The Truce Pavilion is located in the northwest corner of the battlefield.

Anyone who participates in the competition can rest here, and the high altitude is also the best place to watch the game.

A few bottles of osmanthus wine were placed on the stone table of the pavilion, and as soon as Lin Ye walked in, he smelled a smell of wine coming to his face, and then frowned and said: "Who is so Yaxing, he can actually drink alcohol in the early stage of the competition!"

Before the words fell, more contestants suddenly came up to them and shook hands with Lin Ye one after another, and the scene was extremely embarrassing for a while.

"You are the latest chief, we have heard your name for a long time, as the saying goes, it is better to see than to hear, today I saw you domineering, and you are really the dragon and phoenix among people!"

"Just joined the army to be able to participate in the army's martial arts competition, it can be said that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, it seems that we are all old, everything can only be handed over to the next generation, you young people!"

"Brother, you are participating in the competition for the first time, you don't recognize life and death in this ring, you only recognize the only fruit of victory, you must be very careful, you must shoot when you should shoot, and you must not show mercy!"

The unfamiliar faces around him kept coming, and Lin Ye was overwhelmed for a while.

Most of the crowd came by hearing his name, and they didn't have any contact with Lin Ye on weekdays, just to see what this new star in the army looked like.

Lin Ye was busy coping, and at the same time, the more he walked inside, the more he felt the smell of wine was extremely strong.

"Sir, this is so fragrant, I really want to take a sip of wine before the game!" said a soldier following behind Lin Ye.

Lin Ye looked at him coldly, and immediately said: "If you want to drink, when the game is over, you have to drink enough, now you must give me a drop of alcohol!"

Even if Lin Ye didn't say it, everyone understood this truth.

Drinking alcohol in the early stages of a race is a big no-no in itself.

But when he came to the pavilion, he saw a young man dressed in snow-white clothes, as if he was not a firework in the world, holding a jade flute in his hand, blowing a sad song, and pinning a black wine gourd to his waist.

"My name is Monette, is my brother interested? Listen to my song and drink with me?" The young man named Monette looked amiable with a smile on his face.

The wine in his hand had already been raised, and Lin Ye refused at the moment: "I'm really sorry for this brother, we won't drink before the game, we appreciate your kindness!"

After Lin Ye said this, he saw that the other party drank most of the wine in the wine gourd in one gulp.

Then he sat up and chatted with Lin Yetian all over the world, taking a sip of wine every time he said a few words, as if language had become a drink.

In less than a moment, the wine in the jug had been completely drained, and I saw Monette holding the wine gourd and waving it in the air and saying, "Come to the heaven and earth!"

The flask was then placed back in front of it. The drinks inside were actually full!

"As an officer, Monette is not to be underestimated, he won the runner-up in the military competition last year, but he is kind and can make friends!" a soldier reminded behind him.

Lin Ye replied with a low smile: "I can see that the person who drank before the competition is really heroic, and the wine in his hand is not brewed, it can absorb the tacit understanding between heaven and earth with its own strength, and transform it into a liquid drink, which is simply amazing!"

Everyone only knew one and didn't know the other, and when they heard Monet's skills, they showed a look of great surprise on their faces.

Monette stood up, held Lin Ye's hand and said with a smile: "A glance at the mystery, worthy of you, I have heard of your name a long time ago, and I have admired it for a long time, I don't care if you don't study it, but if the game is over, we must have a good meal!"

Lin Ye clasped his hands into fists as a gesture of politeness, and Monette drank the wine in the wine gourd again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the game is about to start, why is there so Yaxing, ouch, isn't this Monet, you, last year's runner-up, must be merciful, I can't bear your boxing!"

The two of them clasped hands tightly like good friends, especially Negal, who actually drank two glasses with Monette without saying a word.

As he spoke, Lin Ye stared at a woman behind Negal, looking extremely strange.

In the demon world, everyone is dressed very strangely, but this woman is like a fairy of the Seven Heavens, dressed in a cyan and white veil, holding a bottle of elixir jade leaves in her hand, if it weren't for the cold expression on her face, she would even think that she had met Guanyin.

"Don't look at it, that woman is very powerful, there are not many people who can be on an equal footing with a few of us, and that woman is the first to bear the brunt. ”

"That woman's name is Xiu Lulu, she always feels like a fairy, usually silent, but she will never show mercy when she moves, you can be careful!"

Sure enough, Xiu Lulu walked into the crowd and sat down slowly in the corner alone, not participating in anyone's conversation.

The crowd around them who were busy patting their ass, and they could only keep silent the moment they saw Xiu Lulu.

As the crowd grew, the surroundings were even more lively, and even a few spectators mixed in and began to cheer for the contestants.

"Who do you say has any hope of winning the championship this year, show me how many people in our Demon Legion can bear the brunt of the potential stocks!"

"Xiu Lulu must be one of them, don't look at that woman doesn't squeak, but her strength should not be underestimated, and Monette will definitely not be able to run, this guy is a wine, the more Mengzi drinks, the more he can fight!"

"The new officer is definitely a dark horse, I will definitely block him, and the thief-eyed Negal is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, in addition, the last one allowed is the guy who was beaten by the newcomer a few days ago, and the bad guy is also a broken realm!"

The discussion is getting louder.

As the bell rings for the match, the first list to play has appeared on the ring screen.

Xiu Lulu suddenly flew into the ring.

Monette smiled slightly, swallowed a sip of wine, and said, "I don't know which unlucky person met Xiu Lulu just after he came on the field, I'm afraid he won't be able to last a few seconds!"

Lin Ye no longer paid attention to the crowd and quickly shifted his gaze to the ring.

I saw that Xiu Lulu's opponent was a young man over 1.8 meters tall, holding a long whip tightly in his hand.

The spirit of the giant python in the mountain was instantly revealed, and the young man used all his strength as soon as he made a move, without sparing.

"That kid has a good life, but it's a pity that he met the wrong opponent!" even Negal sighed.

Lin Ye turned around and found that the competition had ended in an instant!

The kung fu competition that was just saying one more word actually ended because of this, and I saw Xiu Lulu walking slowly in the ring of the competition, looking fairy-like.

As an opponent, he was extremely miserable, standing motionless in place, his whole body was already soaked by the rain, and he no longer had any strength, and he lay on the ground unconscious!