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At this moment, Zhou Yi was sitting in Zhou's house, silently practicing the Heavenly God Needle.

It is extremely difficult to practice the Tianshen Needle, and there are nine needles in total.

With Zhou Yi's current strength, he can barely grasp the first shot!

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes.

He stood up slowly, raised his feet and walked outside.

When Zhou Yi came outside, he suddenly found that Tie Lao and Yan Yongping were sitting opposite each other, smiling and saying something.

Seeing Zhou Yi approaching, Yan Yongping said with a smile, "Boy, how are you getting ready? Today is the stage of the medical competition, so don't let yourself go!"

"According to what I heard, those two boys from the Peng family seem to have retired! Your biggest opponent today should be that boy from the Hua family!"

After Zhou Yi heard it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he said indifferently: "No matter who the opponent is, he must not be my opponent! Let's go, let's see what tricks that guy Hua Xuanyang can play!"

Everyone nodded when they heard it, and then Yan Yongping followed Zhou Yi and walked out.

A moment later, the two had arrived at the center of the Medical Association.

At this time, there are a lot fewer people here than yesterday.

The foreign exchange personnel and the two members of the Peng family had retreated, and only Hua Xuanyang was still sitting in the field.

When he saw Zhou Yi, there was a look of resentment in his eyes.

Hua Xuanyang said expressionlessly: "Zhou Yi, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"I'm going to see today, what qualifications do you have to be so arrogant! I hope you can beat me in the competition of medical skills!"

After Zhou Yi heard it, he went straight to the front and sat down without even looking at Hua Xuanyang.

When Elder Yan saw that everyone had arrived, he smiled and said, "Everyone, since everyone has arrived, this old man announces that the competition of medical skills will officially begin!"

"This time the competition of medical skills is very simple, first of all, let's compete the most important basic skills!"

After finishing speaking, Old Yan clapped his hands lightly.

Soon, a group of members of the Medical Association came forward from both sides.

Each of them held a container covered by a red cloth in their hands.

In the container, there was a burst of medicinal fragrance.

After Zhou Yi saw it, he raised his eyebrows and understood what Old Yan was going to do.

Yanlao said calmly: "All contestants, please take turns to come forward, and judge what kind of medicinal material is in the container through the taste!"

"In this round, the top ten will enter the next round!"

After hearing this, many contestants stood up and walked forward.

Zhou Yi, on the other hand, walked slowly at the end, with an undisguised ease on his face.

For him, these are really simple things, and there is no difficulty at all!
And Hua Xuanyang also looked indifferent, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone took turns to identify the taste, and then wrote down the names of the medicinal materials they thought.

After all the contestants were identified, Yan Lao and other judges stepped forward to check their answers in turn.

Yanlao and the others immediately announced the top ten contestants after judging the answers.

And Zhou Yi and Hua Xuanyang were among them!
The next round will be the stage where medical skills will be truly tested.

Elder Yan sent for ten seriously ill people.

All of these people were seriously injured and dying. If they didn't get treated quickly, they might die on the spot!

But he stood in front, and said calmly: "Everyone, this round will test your own medical skills! As long as you can successfully save the ten people in front of you, and if you take the shortest time, you will win!"

"Not much nonsense, everyone, please take action!"

After everyone heard this, they frowned, and all looked at the patient in front of them.

At this time, the patient in front of Zhou Yi was a middle-aged man with a white complexion.

There was an extremely hideous wound on his chest, and blood was continuously flowing out.

The wound was deep enough to see the bones, making him look extremely miserable.

But Zhou Yi's expression didn't fluctuate at all.

Instead, he randomly took out a few silver needles and said to the middle-aged man, "Be patient a little bit, I want to treat you!"

"Even if it hurts, don't move around, otherwise I'm afraid it will affect the effect!"

After hearing this, the middleman nodded subtly, his face extremely weak.

But there was a sinister gleam in his eyes.

And in a corner that Zhou Yi couldn't see, Yang Sanqing was standing here quietly, his old face was full of playful light.

The middle-aged man in front of Zhou Yi was arranged by him!

As long as Zhou Yi starts to treat, the middle-aged man will immediately self-mutilate and eliminate Zhou Yi!

Sure enough, as Yang Sanqing expected, Zhou Yi slowly picked up the silver needle and stabbed it towards the middle-aged man!

When the silver needle fell on the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's body trembled violently!
At this time, the other contestants have already begun to treat them in full swing.

All of them use their own skills, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea.

Hua Xuanyang's speed was extremely fast, holding a few silver needles in his hand, he flew around and struck directly at the patient in front of him.

And here, just after Zhou Yi's silver needle was stuck on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man suddenly gritted his teeth fiercely, and the spiritual power in his body began to become disordered!

In the next second, his eyes suddenly widened, and an abnormal blush appeared on his face!
Wow!The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on his clothes!

But Zhou Yi quickly avoided.

He frowned and looked at the middle-aged man with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Zhou Yi never thought that such a situation would happen to this middle-aged man!

What exactly is going on?

After the middle-aged man vomited blood, the breath in his body quickly became weak.

He raised his finger with difficulty, and said in a trembling voice: "Boy, how dare you harm me? Could this be the contestant in this competition?"

"Your character is also worthy of being a doctor!?"

After Zhou Yi heard it, he was stunned.

He looked the middle-aged man up and down, his face gradually turned cold.

And at this moment, Yan Lao and other referees came over one after another.

He looked at the middle-aged man with a serious face.

An old man beside Yan Lao quickly stepped forward and began to stop the bleeding of the middle-aged man.

At this time, the middle-aged man still said with resentment on his face: "What is going on with your Medical Association? What kind of players are you recruiting?"

"It's an insult to medical skills that such a person actually appeared at the medical skills exchange conference!"