The whole audience was in an uproar!
"Yeah! I knew Master was the best!" Yin Xilin jumped up excitedly from her seat, almost crying with joy.
It wasn’t just her; all the fellow apprentices of the dicine Sect were thrilled, especially Nie Yuan, who finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Chenghong nodded with a smile, looking at An Yiqing on the stage, his eyes filled with pride and satisfaction.
Everyone was still imrsed in shock and hadn’t yet recovered. An Yiqing won? The judges apologized to her?
The way everyone looked at An Yiqing changed. In all the years of the dical exchange competition, such a situation had never occurred! To make several Taishan Beidou of the judges collectively apologize — what an honor!
Everyone had already anticipated that even if the dicine Sect didn’t win the championship this ti, An Yiqing’s future was set for a teoric rise!
Even a blind person could see how much the judges’ representative appreciated An Yiqing! It’s said that this old professor loves to recruit talent everywhere to beco his students. The way he was looking at An Yiqing was probably more tender than the way he would look at his own grandson!
Remarkable! Truly remarkable!
"Now that the patient’s physical examination results are out, the previous score of the dicine Sect was incorrect. After unanimous discussion by the judging panel just now, we will now announce the final score for the dicine Sect today—" The judges’ representative glanced at An Yiqing, who was confidently composed, and announced in a deep, strong voice, "The final total score for the dicine Sect today is 38.9! Contestant An Yiqing, your diagnostic report is almost perfect, but due to a minor error, the judges deducted 0.1 point. Do you have any objections?"
An Yiqing responded with a slight smile, "No objections, thank you to all the judges."
The judges’ representative nodded in satisfaction, giving An Yiqing a look that said, "You know your place."
The crowd, which had been petrified, suddenly ca back to their senses, and the arena erupted in excitent once again!
38.9 points, the highest score among the twenty-three participating teams! It’s a full 0.6 points higher than the previously top-scoring Jiqi Team!
You have to understand, the participants in the dical competition are all elite experts in the dical field. To avoid making everyone look too bad, the judges are not stingy when it cos to awarding points. This results in relatively small score differences between the teams. Especially among the top few, the differences are usually just 0.1 or 0.2 points. A score difference of 0.6 points between the first and second places has never happened before!
Not to ntion the score disparity between the dicine Sect and the Poison dicine Sect as well as other teams!
In the arena, the mood of the dicine Sect’s mbers was in stark contrast with that of the Poison dicine Sect and the Genesis Team. The teams that were previously acting smug and condescending all looked downcast, their faces dark. They had all confidently criticized An Yiqing as arrogant and dismissive. Now that the results were out, the sound of slap-faced reversals echoed throughout the arena.
"Does anyone have any other opinions about the score for the dicine Sect team?" the judges’ representative asked.
Opinions? Who would dare have an opinion? An Yiqing diagnosed a rare cellular hyperplasia disease with just a few silver needles. If you have sothing to say, why don’t you co up and make a diagnosis!
The contestants who had been the most boisterous before all pretended to be ostriches, keeping silent.
In this competition, An Yiqing made a strong coback with her formidable strength and unwavering persistence!
She was the true winner of this competition!
Now that everything was resolved, it was ti for the event to end. However, the judges kept dawdling without announcing the end, occasionally and intentionally glancing at An Yiqing.
An Yiqing elegantly rolled her eyes, "Judges, it’s ti to wrap it up. It’s almost 8 o’clock, and everyone should go have dinner."
As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of growling stomachs ca from the guest seats and the competition area one after another.
The judges chuckled awkwardly, nudging each other, and in the end, ungraciously pushed the judges’ representative forward.
"Ahem, contestant An Yiqing, you have already diagnosed the patient’s illness, but as for the treatnt..." He looked up at the dicine Cauldron that An Yiqing had brought out, his aning clear.
"Is this what you were concerned about?" An Yiqing asked with so amusent.
"Ahem, you previously promised in front of everyone to use ancient dicine thods to cure the patient, so you must keep your word," the judges’ representative said, clearing his throat.
An Yiqing smirked, lightly biting her lip, "Oh, professor, I never intended to back out. I was planning to let the event end so everyone could go eat, and I would treat the patient here by myself. It’s already 8 o’clock; if I keep holding people up, there might be complaints."
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