Hua Dongxu stood at another backstage exit, watching the silent elder on the stage, the excited students below, and the applause that threatened to deafen everyone.

It seemed that what was coming towards him wasn’t applause, but pressure, pressure strong enough to bow his straightened back.

He had already prepared himself before coming to the Celestial Dragon Continent; after all, it was someone else’s home ground, and that pressure was always present.

But Hua Dongxu hadn’t expected Zhao Xuefeng to stir such an atmosphere; this completely exceeded his expectations.

However, Hua Dongxu didn’t feel angry or find anything wrong with this. If the audience didn’t take Zhao Xuefeng’s words seriously, that would be the greatest tragedy of ancient medicine, wouldn’t it?

By bringing his team to the Celestial Dragon Continent this time, it clearly stirred the passion in Zhao Xuefeng and countless others from the Celestial Dragon Continent.

Perhaps from today onwards, the medical skills of the two countries will clash unprecedentedly, and what kind of sparks will be ignited is indeed something to look forward to.

Only with opponents in mind can one grow stronger.

Hua Dongxu liked this kind of competition, upright and dignified unlike those who wanted to erase ancient medicine from history.

"Whew~!"

When the applause in the audience finally dimmed a little, Hua Dongxu took a long breath and stepped onto the stage.

His breathing was no longer as steady as before, his mental state evidently affected.

Today, Hua Dongxu still wore a tuxedo suit, different from yesterday’s suit; this one had sequins and was more fitted, showcasing his exceptional temperament.

Clearly, he valued today’s competition greatly, even down to the details of his attire.

As Hua Dongxu took the stage, he attracted the gaze of many girls, who merely admired his looks and physique, feeling indifferent to someone challenging the Celestial Dragon Continent.

Clap clap clap...

Applause came from the audience, but it was sparse. The clappers were teachers and students from Xiaocheng Medical College and leaders from Kanyue City Medical University, of course, the latter was merely performing a formality.

Only the applause from these three hundred-plus people was pitifully small in the vast and noisy stadium.

"Hiss~"

A sound of boos rose across the scene, much louder than the applause.

Though strength is one thing, the psychological blow left members of Xiaocheng Medical College uneasy, their faces turning red.

Standing on stage, Hua Dongxu’s expression didn’t change much; in reality, he only felt a bit of disappointment.

Yes, just a bit.

He had long anticipated such a scenario; coming to someone else’s territory, how could he not face ridicule? If you have a fragile mind, you might as well stay home.

Lin Tian glanced at Hua Dongxu out of the corner of his eye and knew that he wasn’t much affected, instead earning more of Lin’s respect.

This kind of composure deserves to stand equal with my teacher.

In the backstage, Zhina watched the awkward scene on the screen, her face flushing with anger.

Holding her Apple phone, she almost wanted to smash it on Lin Tian’s head, breaking the screen to pieces.

That might vent her anger, but she’d still have to be on-site to watch the teacher’s competition. On second thought, backstage seemed more comfortable.

Lin Tian held the microphone and spoke to the audience below: "This is a fair competition, we all understand medical skills; you are both the audience and the judges, and everyone has their own scale. Today, the two teachers are competing in medical skills, medicine knows no borders, please also give Mr. Hua Dongxu some applause. That way, even if Mr. Zhao wins, no one will talk about it being unfair or disgraceful, right?"

Wow...

Applause sounded again, a scene of thousands clapping was very spectacular, stirring the emotions of anyone who saw it.

Zhao Xuefeng nodded at Lin Tian, greatly appreciating his approach.

Hua Dongxu cast a grateful glance at Lin Tian, for though this applause was solicited by Lin Tian, it was still meant for him.

Hua Dongxu stepped forward, bowing to the audience with a thirty-degree bend.

Bowing is an etiquette, especially on the Celestial Dragon Continent, where it carries significant meaning.

Earlier Zhao Xuefeng’s ninety-degree bow showed ample respect and gratitude. Hua Dongxu’s thirty-degree bow was merely expressing thanks; he didn’t need to bow ninety degrees.

As he stood up from the bow, applause erupted again, but this time Hua Dongxu’s face showed some embarrassment, as several shouts among the applause called out Lin Tian’s name instead, almost making him cough up blood.

It felt like the applause was meant for Lin Tian—how could this not be awkward?

Of course, there were only a few such shouts, they wouldn’t be so prominent in recorded footage.

Watching TV in the backstage, Zhina didn’t hear it, her lips curled slightly into an alluring smile.

"This Lin Tian isn’t that annoying after all."

...

This time on stage, primarily, the focus was on the medical skills competition. Initially, the school had considered having Zhao Xuefeng and Hua Dongxu give some speeches as part of the process.

However, both of them declined, instead just shared a few opening words, exchanged a friendly handshake, and began the competition.

The winner would be decided by the best of three matches, evaluating the four diagnostic methods: observation, listening, questioning, and palpation.’

These are the fundamentals of ancient medicine and H Medicine, for which Zhao Xuefeng had published several papers that caused a significant stir in the medical field.

Of course, the four diagnostics are merely fundamental skills, not what’s Zhao Xuefeng excels at the most. As for his specialty... he himself is uncertain.

Regarding the four diagnostics, Hua Dongxu has conducted extensive research as well, having read Zhao Xuefeng’s papers, gaining a lot, particularly from his teacher’s understanding of the diagnostics.

This challenge was also set by Hua Dongxu; if he didn’t have some assurance, he wouldn’t have chosen it.

Zhao Xuefeng naturally had no objections; what they compete in doesn’t make much of a difference to him.

Lin Tian announced the competition content to the audience, then said: "Now, I’ll randomly select two audience members to come up. Let me make it clear, there are fourteen thousand five hundred seats here, and people took their seats according to their arrival sequence, so there’s no cheating involved. Of course, if Mr. Hua Dongxu doesn’t trust me, the audience members can be called up by you."

Hua Dongxu smiled at Lin Tian and said, "I trust Mr. Lin’s character. You can call them."

"Alright." Lin Tian nodded, then continued: "I’ll now call two individuals; if anyone called doesn’t want to come up, then we’ll call someone else."

No one had any objections to this, nor would anyone refuse; getting to be on stage is quite fortunate, especially to have two famous doctors look at them.

In today’s fast-paced society, who doesn’t have a bit of sub-health state? Even if not, getting checked is still good, right?