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At this mont, Zhong Feng seed to beco like a child, due to overwhelming joy.

And in the Dragon Country's live streaming room, as soon as the cheering of the crowd was seen, it was known that Wang Ye's project had succeeded!

The live streaming room was, in just a mont, flooded with congratulatory ssages that completely covered the screen.

And after Zhong Feng's roar, all the ssages beca three words.

"I believe!"

"I believe!"

"I believe!"

After his successful completion, Wang Ye stood up, his black pupils reflecting the image of Zhong Feng, who was jubilantly dancing and gesturing. Despite his unrivaled strength and the distance between them, Wang Ye could still see the tears streaming from Zhong Feng's eyes as he danced and leaped for joy.

This elderly man had contributed so much to Dragon Country.

So, when he saw a new developnt in the Traditional Chinese dicine of Dragon Country, he was so moved that he shed tears.

Even when his own project had succeeded just monts before, he had not been as excited.

But now, as Wang Ye's project succeeded, he couldn't stop the tears welling in his eyes, letting them fall freely from their sockets.

Because Zhong Feng knew.

Wang Ye's new developnt and breakthrough represented not just a new breakthrough in Traditional Chinese dicine for Dragon Country but signified the rise of a new figure to carry the mantle, a newcor who could take his place.

And this newcor was even more skilled than he was!

He saw in Wang Ye the hope for the rise of Traditional Chinese dicine in Dragon Country!

Perhaps, Traditional Chinese dicine in Dragon Country could even surpass Western dicine in the future and beco the number one dical system in the world!

What he had not accomplished, Wang Ye might be able to achieve in his stead!

Wang Ye, looking at the teary-eyed Zhong Feng from a distance, still spoke to him through his lip movents:

"I have not let down your trust; you can trust a hundred percent."

However, it was certain that Zhong Feng couldn't see Wang Ye's lip movents.

But the netizens in the live streaming room could see them.

So netizens, reading Wang Ye's lips, typed out the words he had just said to Zhong Feng and sent them as ssages.

Very soon.

The live streaming room's ssages were again flooded with a new barrage of texts.

"You can always trust Wang Ye."

"You can always trust Wang Ye."

"..."

The competition continued.

But even though the competition went on, everyone in attendance already knew who would take the first and second place in this international dical competition.

The subsequent competition, to tell the truth, was just a formality.

Although the projects brought in by so of the titans of the dical community were indeed very good, the problem was that when their projects clashed with those of Wang Ye and Zhong Feng, they could only serve as a backdrop.

Bringing their projects to this competition and encountering Wang Ye and Zhong Feng was, in itself, a sad affair for them.

There was no helping it.

Whether it was Wang Ye or Zhong Feng, their performances in this arena were just too invincible.

...

In the evening.

Today was the first day of the competition.

But there were many participants, so it was impossible to finish the contest in just one day.

However, it seed that on just the first day of the competition, all the trump cards of this world international dical contest had been played, and the two strongest contestants had already been determined.

Thus, so of the participants walking on the street felt sowhat enclosed within themselves.

Previously, if everyone perford well, it was impossible to know who would be first until the last mont.

This naturally wouldn't affect one's mindset.

But now, whether it was Wang Ye or Zhong Feng, the two had perford so astonishingly well from the beginning that it affected everyone else.

Their performances were so dazzling that any discerning observer could tell at a glance that Wang Ye and Zhong Feng had already beco kings of this competition.

Wang Ye and Zhong Feng had returned to their lodgings quite early.

They were in their room, watching ani and chatting.

Zhong Feng seed full of joy, like it was New Year's, and with a heavy slap on Wang Ye's shoulder, he spoke up:

"You kid, although you always say you can surpass , in my opinion, you're at most a little bit stronger than ."

"But unexpectedly, you pulled out a royal flush on your first attempt, trumping all the contributions I've made over the years. Where does that leave my old face?"

Although Zhong Feng's tone was one of complaint, the smile on his face never left.

"I am very strong, I can't help it," Wang Ye shrugged his shoulders.

The standard Versailles response.

"It's a pity we can't drink, otherwise, I'd really like to have a few with you," Zhong Feng said, a hint of regret in his voice.

Knock knock knock.

As Wang Ye and Zhong Feng were talking, a knock at the door interrupted them, causing both to halt mid-conversation.

Wang Ye and Zhong Feng exchanged glances, with Zhong Feng feeling puzzled.

Who could it be, visiting them so late at night?

Wang Ye probably already knew who it was, but he didn't say anything outright, quietly glancing towards the door instead.

The bodyguard responsible for protecting Zhong Feng's safety opened the door, revealing Morse standing outside.

A look of 'I knew it' appeared on Wang Ye's face.

When Zhong Feng saw Morse, his expression imdiately turned sour.

The mory of Morse kidnapping him was still vivid and etched in his mind.

Upon seeing Morse, the expression on Zhong Feng's bodyguard's face also turned instantly cold:

"What are you doing here?"

Murderous intent erupted from the bodyguard, and Morse felt a terrifying sensation just from the murderous aura emanating from him.

But Morse endured.

Staring at Morse, Zhong Feng's bodyguard would have dealt with Morse on the spot if it weren't for the fact that killing was not permitted here.

Braving the murderous intent from Zhong Feng's bodyguard, Morse glanced at Wang Ye and spoke:

"After seeing Wang Ye's performance on stage today, I thought about what I had previously said to him."

"I realized my mistake, so I wanted to apologize to Wang Ye."

"Here we go," said Wang Ye to himself, the Dark Wing Angel Organization guys had co for him.

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