Chapter 1058: Giving You a Bad Review

o my sword intent."As he spoke, he slowly drew his sword from its scabbard. The blade sang softly in his hand, a white light rippling along its length like water.Although the crowd was far from the pl...Park Jae-sang was absolutely furious. In his eyes, this was the ultimate insult to his pill.

Eating one's own poison and taking out napkins, then bringing out spoons and cutlery. What the heck Is this detoxification or dining

Just as he was lost in thought, Ye Bufan smacked his lips and frowned slightly.

"This poison isn't well-made, the taste isn't good at all, and the texture is particularly awful."

If you don't improve, with this kind of low-quality poison, I think many people would never touch it again after the first time, and I'd give you a bad review.

"I..."

Park Jae-sang swayed, almost collapsing to the ground.

"Damn it, I make poison, not food! One bite and you're dead, why would you want a second"

Bad review, bad review your sister!

Having swallowed my poison, you'll soon bleed from every orifice and die in agony. Before that happens, there won't even be time to utter a word.

When he was enraged and about to lose control, Ye Bufan didn't stop. Instead, he opened the second small porcelain bottle, took out the medicine inside, scooped a full spoonful, and swallowed it.

"Well! This tastes alright, much better than that one. It would be even tastier if it was fried a bit more."

Then he opened the third vial, which contained a number of rice-sized poison pills.

It was another heaping spoonful, sent straight into my mouth, chewing it with big bites.

"Not bad, not bad, quite crispy! But it's a bit too sweet, didn't you add honey"

"...I have to tell you, I'm not really into honey. Maybe we could switch it up a bit and add some hay instead..."

The fourth bottle, if you rinse this medicine with water, the taste should be good. It just looks slimy and not appealing to the eye.

As for the taste, it's best paired with barbecue and wine. I could manage a bowl if I had to, but any more would be too much. It gets a bit heavy after a while...

Ye Bufan ate through everything, commenting on each poison as he went. His demeanor was just like a food critic, reviewing the chef's creations.

Even the audience in the stands were dumbfounded this time, wasn't this match supposed to be about poisoning each other

Where's the thrills and chills you promised Where's the heart-stopping suspense It's suddenly turned into a food show!

The most stimulated was Park Jae-sang, he reached out and grabbed his hair, pulling it down in large handfuls.

These six bottles of poison were all self-brewed, and just one drop would be fatal upon contact.

Well, this guy eats it so easily, there's no difference between eating candy.

No, either the poison has expired or it's been tampered with, otherwise this wouldn't be possible.

To prove his guess, he picked up a small bottle that Ye Bufan had used and put a bit of the powder on his finger and tasted it.

"Poof..."

Although it was just a little, the poison in this drug was too strong. As soon as he took it, he spat out a mouthful of blood and started twitching and trembling uncontrollably. His whole body felt like it was about to explode with blood.

"No, this is real poison."

Park Jae-sang hurriedly took out the antidote from his pocket and swallowed it. He felt much better afterward.

He stared at the guy who was still munching and smacking his lips on the side, his face twitching. Now he was completely dumbfounded.

Before he could even react, all six vials of poison had been consumed.

Ye Bufan's expression was serene. If there was any change, it was a hint of intoxication, as if he still hadn't had enough.

"How are you Do you feel anything special"

Park Jae-sang still asked unwillingly.

Such a large dose of poison, if swallowed, would kill not just a cow, but an elephant or even a whale.

The taste is alright, overall it's good, but you can't get complacent, you must always try to improve it in the future.

Remember, texture is important. It's best if it can be crispier so that it gets good reviews.

Ye Bufan wore a serious expression and spoke earnestly, while Park Jae-sang stood there frozen.

These six highly poisonous concoctions were the culmination of a lifetime's work, meticulously crafted to be unmatched in their lethality. Yet here they were, consumed as mere snacks.

What's most heartbreaking is that while eating, they also give all sorts of comments and even complain that it's not crispy enough.

Ignoring Park Jae-sang's frantic pleas, Ye Bufan shook his head. He had orchestrated all of this deliberately, aiming to crush the confidence of Korean medicine practitioners.

Believe that after today, for at least a hundred years, Korean medicine won't dare to do such provocative things again.

The few vials of poison just now were completely useless against someone at the Nascent Soul stage.

Then he said in a didactic tone, "As a doctor, you need to take some responsibility. "

Since poison is meant to be eaten by others, one must pay attention to the taste. At the very least, it should lessen the pain when they die, so they don't suffer too much. This way, it would be more humane...

"Ahem..."

Park Jae-sang, fighting back the urge to charge in and fight desperately, asked, "These poisons, are you really okay after eating them"

Can't you tell that something is going on

Ye Bufan stood up, still jumping around on the platform, looking vigorous and full of life. This earned him laughter from the audience below.

After he did this, the Chinese side became incredibly relaxed and confident, while the Korean medical practitioners on the other hand were each looking like they had seen a ghost.

Damn it, this kind of reaction is an insult to poison itself, an insult to the Poison King, and an insult to traditional Chinese medicine.

There's nothing to be done, people are fine after eating it. Even if it infuriates me, it won't change anything.

Park Jae-sang's mouth hung open, but he couldn't utter a word.

According to the plan, it should be time for the other party to detoxify now, but with how things are going, is there even a need for detoxification

Ye Bufan said, "I've eaten your poison. Now it's time for you to taste mine."

"OK."

Park Jae-sang readily agreed. In his eyes, even if he couldn't poison the other person, the other person wouldn't be able to poison him either.

Firstly, not every doctor is skilled in toxicology. Secondly, the other party acted hastily and didn't have time to prepare poison beforehand, unlike themselves who had planned ahead.

Even a master alchemist wouldn't be able to concoct a highly potent poison in such a short time.

Moreover, after years of research and development in poisons, he had attained a profound mastery. Not only was he immune to them himself, but he was also the most skilled at detoxification.

If the other party can't do anything to themselves either, then at most it's a tie. At least it's some face-saving.

All eyes were on Ye Bufan, anticipating what kind of powerful poison he would produce.

To everyone's surprise, he simply picked up a bottle of mineral water and a paper cup that were already prepared on the referee's table and poured some tap water into the cup.

"Alright, drink up. But remember, we agreed, this is your own choice. Don't blame me if anything happens."

"I..."

Looking at the crystal clear mineral water in front of him, Park Jae-sang almost choked on his own blood.

Damn it, are you kidding me A glass of just-poured mineral water, this could kill me

The people below were also watching in amazement. What was going on Could it be that the Immortal Doctor, after winning two rounds in a row, felt embarrassed and started letting his opponent win this round

Even if you're letting them win, there are better ways to do it. At least give the other person a hawthorn berry pill to save face! What kind of cheap shot is this, just offering water

Alice couldn't believe it. She had just drunk from this bottle and there was nothing wrong with it, so how could it be poison

Ye Bufan glanced at Park Jae-sang, who was stunned: "Do you dare to drink If you're afraid, just admit defeat."

"I don't recognize you as my sister."

If you're not even willing to drink a cup of water, how can you face the world How can you be called the "King of Medicine"

Park Jae-sang grabbed a paper cup and gulped down the contents.n using weapons.Even those around him, probably hadn't seen him use his celestial sword in several millennia, and this time the target was a young man in his twenties.Yuan Futong no longer cared about...