The smashed bottles and spilled liquor were quickly cleaned up and two bottles were replaced. In front of each of www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion was a transparent crystal cup as high as the palm of a hand.

After seeing Hall Addison's magnanimity of smashing the two crystal bottles without changing his face, the transparent crystal cup can no longer arouse everyone's curiosity, and the bald man laughed and said: "Brother Hall, such a small cup, I am afraid it is not enjoyable." ”

Hall Addison smiled: "Don't underestimate this dark hell agave, the first time I drank it, I used a big bowl, three bowls down, and slept for a whole day." ”

"Is there such a god?"

"In this way, let's change the constitution and talk about nothing else today, just drink. There are thirty bottles of Dark Hell Tequila, and I count them as five bottles per person. If anyone can kill these five bottles, the black crystal bottle and the crystal cup, in two hours, I will give them all, and ten more!"

The three of them clapped the case: "This is what you said!"

The three people who couldn't help but stand up, one was a bald and bald man, one was a nose-piercing man, and the other was actually Travers.

"Of course. However, I can say that this wine is fierce, and ordinary people can't tame her. Three, be careful. ”

Whitebeard looked at a few of his eager subordinates, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that my old bones are weak, let the young man try it?"

"That's nature. As long as you don't change people halfway, it counts the same. ”

A sturdy young man beside the white-bearded man was overjoyed when he heard this, he was the chief's nephew, he was not very old, but he was the leading old wine worm in the tribe, and when he heard that he could do it, he couldn't help but lick his lips, and he looked eager to try.

Seeing that he looked anxious, his bald head and bald eyebrows couldn't help but smile: "Then let the young man try it first, young man, it's up to you." ”

With a slight wave of his hand, several samurai came up with a few plates of barbecue. He said: "Everyone, this wine is too powerful to drink on an empty stomach, so it's good to eat a few bites to cushion your stomach first." ”

The sturdy young man waved his hand: "No, I haven't drunk any wine?"

In the distance, in front of the True Vision Circle, Riley asked, "What should I do if I really come across something that I can drink?"

George said: "Can you drink it? The alcohol made by the Nozik people is about three to five degrees, and the dark hell agave that is purified and distilled is at least fifty-three degrees or more. Hall Addison, this old guy, is ruthless enough. ”

"What if you could drink it all?"

"Wouldn't that be better? Can he look at any other wine? Take the wine back and they're not going to have a ruckus in the tribe? And, you know. ”

"Sure enough, it's a bad idea, George. ”

"Thanks for the compliment, this is just the beginning. Let's take a look. ”

At the other side of the venue, as soon as the young man took the wine in his mouth, he choked violently, he quickly put down the wine bottle, and he didn't want to waste the wine, so he pursed his mouth vigorously, which forced the wine into his nose, and broke out into a violent cough, and tears and snot came out.

Everyone was taken aback, could it be that this young man was a bragging guy?

The young man shook his hand again and again: "Good wine, good wine, good wine, good wine, fire, fire! I drank the fire! It burned in my stomach! It was enjoyable, it was so enjoyable!"

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the young man erected the wine bottle for the second time and poured it all down!

"Ahhhh

The young man's face was flushed, the green tendons on his forehead were protruding, and every pore seemed to be open, spitting out a strong smell of alcohol!

"Wild horse, wild horse, there's a horse kicking me in the belly! Refreshing, refreshing! Ha, ha, ha! The throat is on fire, burn, burn, ahhaha, hiccup!ah, ah! Where did the flowers come from? What beautiful flowers! Everywhere, ah, I have come to the kingdom of God, the kingdom of God! hahaha...... Whew!"

Whitebeard angrily kicked the young man in the ass: "Can you still drink?

Hall Addison laughed and shook his hand: "Dude, don't blame him, let's be honest, when I drank it for the first time, it wasn't much better! Now, believe it, right? Two hours, don't say five bottles, two bottles are masters!"

The man who pierced the nose couldn't help but say, "I'll try again." As he spoke, he first picked up a piece of meat and munched on it, then calmly pulled out the stopper and took a careful sip.

As soon as the wine was in his mouth, his eyebrows raised sharply: "Good wine! It's so strong! The young man's way of drinking is a bottle, and this wine has to be drunk slowly." As he spoke, he picked up the bottle again, took a large sip slowly, first swallowed it for a while, and then swallowed it slowly.

"Ahh ”

The man with the nose sipped slowly to himself, and the bald man on the side couldn't help but join in, and Traville was not far behind, but none of them dared to swallow the cow like the young man at the beginning.

After a few minutes, the man who wore the nose shook the wine bottle: "Drink here first." ”

The bald man next to him asked, "What, you can't do it?" ”

"The wine is coming up, and you have to vent your fire. Brother Hall, are there any pretty girls?"

