"I won again, Doctor Yang won again!"

"This guy has only cured twenty-three people, but Doctor Yang has cured fifty-six people. This is completely crushing!"

"Doctor Yang, continue to win like this and let them know how powerful our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine is!"

The audience was excited and shouted loudly.

On stage.

Yang Luo glanced at Takuma Yoshida and Ichiro Fujiwara and said, "Hurry up, who will be in the third game?"

"I'll compete with you in the third game!"

Ichiro Fujiwara strode out.

"Compared to what?"

Yang Luo asked.

"Blind your eyes and recognize medicine!"

Ichiro Fujiwara spit out four words and continued: "As the name suggests, we have prepared three hundred medicinal herbs!

Next, we covered our eyes with black cloth and identified the medicinal materials through our sense of smell!

Time is ten minutes!

It is said that if more medicinal materials can be accurately identified in ten minutes, who will win!”

"Okay, that's it!"

Yang Luo agreed immediately.

He has already memorized all the medicinal materials in this world.

Compared to this, he really has no pressure at all.

"Blind eyes to recognize medicine, this is interesting!"

"And the time has been shortened to ten minutes, it depends on who has a stronger ability to distinguish medicinal materials!"

"No matter what you say, I believe in Doctor Yang unconditionally!"

Everyone in the audience started to talk in a low voice.

Soon, the disciples of the Holy Medical Sect brought large wooden boxes.

Then, a small wooden box with half a slap and a lid was taken out of the box and placed it on the stage in an orderly manner.

Yang Luo and Ichiro Fujiwara each placed 150 boxes in front of each.

One of the disciples handed two black cloths to Yang Luo and Ichiro Fujiwara.

After Yang Luo took the black cloth, he directly blinded his eyes.

Ichiro Fujiwara also blinded his eyes.

"Are you ready?"

Takuma Yoshida asked loudly.

"It's ready!"

Yang Luo and Ichiro Fujiwara spoke at the same time.

"The timing begins!"

Yoshida Takuma and Cao Jisheng shouted at the same time.

Ichiro Fujiwara quickly squatted down and groped to open the boxes one by one.

He just sniffed it a little and then began to report the names of the medicinal materials.

"Yam, Chuanwu, Angelica, White Honey, Star Anise Maple..."

Huang Tai'an and a disciple of the Holy Medical Sect quickly recorded it.

But what surprised everyone was.

Yang Luo was still standing there, motionless.

"It's only ten minutes. Brother Yang shouldn't have to let him go, right?

If you lose, it will be no fun!”

Bujie asked blankly.

"Yes, yes!"

Prajna also nodded and said, "Ten minutes are too short!"

Xu Ying said: "If you don't give up, Prajna, don't worry.

Brother Yang did this, because he had absolute confidence in his own strength.

Secondly, it is to completely defeat these guys so that they can’t find any excuses to refuse to admit their accounts.”

No precepts and Prajna nodded slowly.

Su Qingmei looked at the calm man on the stage with bright eyes.

I don't know how many surprises this guy will bring to himself.

After waiting for five minutes.

Yang Luo finally moved!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!