Chapter 269 Can You Be a Little More Shameless?

Although Lang Sanyuan is arrogant, he does have deep attainments in music. The president of the Jiangnan Music Society also relied on his strength to report, and he did not have any moisture.

But these are of no help to the predicament he is facing in front of him. The sound killing technique used by Yagyu Jingyun has nothing to do with whether the opponent understands music or not, unless you also know the sound killing technique.

This is completely out of the scope of music, that is to say, it is not the communication between the guqin, but the little devil's martial artist shot at ordinary people, this move is simply extremely sinister.

This is the backup tactic that Kazuo Liusheng came up with. He originally thought that the first three games would be able to kill Huaxia, and the sound killing technique would not be used.

As a last resort, he could only send Yagyu Jingyun, hoping that the technique of sound killing could help them save some face in the Japanese country.

Qin Haodong gave Li Mu a pulse, the injury was not too serious, but the blood was disturbed by the sound killing technique. He injected Aoki True Qi into Li Mu's body and combed it from head to toe.

After the bloodline returned to the normal track, Li Mu quickly opened his eyes and stood up from the ground in a jiffy. He hurriedly said, "There is something wrong with the little devil's violin. After hearing it, I feel like my head is about to explode."

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 only lasted a few seconds longer than Li Mu.

Immediately, another medical staff carried Lang Sanyuan off the stage. This time, without using Gao Fengwen to speak, Qin Haodong stretched out his hand and patted him on his chest a few times, using Aoki True Qi to wake him up.

After getting up from the ground, Lang Sanyuan blushed, looked at Qin Haodong and the others with shame, and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I've embarrassed Huaxia."

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: "Doctor Qin, what's going on? Why did I faint when I listened to an ancient song, and we didn't have any problems?"

The technique of sound killing is really not easy to explain. Qin Haodong said: "This is very complicated. I will just go up and clean up the little devil."

After winning two games in a row, Yagyu Jingyun said proudly: "It really is the sick man of East Asia, you still have one last chance, who dares to come up?"

"I'm coming!" Qin Haodong agreed loudly, then picked up the teacup on the table, walked slowly onto the stage, and sat opposite Liu Sheng Jingyun.

"This damn bastard, why is he here again?"

When Liu Sheng saw Qin Haodong, he gritted his teeth.

Chiba Mieko said: "Don't worry, the technique of sound killing is a secret technique that has been lost in China for many years. Yagyu Jingyun also learned it by accident. It is estimated that it is useless for him to come up."

Liu Sheng Jingyun looked at Qin Haodong and sneered: "Boy, do you want to taste my lyre too?"

Qin Haodong picked up the teacup, took a sip with a leisurely expression, and said, "Listen to a song to drink tea, what a wonderful thing, let's start!"

Liu Sheng Jingyun's expression changed, and he said grimly: "Boy, today I will let you die!"

After he finished speaking, his ten fingers jumped wildly on the lyre, and the tune changed from the just gentle mountain and flowing water to the murderous ambush.

The sound of the piano came out in a hurry, as if there were thousands of troops, and the cold killing intent was sweeping towards Qin Haodong.

Liu Sheng looked at everything on the stage with a grim expression, looking forward to Qin Haodong's death on the spot under Liu Sheng Jingyun's lyre.

Qin Haodong didn't seem to notice any of this, he sat on the chair leisurely with Erlang's legs up, picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip.

The sound of his tea drinking was not loud, but it was as if a sharp sword had pierced the swept music, and the monstrous killing intent disappeared immediately.

Liu Shengjingyun raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Qin Haodong to break the technique of sound killing, but in his opinion, this should be an unintentional move, and then his index fingers twitched again, and another wave of killing intent condensed again.

Qin Haodong put the teacup on the table in front of him, and jumped Erlang's legs, whistling leisurely.

Everyone in the audience looked at Qin Haodong nervously, for fear that he would pass out just like Lang Sanyuan's master and apprentice.

Unexpectedly, not only was he intact, but he also whistled leisurely. The key point is that this tune is really beautiful. It is the second senior brother carrying his daughter-in-law, who is familiar to everyone in China, and there was a burst of laughter at the scene.

Qin Haodong's whistle may not seem to be loud, but every tone can be accurately inserted into the tonal gap of the lyre, causing his breath to become disordered and uncomfortable to vomit blood.

If the technique of sound killing is likened to the ripples in the water, every scale of Qin Haodong’s whistle happens to appear at the bottom of the ripples, not only suppressing the opponent’s scales, but even Yagyu Jingyun’s heart is beating slowly according to his rhythm .

"No, I met a master!"

No matter how stupid Liusheng Jingyun was at this time, he wouldn't think it 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 in another place, he would definitely pick up the lyre and run away when he encountered such a master, but now he is in the arena, and if he loses four games in a row to Japan, he may not be able to escape the punishment from the Yagyu family when he goes back.

Moreover, he used the ultimate move just after the shot, and the other party obviously did not hold back. The notes of the two sides were intertwined, as if the infuriating competition, unilateral stopping is impossible.

