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Chapter 1063: Chapter 1061: Overbearing Arrogance

”The patient suffers from...”

Xiao Yifeng didn’t bother with pleasantries with Hua Hai and directly rattled off a string of illnesses in one go.

Finally, Xiao Yifeng listed no less than fifty-one ailments, leaving everyone present agape with astonishment.

Even Hua Guowei and Sun Jingfang were completely dumbstruck.

”How... how is that possible?”

Seeing Xiao Yifeng list fifty-one ailments in one breath, the smug expression on Hua Hai’s face instantly solidified.

”The patient has a total of fifty-one illnesses, I haven’t made a mistake, have I?”

Xiao Yifeng said, his lips curling with a playful smile, finding the competition utterly unchallenging for himself.

He possessed a pair of Clairvoyant Divine Eyes, with which a single glance laid bare any malady, as easy as if he were cheating.

”That’s correct, not a single mistake!”

Hua Guowei’s eyes twinkled before he finally stated in a deep voice.

Upon hearing Hua Guowei’s affirmation, everyone present was thoroughly shocked, each with a look of disbelief.

This time, even the old curmudgeons of the Traditional Chinese Medicine community, those professors, were staring at Xiao Yifeng with slack jaws, utterly astounded by him.

”To have gotten them all right, how is this possible? Even I could only discern thirty illnesses. If I didn’t trust Elder Hua for being a person of integrity, I would’ve definitely believed you had given this guy inside information, leaking the answers to him in advance,” Sun Jingfang said, visibly shaken.

At this moment, Hua Guowei also wore a look of surprise when gazing at Xiao Yifeng, clearly, he hadn’t expected Xiao Yifeng to discern all fifty-one ailments so easily, seemingly without any effort or tools, in such a relaxed manner.

One had to know that even he himself had spent three days, along with the vice presidents of the four major Traditional Chinese Medicine Associations, to diagnose all fifty-one illnesses in this man’s body.

Now, Xiao Yifeng had rapidly and succinctly listed all fifty-one illnesses, making Hua Guowei wonder if Xiao Yifeng might have known the answers beforehand, otherwise, it was unfathomable.

As for Yun Xiu, he was looking at Xiao Yifeng with clear admiration, as if filled with utmost confidence in him.

”We can announce the results now, can’t we.”

Xiao Yifeng said indifferently.

”Currently, I announce the winners advancing from the second round are Xiao Yifeng, Jiang Hao, Guo Tao, Hua Hai, and Liu Fan, among whom Xiao Yifeng from the Tianhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association has diagnosed all correctly.”

Hua Guowei declared.

”Well done, Little Feng!”

Han Jianbin said with a smiling face, very excited, while Han Zixuan, although eliminated, showed a small smile on her face.

At this moment, all the reporters and media cameras were trained on Xiao Yifeng, the dark horse who emerged in the Traditional Chinese Medicine competition, advancing from both rounds with completely accurate judgments, truly a major dark horse of this competition.

In an instant, all attention in this session of the Traditional Chinese Medicine competition focused on Xiao Yifeng. After today, Xiao Yifeng was destined to become a renowned name in China’s Traditional Chinese Medicine community.

”What’s the last round about? Let’s finish it quickly so I can wrap this up!”

Xiao Yifeng said, pursing his lips.

”The third round involves using Traditional Chinese Medicine techniques to help five three-hundred-pound individuals lose weight in the shortest time possible. The one who enables the most weight loss without harming the body wins.”

Hua Guowei explained as five people even rounder than Qian Duoduo stepped forward, each one weighing over three hundred pounds, sturdy and robust.

”Let me go first then!”

Xiao Yifeng took the lead, walking up to one of the fat men. His hands moved swiftly, slapping the fat man’s body repeatedly.

Slap, slap, slap!

The crisp sounds of slapping echoed as Xiao Yifeng’s hands continuously struck the fat man’s body, causing his fatty flesh to quiver violently.

”What is this guy doing? Does he really think he can slap the fat off this man? How bizarre!”

Jiang Hao and the others watched Xiao Yifeng’s actions with sneers on their faces, while the rest of the onlookers also failed to understand what Xiao Yifeng was trying to accomplish.

”What on earth is this guy doing?”

Jiang Hai and Hua Chun looked on bewildered at Xiao Yifeng’s technique.

”This must be some sort of special traditional Chinese medical practice.”

Hua Guowei spoke solemnly, his eyes shining with interest.

”Could it actually be the ’Sticky Hands Eighteen Slaps’? How is that possible?”

At that moment, Sunx Jingfang’s eyes flashed with shock as he observed Xiao Yifeng.

”What’s ’Sticky Hands Eighteen Slaps’?”

Hua Guowei and the others turned their eyes to Sunx Jingfang.

”’Sticky Hands Eighteen Slaps’ is an ancient Chinese medicinal technique that has long been lost. It involves a special method of slapping the patient that can rapidly and effectively treat certain ailments.”

”At the same time, it can also cause the rapid breakdown of fat in obese individuals, achieving maximum weight loss. This method has been lost for a long time, I have only seen it mentioned in ancient medical texts and never thought I would be fortunate enough to witness it with my own eyes today.”

Sunx Jingfang expressed his amazement.

”It looks like Little Feeng will be the victor again in this round of the competition.”

Yun Xiu spoke with a smile, while Jiang Hai and Hua Chun had extremely displeased expressions on their faces.

Slap, slap, slap!

The series of crisp slaps continued as Xiao Yifeng’s hands kept striking the fat man’s body, making it seem like the flesh might just fall off.

After several minutes, Xiao Yifeng stopped slapping and then drew several silver needles, puncturing them into the man’s body.

Shortly after the silver needles were inserted, the fat man started to sweat profusely, as copious amounts of grease began to ooze from his body, to the shock of everyone present.

Ten minutes later, the fat man’s clothing was soaked with grease and sweat, and Xiao Yifeng removed all the silver needles from his body.

”Give him a wash and see how much weight he has lost,”

Xiao Yifeng spoke indifferently.

The fat man was then taken away, washed, changed into fresh clothes, and brought back out.

When the people present saw the fat man, their eyes were filled with shock. The man had slimmed down significantly, and it looked as though his excess fat had disappeared.

Eventually, the results of the fat man’s weight loss were revealed: he had lost an incredible fifty pounds.

In less than half an hour, to lose fifty pounds – this result stunned everyone present, and people like Jiang Hao were left gaping in disbelief.

”Indeed, it’s none other than the ’Sticky Hands Eighteen Slaps.’ The effect is truly impressive!”

Sunx Jingfang exclaimed, while Hua Guowei’s gaze sparkled.

”Anyone here who can make these remaining fat men lose fifty pounds can have the first place in this Traditional Chinese Medicine Association competition. If not, let’s not waste any more time and just announce the results and give me the award,”

Xiao Yifeng said with his hands in his pockets, a haughty and domineering look on his face.