Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 867 - 867 867 How Sad How Lamentable!

867: Chapter 867: How Sad, How Lamentable!

867: Chapter 867: How Sad, How Lamentable!

Apart from the two contestants who advanced due to their opponents’ withdrawal, only Chi Zihuan and Yin Jin, and Qin Han and An Zimo, remained in the arena.

Chi Zihuan and Yin Jin almost simultaneously ingested each other’s toxic substances and then almost simultaneously took the antidotes they had crafted.

The second elder looked at the two racing against time, then observed their faces returning to normal from black almost simultaneously.

He shook his head helplessly and said, “You two were almost exactly the same; this round is a tie!”

Chi Zihuan smiled at Yin Jin and said, “Senior Brother Yin, your poison was formidable.

I almost couldn’t figure out an antidote!”

“Yours was even more formidable.

Didn’t you see that I only managed to craft an antidote at the very end?” Yin Jin replied with a smile.

The second elder interrupted and said, “Alright, you two, enough with the mutual compliments.”

The two smiled at each other and then looked at Qin Han and An Zimo in the arena.

“Why aren’t you eating?” An Zimo said coldly.

Qin Han smiled faintly, picked up the poison from the wooden box, and stuffed it into his mouth.

While eating, he muttered to himself, “The effect is average, the taste is also average.

Even an idiot would know this is poison.

How do you expect to poison anyone like this?”

“The poison I crafted is not supposed to taste like candy!” An Zimo retorted with a cold snort.

At this moment, the second elder spoke, “An Zimo, don’t delay any longer.

Quickly ingest the poison crafted by Qin Han.”

How could he not see that An Zimo was intentionally delaying, making Qin Han take the poison first?

If Qin Han failed to neutralize it, An Zimo would win without having to ingest Qin Han’s poison.

This behavior made the second elder deeply disdainful.

Hearing this, An Zimo gritted his teeth and shoved the poison from the wooden box into his mouth.

To his surprise, there was a faint hint of a pleasant fragrance upon entry.

Just as An Zimo braced himself for the effects of the poison crafted by Qin Han, he realized that nothing happened at all.

A look of ecstatic joy appeared on An Zimo’s face immediately after: the poison had failed!

Qin Han’s poison had failed!

It wasn’t toxic at all!

He then looked at Qin Han with shining eyes, only to see Qin Han casually picking an herb from the ones provided by the Tang Clan and placing it in his mouth.

After consuming the herb, Qin Han said to the second elder, “I’ve neutralized it!”

In truth, Qin Han was already immune to all kinds of poisons; the third round of the poison contest posed no difficulty to him at all.

The disciples participating in this poison contest were not from any prominent families, and their crafted poisons were nothing more than ordinary toxins.

Naturally, they posed no threat to Qin Han.

With a face full of disbelief, An Zimo shouted, “How is that possible?

You neutralized my poison with just a random herb?”

“You crafted the poison yourself; don’t you know whether it’s been neutralized or not?” Qin Han said indifferently.

The second elder glanced at An Zimo, then walked up to Qin Han, examined his complexion and eyes, and said, “The poison has been neutralized.”

Seeing his poison neutralized by Qin Han so easily made An Zimo feel unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

Besides, since Qin Han’s poison had failed, this round could at best be considered a tie.

“My poison has also been neutralized!” An Zimo stated.

Upon hearing this, Qin Han sneered and said, “What boasting!”

“What did you say?

If I hadn’t neutralized the poison, why would I be fine?” An Zimo insisted, convinced that Qin Han’s poison had failed.

The second elder shook his head at An Zimo and said to Qin Han, “Hurry up; there’s still more competition.”

Hearing this, An Zimo looked at the second elder with indignation, wondering why the second elder had been favoring Qin Han since the poison contest began.

Qin Han looked at An Zimo and said, “Are you sure you don’t want to admit defeat?”

“Why should I admit defeat?” An Zimo said disdainfully.

The next moment, everyone saw Qin Han balloon his palms together and then forcefully clap them, creating a loud “dong” sound.

Following the “dong” sound, An Zimo suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he began convulsing all over.

The crowd below the stage was shocked at An Zimo’s condition.

“What kind of poison is this?

The caster can even control it!”

“From An Zimo’s appearance, it seems like his eyes have already rolled back.

He can’t even stand, let alone detoxify himself.”

Wang Pingchuan looked at An Zimo on the stage and said, “People, the scariest thing is when they lack self-awareness!”

Tang Liuyu stood up in disbelief and murmured, “Is this the Tang Clan’s legendary poison—Three Echo Drums?”

“What?

Three Echo Drums?”

“How…

how is that possible?”

The younger disciples were bewildered upon hearing Three Echo Drums, while some elders were utterly shocked.

“It really is the Tang Clan’s legendary poison—Three Echo Drums?”

“Oh my god, we actually got to see the Three Echo Drums in action!”

Chi Zihuan and Yin Jin also looked at Qin Han in shock, not expecting him to be able to craft the Three Echo Drums.

It should be noted that the Tang Clan’s legendary poison—Three Echo Drums—was originally created to punish traitors of the Tang Clan but later became a deadly tool for assassinations.

At a certain point in history, the term “Three Echo Drums” would cause anyone in the martial arts world to turn pale.

“How could this be?

He’s not even a Tang Clan disciple.

How could he know the crafting method for Three Echo Drums?” Chi Zihuan murmured.

Yin Jin, equally shocked, said, “Even the Tang Clan doesn’t have the recipe for the Three Echo Drums.

Where on earth did Qin Han obtain it?”

The great elder and a few others were all excited when they saw An Zimo suffering from the poisoning.

They weren’t thrilled by An Zimo’s misfortune but by the chance to witness the effects of the Three Echo Drums!

“It’s exactly like the symptoms recorded in the ancient texts!” the great elder said excitedly.

The third elder grabbed the great elder excitedly and said, “Boss, did Qin Han just promise to give us the recipe for the Three Echo Drums?”

“He did, he did!” the great elder nodded affirmatively.

The fourth elder murmured, “We finally recovered a recipe in our generation.”

At this moment, Qin Han glanced at An Zimo on the ground and said faintly, “Couldn’t even withstand the first wave?”

The second elder quickly came to Qin Han’s side and said, “Qin Han, after all, there’s no deep hatred between you two.

How about…”

“He’s provoked me several times; let him suffer a bit.” Qin Han said indifferently.

Hearing this, the second elder looked at Qin Han with a complicated expression.

Qin Han then said with a cold snort, “When I punished Han Yi of Korea that day, he managed to hold on until the second wave.

Yet, this Tang Clan disciple, who has passed two rounds of poison contests, couldn’t even withstand the first wave.”

“How pitiful, how lamentable!”