Once he stops now, the other party's sound killing technique is like a flood of beasts, and it can't stop it. It is lightly injured and seriously killed. It is very likely that the heart will jump out of the mouth.

"I didn't see it, but it's quite manageable." A sneer appeared on the corner of Qin Haodong's mouth, and the whistle suddenly became high-pitched.

Liu Sheng Jingyun was originally at the end of the strong arrow, how could he resist at this time, wow's blood sprayed on the lyre in front of him, fell to the ground, unconscious.

The audience at the scene really couldn't understand what was going on. At first, the two fell unconscious while listening to the music, and now even Yagyu Jingyun, who was playing the lyre, vomited blood. What the hell is going on.

But it doesn't matter anymore, they understand that Qin Haodong has won this game again. For this young man who constantly surprises them, everyone is not stingy with their applause and applause.

"Dr. Qin is great! Dr. Qin is amazing! Long live Dr. Qin!"

"Doctor Qin, you are my idol, and you are our Huaxia Bumpman!"

"Little devils, you are the sick man of East Asia, get out of China!"

In the overwhelming shouts, Chiba Mieko's face was pale, and she stared at Qin Haodong on the stage with a dull gaze, unable to say a word for a long time.

As soon as Kazuo Yagyu waved his hand, two Japanese warriors immediately came to the stage to bring Shizuoka Yagyu down. He turned his head and said to Chiba Mieko: "Miss Mieko, the last competition is a Chinese medicine competition, and it will be with you soon."

Chiba Mieko sighed heavily and said: "Liusheng-kun, I think we should admit defeat. We have lost four of the five games, and we will lose the last one. I can't compare to Qin Haodong in terms of medical skills."

"No, this is not in line with our Bushido spirit!" Kazuo Liusheng shouted frantically with blood-red eyes, "In any case, we have to win this trip to China, otherwise we will go back!"

He is the young patriarch of the Liusheng family. The head of this trip to China, if Huaxia really wins a 5:0 and go back, his name will be nailed to the shame of the Japanese country, and it is not good to be the young patriarch. will not be guaranteed.

Chiba Mieko exclaimed: "But we tried it last night, and I can't compare to Qin Haodong in terms of traditional Chinese medicine!"

"Miss Mieko, you can do this..."

Kazuo Yagyu said, and whispered a few words in Chiba Mieko's ear.

"Liu Sheng-kun, how can this be done!"

Chiba Mieko showed a look of shock.

"There's nothing wrong, we have to win the last one no matter what! Besides, this kid surnamed Qin will definitely be a confidant of our Japanese country in the future. We just took this opportunity to eradicate him, or at least make him a crippled person."

Kazuo Liuyu said frantically, "For our family, for our Japanese country, Miss Mieko, don't hesitate any longer."

Chiba Mieko thought about it for a while, and finally a stern expression flashed on her face, and she said, "Well, I'll do as you said."

On Huaxia's side, Gao Fengwen and several people looked elated, and they were already preparing to celebrate. In any case, today was a big victory.

Lang Sanyuan first thanked Qin Haodong, then bowed his head and apologized: "Doctor Qin, please forgive me for being rude to you at the beginning."

He has now been completely convinced by Qin Haodong's ability and character!

Qin Haodong waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Forget it, the past is over, let's do our best to prepare for the next game."

At this time, Qian Duoduo on the stage shouted: "The last game will be played below, and the representatives of both sides are invited to play."

Gao Fengwen said: "Dr. Qin, let me try this game, if I can't, you can do it again."

Qin Haodong smiled and nodded. He didn't want to be too popular and become a small player in the world. Moreover, with Gao Fengwen's medical skills, he should be able to win this game. After all, Chinese medicine is a Chinese medicine in China, and a thin dead camel is bigger than a horse.

"Elder Gao, then I will be your assistant!"

After Qin Haodong finished speaking, he followed Gao Fengwen onto the stage, but he kept standing behind and did not appear on behalf of Huaxia.

On the Japanese side, only Chiba Mieko came to power. What was different 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. No matter how he looked at Chiba Mieko, it didn't look like a medical skill, but a martial arts competition.

After the two sides came to power, Gao Fengwen said in high spirits: "Miss Qianba, what do you want to compare? Acupuncture, massage, massage, bone setting, cupping or decoction, as long as you bring it up, my old man will follow."

"I can't compare any of these!" Chiba Mieko pulled 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 can't be wrong, we are compared to traditional Chinese medicine, what martial arts do you compare to me?"

Qian Duoduo said angrily: "Is there a mistake? Obviously we are cultural exchanges, and we have arranged to test Chinese medicine beforehand, why did it suddenly change to martial arts?

Compared with martial arts, you go to Shaolin Temple and Wudang Mountain in Huaxia to see if you can't kill you. Can you be any more shameless? "

The audience under the stage did not expect foreigners to be like this, and they all shouted:

"Challenge Martial Arts to Shaolin Temple, I'm sure you don't know your mother!"

"Shameless little devil, why don't you go to the nursing home to challenge Huaxia's martial arts, that way you have a better chance of winning!"

"It's too stinky and shameless. If you can't win, just admit defeat and get out of China..."