Hall Addison smiled: "This is not good, I don't have female slaves here, they are all tribesmen, and you have to do what you want." ”

"It's okay to have a fight! Find someone to come out and let me punch three times!"

"This is easy to do, I'll be your opponent. ”

The man through the nose looked up and saw a sturdy samurai dressed in black standing in front of him. He asked Hall Addison, "Brother Hall, are you one of your men?"

"No, this is the dark warrior of the Cult of the Dark God, and he made this wine. ”

Everyone was stunned, seeing that this young man was tall and burly, a qualified warrior, but he could also make wine, which was a bit unexpected.

Sorida's heart began to beat faster, it was the Cult of Darkness again!

The young man smiled: "Black Warrior Dak, since you want to move your muscles, then I will help you have fun." ”

The man who pierced the nose suddenly became interested: "Good boy, I am Wangur, the chief of the Stana tribe. You can hold on, don't punch me flat!"

Duck smiled and made a "please" gesture to Wangur. The two walked to the square under the high platform and stood still, opening up the stance.

Wangur roared and slammed his fist at Duck.

Duck didn't dodge or dodge, and set up his fists to make a hard connection.

With a bang, a huge shock wave blew the dust off the stone floor, and the two of them each took a step back and shouted at the same time: "Good!"

"Come again!" Wangur's eyes were red with excitement, and he was so lucky that someone could wrestle with him head-on. He crouched slightly, simply charged his strength, aimed at the opponent's chest, and sent a straight punch.

Darker also punches in response!

Boom!

The two of them retreated a few steps, and the right fists that collided together trembled like cramps, and the muscles on their faces were twisted in pain, but both of them were hard bones, silent, looking at each other with fierce eyes and appreciation.

An exclamation sounded on the high platform: "Good job!"

Wangur smiled and said, "Yes, yes! The last punch is wide, and it is done!"

Duck's eyes froze.

The huge fist fell from above, whistling down! The fist blade was wrapped in a faint layer of earthy yellow.

Earth elemental shield to protect the fist?But the speed is reduced, and the hit rate is also greatly reduced, so if you can't hit the opponent...... No, it's a crushing blow! Shockwave damage! No wonder, this way, you don't have to think about the hit rate!

The way to deal with a smashing blow is -

Duck swings his left fist and strikes at him!

Boom!

In mid-air, Wangur was shaken by the force of the recoil, and his head hit the hard stone floor, and Duck stumbled and almost sat down, and he did not jump, taking advantage of it.

Thanks to the Morning Star, Duck is an expert at using crushing strikes, and he knows exactly how to deal with it, and that is - don't let the opponent's power fall on the intended target.

Hitting the intended target - smashing - generating a shock wave, this is the complete process of smashing and blowing, Wangur's fist encountered a strong barrier before releasing its power, and the smashing blow failed to take shape, and the shock wave naturally could not be talked about.

Wangur laughed and got up, and patted Duck on the shoulder: "Happy, happy, good boy, you friend, I'm done!

"Let's go!"

Duck and Wangur returned to the high platform with their arms on their arms, and they were greeted with warm applause. The young man's unhurried attitude, modest and generous heart, and courageous and resolute character won the unanimous praise of the chiefs and envoys of the tribes.

Duck smiled and bowed back, "Guys, how did this 'Dark Hell Tequila' taste just now?"

When the two fought just now, everyone on the stage, including Solida, tasted a little bit more or less, and this brand new wine brought them unprecedented shock, and they all said that this wine was the best in the wine.

Duck smiled: "Thank you for your love, but although the wine is good, it must be drunk in a decent way." ”

"What do you mean by a decent drink?"

Duck snapped his fingers, and the black-robed priest brought a plate of refined salt and a plate of golden lemons cut into small pieces.

Wangulchi said, "Is this wine to be drunk with salt and lemon?"

Duck said, "Of course you can drink it alone, but ...... I'll do it again, and everyone will understand. ”

Everyone put down their glasses and watched as Duck moved.

Duck first filled the crystal glass with clear liquor, picked up a golden lemon between his ring and middle fingers, then sprinkled a pinch of snow-white refined salt on the back of his hand, and held the glass with his thumb and forefinger. After doing all this, Duck looked up and saw Sorida watching him, and smiled at her.

Duck sniffed the fragrant and spicy liquor, bowed his head slightly, licked the salt off the back of his hand, and then drank the wine from the glass, and finally, swallowed the whole lemon in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

The golden lemon juice spilled slightly from the corners of his mouth as he chewed, and Duck ignored it, closing his eyes slightly, enjoying the burning sensation of the hell dragon's scorching breath in his mouth.

"Ahh

Shocking cheers emanated from the mouths of the chiefs, and everyone was impressed by the graceful and wild way of drinking.

No one noticed that Sorida's eyes were already filled with eager, crazy and moist glow: "It's so handsome, the Cult of the Dark God is so handsome!"