Chapter 285 - Got the Craftsman Doctor's Qualification Certificate

Chapter 285 Got the Craftsman Doctor's Qualification Certificate

The first thing that caught their eye was the Ranking List Of The Most Powerful Martial Arts Practitioners.

When they saw the list, everyone was in shock.

The top one on the list was a brand new name—John Doe.

Number one: John Doe.

Strength: Unknown.

Identity: Unknown.

Record: He defeated a Grade-three Martial Superior with the highest strength as a martial arts practitioner.

While seeing this, everyone was dumbfounded.

It was true?! He really defeated a Grade-three Martial Superior with the highest strength as a martial arts practitioner.

That was insane!

The news was like a bomb exploding on the Wulin online forum. They started to discuss fiercely.

"Even the official record admitted it?"

"The ranking list records absolutely real information. It was shown on the official record, so it's true. Oh my god!"

"But how is it possible?"

"It's horrible!"

"How can this be? What did I just see? A Grade-three Martial Superior was beaten by a martial arts practitioner. Is this in the real world?"

"Even if it's on the list, it's not necessarily true. The Martial Arts Practitioners List is just an averaged list. The List of Martial Superiors will be more persuasive. Since this John Doe is so powerful, he must have his name on the Martial Superiors List. Let's check that out."

When that came out, many people agreed.

Then, countless people flocked to The List of Martial Superiors and began to search for his name.

Same as The Martial Arts Practitioners List, there were 5,000 places on the List of Martial Superiors.

Every person on the list had some personal information on file.

Soon, someone found John Doe on the list.

No. 3,123: John Doe

The information under the ranking was the same as the No.1 on the Martial Arts Practitioners List.

When they kept looking on the list, they found that Zhou Jin was a Grade-three Martial Superior.

And John Doe was a martial arts practitioner.

It shocked all the people on the Wulin online forum.

The List of Martial Superiors had great credibility in the martial arts circle because the results of the ranking were researched by the forum's operator himself. It couldn't be wrong.

But even so, people found it hard to accept this fact.

Not only did people who were Grade-one or Grade-two Martial Superiors feel unacceptable, but also people who reached the peak of martial arts practitioner level didn't want to believe that John Doe was more powerful than them.

Every practitioner who reached the peak had incomparably strong self-confidence, thinking that they were one of the kind in the martial arts world. The appearance of John Doe completely changed everyone's view about the peak of the martial arts practitioner level.

There were serious debates on the forum.

Practitioners from all over the world gathered on the post, questioning fiercely.

On the other side, people who had watched the battle showed up on the forum and told them what they saw. Some of them even called Elder Yi.

They called him not only because Elder Yi was a leading figure in the Jiangjing martial arts circle but also because the battle was held in his manor and he was the witness.

As a result, all they got proved that this thing was real.

But even so, there were still a lot of people who didn't want to believe it.

No one could deny that the fact was too intimidating.

Even with the endorsement of the Wulin online forum and the proof of many people present in the manor, they wouldn't believe it.

Eventually, in order to avoid the fierce conflicts of practitioners between Jiangjing and other places, Elder Yi had to appear in person.

He sent out a post on the forum.

"It's true. Those who don't believe can come and see it!"

In the post, Elder Yi just cut to the chase and simply confirmed the existence of the mysterious man. He stated that the mysterious man defeated a Grade-three Martial Superior. And he also announced that the consultation meeting would be held in his manor next Thursday. The mysterious man promised that he would show up in the next meeting, so he asked those who had doubts about John Doe to come to the meeting.

As soon as this post went out, it became the focus of heated debate among practitioners across the country.

When people learned that the mysterious man would show up next Thursday, they were all excited and wanted to battle with him.

They wanted to see if the mysterious man lived up to his name.

Normally Elder Yi wouldn't involve in such a conflict. But things got out of control this time, he had to say something as a senior in the Jiangjing martial arts circle.

Of course, more importantly, the mysterious man demanded a master at the meeting next week.

It was easy to find a master.

Since the matter had caused such a stir and attracted the attention of people all over the country, Elder Yi decided to go with the flow and publicize the meeting, which could make those who judged the mysterious man come to the meeting.

Through doing this, he could settle the argument of the practitioners, meet the mysterious man's demand and even invite warriors from all over the country to come and exchange ideas contributing to the Jiangjing martial arts circle's development.

"To kill three birds with one stone. Why not?" Elder Yi thought.

However, the fierce arguments on the forum and terrified practitioners had nothing to do with Fang Qiu.

After leaving the manor, Fang Qiu went back to school, changed his clothes, and went to his dormitory to sleep.

