Ling Tianyu smiled faintly and said, "Thirty-five kinds of venom are not highly poisonous, aren't you fine, then continue." ”

When the old man heard this, he was a little shocked in his heart, he could say how many kinds of venom just by tasting it, and it seemed that the name of each poison was known, and that was a tie.

The four-layer old man and the old man with the national character face have nothing, and the others are shocked, just five glasses of wine, so many kinds of venom, they dare not drink it, this is not something they can participate in, sure enough, the temper of the strong is strange, even if it is strange, it is strange to do things, I can't figure out what they think.

"Then go ahead. The old man with the pipe poured the wine again, and with the same action, the poisonous wine had been completed.

"Please. The old man with the pipe was still polite and took the lead in drinking the poisoned wine.

Ling Tianyu was the same, it was the same as five cups, this time there was only one poison in one cup, but the toxicity was stronger than the thirty-five kinds of venom, these five kinds of venom had a corrosive effect and could corrode internal organs.

Poisoning is really ruthless.

The two of them had already drunk forty kinds of venom, and it was impossible to tell the winner in this game of chess without half an hour.

Ling Tianyu didn't believe that the old man with a pipe had no limits, he knew good medical skills, but he must also be a person who had studied venom a lot, otherwise where would so much venom come from.

The old man continued to poison the pipe, and the two continued to drink.

The venom continued to increase, each time it became more and more toxic, Ling Tianyu did not change at all, whatever face was what kind of face he was.

The old man of the pipe took a slight breath, and it could be seen that he had reached his limit, and this was the last time he had poisoned the wine.

The two of them have now drunk a total of seventy-three kinds of venom, and when they are mixed together, the toxicity has reached a peak.

Ling Tianyu hadn't reached the limit of his endurance yet, it was still early, with the improvement of his cultivation, especially after repairing the meridians, those medicinal materials could not only be good for the meridians, but also enhance the physique, and have a certain resistance.

After the last five glasses of wine, the venom increased to eighty-three kinds of venom in one fell swoop, and the old man of the pipe was already at his limit and could no longer drink it.

Ling Tianyu didn't have anything to do.

"Lost under the bottom. "The old man of the pipe is quick to admit defeat.

Ling Tianyu just nodded, the old man with a pipe still gave him a good impression, even if the old man with a national character face was forgotten, he spoke very ruthlessly, he didn't say anything, when he compared, he had to be a little heavy-handed, and he tried his best to make his mouth cheap.

"Let's play the second game in 10 minutes. "The old man of the fourth layer of the fit is not in a hurry to play, how can he give the old man of the pipe time to force out the venom, and he will be present in the next game.

As for Ling Tianyu, if he doesn't force the poison, he doesn't know.

Ling Tianyu has no opinion, ten minutes is ten minutes, he also wants to force out the venom, the old man has already left the top floor and went to the bathroom, he also has to go, for the time being, there is nothing in the stomach, the next game is still slightly affected, just in case, it is better to force it out.

Duan Yanran asked Ling Tianyu if there was anything wrong, after all, it was venom.

Ling Tianyu signaled that it was okay, now that his cultivation was already distracted, it was not the kind of venom that was particularly difficult to solve, there was nothing wrong.

Just about to go to the bathroom to force the poison, he stood directly in place, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the purple blood in his body went crazy, right?

This is a mixture of eighty-three kinds of venom, which is very toxic, and I didn't expect the purple blood in my body to devour the poisonous wine.

I really don't dare to think about it, what kind of bloodline is this purple blood, although I know that the bloodline is very strong, but this is too powerful.

The purple blood was swimming in the meridians in his body, and the poisonous wine was drastically decreasing, and after devouring it, he didn't feel anything different, but was very comfortable.

In less than three minutes, the poisonous wine was devoured, and there was nothing to do, Ling Tianyu was stunned, what kind of bloodline was this bloodline.

He couldn't figure it out either, and it wasn't until the second competition started that he gave up thinking and concentrated on the game.

He has already won one game, if he wins this one, they will lose, don't want the industry is nothing, what matters is the purpose, what is the purpose of the negotiation.

The second scene is calligraphy, it is the old man with the face of the national character, Ling Tianyu is waiting for him, even if it is a comparison of strength, he has to defeat him by finding a way.

The table was withdrawn, and two identical sheets of rice paper, five meters long and two meters wide, were spread on the ground.

Looking at the brush sent up, Ling Tianyu was slightly surprised, it was a brush the size of a mop, and there was a plate of ink next to it, as well as water, saying that it was calligraphy, but it was actually a combination of calligraphy and painting.

Ling Tianyu looked at the movements of the old man with a national face, and he had already begun to move, extremely skillful.

He is not afraid, it is not who is better in calligraphy and painting, but in strength.

Every time the old man with the Chinese character face moves the brush, a trace of power will emanate from the rice paper, which is the power of attack.

Ling Tianyu didn't dare to delay, and held a brush in his right hand, and a song "Man Jianghong" was written on rice paper.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The power clashed, making a crisp sound of metal colliding, and even in the middle of the distance between the two pieces of rice paper, there were faint sparks.

Everyone looked at this scene, the old man with the face of the national character wrote a poem, the font was elegant and chic, the pen was powerful, every word was natural, Ling Tianyu's was a little worse, it was completely casual, but it was better in nature.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is just a calligraphy contest, but the old man with the fourth layer and the old man with a pipe know that this is not, this is a contest of strength, and every stroke is an attack, and they can see it clearly.

Every word of the old man with the national character face is completed, and it will go away with devastating power like a meteorite attack falling from the sky.

Ling Tianyu's words, like a soldier with a red tassel gun, attacked and left, and they couldn't hold each other for a while.

Above the two pieces of rice paper, a confrontation between the two armies has already been formed, and the commander is of course Ling Tianyu and the old man with a national face.

If you look closely, the two pieces of rice paper are a chessboard, and the distance between them is the Chu River and Han realm, which is a pair of chess, a pair of chess between black and white armies.

Ling Tianyu held the brush in his hand and continued to write, and the same was true of the old man with the Chinese character face.

Sometimes the two armies shoot their bows and arrows on their backs, and sometimes they fight in the river.

The old man of the fourth layer of the merge and the old man of the pipe looked at the situation of the fight, and were shocked by Ling Tianyu's strength, this is the strength.

Ling Tianyu still felt a little pressure, after all, the gap in strength was large, he couldn't use the assistance, and he didn't dare to mobilize the exercises, for fear that what happened before would appear again, if it was a formation, he would directly use the talisman seal to win.

I can only do my best, this old man's calligraphy is not appreciated, and his strength is really strong.

It is already good that he can finish writing this "Man Jianghong".

Whether it can continue any longer is hard to say.

【Third Update!!】

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