, poured the powder inside into his palm, and then gently twisted it with his fingers.

"Well……"

Park Zai-xiang's eyebrows twitched. This was the poison he refined. Naturally, he was very aware of the poison. As soon as it touched the skin, it would immediately seep into the blood. Even a cow couldn't handle it.

But the next scene almost made his nose twist. He saw that Ye Bufan showed no signs of poisoning. Instead, he reached into his pocket and took out a white napkin and hung it on his chest.

Finally, he reached out and took out a small dinner plate and a spoon from his pocket.

He really didn't know what was in this guy's pocket. Why did he have everything and still carry this thing with him when he went out?

After everything was ready, Ye Bufan carefully arranged his posture, just like going to a restaurant to eat.

Then he poured the poison from the small bottle into the dinner plate, then took a spoon and put it into his mouth one by one, tasting it slowly.

Park Zai Xiang twitched the corner of his mouth and almost choked on his own saliva.

This is poison, okay?

This guy just sniffed the poison with his nose and touched the poison with his fingers. Now he actually ate it. Could it be that he thought he died slowly?