He was still having his lessons in school.

At the weekend, he took a two-day holiday to read the textbooks carefully and reviewed his lessons, because next week there would be exams of various subjects in the school.

Although he was confident that he would pass the exam, Fang Qiu didn't dare to be careless and reviewed all the knowledge.

Time flew.

In the blink of an eye, it was Thursday again.

In the afternoon, Fang Qiu came out of the examination room and reached out his arms to stretch under the bright and warm sunshine.

All the exams were coming to an end.

There was only one last exam left. After the exam tomorrow, he could finally go home for the holidays and celebrating the new year.

"I'd better get something to eat first," Fang Qiu murmured.

Looking at the examination room, Fang Qiu grinned when he saw his classmates still testing and then headed to the canteen.

"It's great. I can leave earlier after taking an exam. And I don't have to wait in line to get the meal." He thought.

Fang Qiu then came to the canteen.

He got a fresh meal and took a seat near the door.

"Dee-dee-dee..."

Just as he was about to eat, his phone rang.

When he took out the phone, Fang Qiu saw that it was a strange number from Jiangjing city, so he immediately picked up without hesitation.

"Hello?" he said.

"Is it Fang Qiu?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the line.

"Yes, and you are?" he asked.

"Hello," the man on the other end of the line laughed and said, "I am a staff member of the Jiangjing City Chinese Medicine Association. My surname is Ma. You can call me Mr. Ma."

"Yes, Mr. Ma." Fang Qiu nodded.

"I'm calling to tell you that you've passed the examination. Congratulations!"

Mr. Ma said, "You can come and get your certificate anytime."

"Oh." Fang Qiu nodded happily.

He could become a real craftsman doctor after getting the certificate.

With this certificate, he could learn more things about medicine.

The most important thing was the treasure book.

To be a craftsman doctor meant that he had the right to trade the treasure book with others.

"I wonder if I can get a treasure book like Theory of Bonesetting."

"I'll be there in a minute, thank you, Mr. Ma," said Fang Qiu hurriedly.

He then hung up the phone.

After a quick meal, Fang Qiu rushed to the Jiangjing City Chinese Medicine Association.

It was only 11:30 a.m, half an hour before the formal recess. The lunchtime and break lasted until 2 p.m.

Fang Qiu got two and a half hours.

That was plenty of time to get the certificate.

About ten minutes later, Fang Qiu arrived at the Association's building.

This time, he didn't need to wait.

As soon as he arrived, he was taken directly to the conference room on the third floor.

In the conference room, several old men were waiting.

They smiled while seeing him. "Fang Qiu, you got skills."

Looking at Fang Qiu, the round-faced elder opened his mouth and said, "After a week of observation by our association, twenty-four patients you treated have been cured, and you have proved to us with your strength that you can win the medal of a craftsman doctor."

As he spoke, the round-faced old man opened a wooden box on the table and took out a plate.

It turned out to be a bronze medal that had gold inlaid with jade.

It looked like the medal in an international competition, but it was thinner. If replaced to jade, it was the same as the jade pendant which rich people would wear in their belts in ancient times.

"Take the plate," said the round-faced old man.

Fang Qiu came forward to receive the plate.

After he took the medal and looked at it carefully, he found that the front of the medal was engraved with the image of Shen Nong, while the back was engraved with the word "craftsman".

"Congratulations on becoming a craftsman doctor." The round-faced old man beamed.

"Thank you, seniors." Fang Qiu smiled and bowed his head.

"Hmm." The round-faced old man nodded his head with satisfaction and then added, "In addition, in view of your excellent performance in the examination, we have agreed to allow you to choose a book from the archives of our association."

As Fang Qiu heard that, his eyes brightened. "Is it the treasure book?" Fang Qiu asked.

"You know the treasure book?" the round-faced old man asked in surprise.

"Yes." Fang Qiu smiled and nodded.

"Yes, you're right," the round-faced old man nodded his head and said, "only the treasure book can enter the archives of our association. But even though it is a treasure book, there are not many of them. There are only three, and you can only choose one of them."

"Thank you." Fang Qiu nodded his head and showed his gratitude.

"All right, follow me."

As he spoke, the round-faced old man stood up and led Fang Qiu to a room on the corner of the third floor, which seemed to have been shut up for a long time.

The old man opened the door and entered. From the outside, it looked like a room that had been shut for a long time, but it was very clean inside.

In the room, there were no bookshelves, only a table.

On the table, there were three books.

Each book was giving a sense of indescribable vicissitudes.

"Make your choice," said the round-faced old man, pointing to the three books.