Seeing that Li Xiaoyao actually agreed to fight for wine, everyone else sneered, and they all talked about Li Xiaoyao's loss. You must know that 10,000 glasses of wine are not drunk!

And the wine ten thousand, his face was slightly stunned, and then he sneered contemptuously, in his opinion, what Li Xiaoyao said about the yellow-level master was just a rookie was nothing more than Li Xiaoyao's jealous tone. The reason why Li Xiaoyao challenged him to drink must be because he was afraid that he would beat him, and he didn't even know his mother.

"Boy, are you sure you want to fight with me?" Jiu Shiqian sneered on his face and said to Li Xiaoyao: "You won't be afraid of being beaten by me because I am a yellow-level master, and your face will be swollen." ”

Hearing this, Li Xiaoyao also sneered and said, "Ten thousand wines, you can't help but look up to you yellow-level rookies too much." I just don't bother to kill you in seconds. And I've heard that wine is your housekeeping skill, and I'm looking to see it. ”

What Li Xiaoyao said was indeed the truth, he was a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining, he killed a cow with one punch, and he didn't pay attention to a small yellow-level master at all, just like the yellow-level master sent by Mo Hao yesterday, he was not killed by him in one move.

A yellow-level master, in Li Xiaoyao's eyes, is completely a scum, far from enough, if it is a Xuan-level master, maybe he will have some scruples.

For a yellow-level master like Jiu Shiqian, it may really be an insurmountable height for other ordinary people, but Li Xiaoyao disdains to compete with him. It has always been rumored that 100 million glasses of wine will not be poured, but he wants to give it a try to see if the other party can drink tens of thousands of glasses of wine without getting drunk.

Li Xiaoyao is such a person, since he became a cultivator, his self-confidence is about to burst, and the more difficult the challenge, the more he wants to try.

Speaking of fighting, even if the opponent is known as ten thousand cups of wine that is not drunk, Li Xiaoyao is not afraid at all, because he has a secret, and he may be able to get drunk without getting drunk in ten thousand cups!

Seeing the sneering and confident expression on Li Xiaoyao's face, Jiu Shiqian felt a slight shock in his heart, but when he thought that this was just a little-known kid, he was also relieved, he knew that this time he must have won.

"Okay, then we'll fight for wine!If you lose......" Jiu Shiqian sneered, waiting for Li Xiaoyao to say slowly.

However, before he could finish speaking, Li Xiaoyao interrupted him.

"Wait, even if accepting your challenge is to give you face, do you still want to make a bet?" Li Xiaoyao stared at Jiu Shiqian with disdain, interrupted the other party's words unceremoniously, and continued:

"You are not qualified to make a bet, your bet is nothing more than wanting me to leave my Shiya. I've made it clear just now that it's not your turn to point fingers at the matter between me and Shiya. ”

"So, only I can make this bet!" Li Xiaoyao stared at Jiu Shiqian's face tightly, and his eyes were full of domineering, which made people feel slightly shocked.

Hearing this, Jiu Shiqian's brows furrowed slightly, and he was actually glared at by Li Xiaoyao's sword-like gaze. He didn't understand why, Li Xiaoyao obviously didn't show any aura of war, but it gave him a faint sense of coercion.

"My bet is that if I win, you must swear a poisonous oath in your personality, never set foot in the feast bar, and never harass Shiya again!" Li Xiaoyao continued when he saw the ten thousand frowns of the wine.

He can naturally see that the old lady hates wine Shiqian very much and does not have any good feelings, and he himself also has no good impression of this arrogant and cold-eyed wine Shiqian, so it is not necessary to make this bet now.

Hearing Li Xiaoyao's bet, Jiu Shiqian looked at Ou Shiya, and seeing that the other party had no emotion on his face, he pondered for a moment, slowly raised his head, smiled coldly on his face, and said:

"Okay, I promise you, if you can win me, I will never set foot in the feast bar, and I will never pursue Ou Shiya again!

As he spoke, Jiu Shiqian looked at Li Xiaoyao again, shook his head, and said with a smile: "However, I don't think you should have a chance to win against me." Let's talk about what to do if you lose!"

Jiu Shiqian asked Li Xiaoyao in a questioning tone as he spoke, in his eyes, Li Xiaoyao at this time was already a defeated general, and it was completely impossible for Li Xiaoyao to win him.

"Lose?" Li Xiaoyao smiled on his face, and suddenly his face became serious, his eyes were full of domineering looks, and he said sharply: "I won't lose!"

As soon as Li Xiaoyao's words fell, there was a burst of laughter and discussion in the entire bar hall, no one thought that Li Xiaoyao would release such a wild sentence, the key is to say it to a bacchus who claims to be not drunk with ten thousand cups. You know, they fight for the amount of wine, not the tongue!

Even Ou Shiya stared at Li Xiaoyao with some frowns, with a complicated look in her eyes. She knew in her heart that Li Xiaoyao was also a master who could fight, and if she tried her best, she might be able to fight with the ten thousand wines, but Li Xiaoyao obviously didn't have any advantage in this fight. Li Xiaoyao has been working in the bar for several months, and as an old class mother, Ou Shiya has long wiped out Li Xiaoyao's alcohol consumption. She secretly regretted it in her heart, thinking that she shouldn't pull Li Xiaoyao as a shield, otherwise he wouldn't have accepted the provocation of Jiu Shiqian so arrogantly.

"Won't you lose?" Jiu Shiqian sneered, and said with a provocative look in his eyes: "If you lose, you have to be my slave and call me my grandfather three times!"

As he spoke, Jiu Shiqian just raised his head and shouted, "Bring the wine!"