Geka, holding the wine in his hand, drank like water, and the altar was empty, like a long-thirsty Hummer, as if no matter how much wine there was, it could not fill the infinite stomach, and the wine slowly passed on the lips, and the long tongue that was stretched out was added to it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the other hand, the human boy who fought against Fang was even more arrogant, due to the difference in the physique of the two, the former had turned into a werewolf form, and his huge mouth could completely hold the amount of liquid poured under the mouth of the altar, and he could only drink it in his mouth with a big heart.

In advance, the two have discussed that they can't rely on external forces to drink, and they can only rely on their own combat power to fight each other, which means that the two people can't use courage and savage wolf power, and rely on the instinct of the liquid to have a real duel.

Although Zihong's drinking energy is also fast and meaningless, as if he can't drink enough to fill his stomach, the amount that the latter digests every time he drinks is indeed not comparable to him.

Time is like a painful loss of wine, and the hundred jars of good wine have become empty pots after the two of them broke the seal, and they are placed on the ground next to them, and the wine jar behind them is the current result, and the sixty jars behind Geka, the remaining number of wine jugs belong to the latter, which is much less than him.

Lamei was a little unhappy, looking at Zihong's dizzy drunken appearance, and gradually had the appearance of standing unsteadily, her heart suddenly tightened slightly, and her heart suddenly expanded, how she looked at this gamble, it was all this guy named red who didn't know the retribution of the sky.

Seeing that the latter had stood unsteadily, his face flushed, Geka showed a smug smile, and the sharp teeth of the forest showed thick beast lips, and a bright luster ejected.

"Hey...... How's it going?" looked at the drunken teenager, Geka asked, then turned his head to look at the Latin American side over there, a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

A loud cry shook in the paralyzed mind, and the old man's voice suddenly eliminated the purple drunkenness, "Good wine, the old man hasn't drunk so much for a long time, I can forget about the stubble of good wine!"

Shaking his drowsy brain, Zihong suddenly felt drunk and violently disappeared, as if he was dizzy and woke up by a gust of wind, and then heard the familiar voice in his heart, and secretly rejoiced, knowing that today's lost wine fight, with the secret help of the old man, there was a reversal of Bi Jiang.

"Give me the guts to drink, I don't have to worry about being defeated by him, no matter how much wine there is, just let the horse pour into your stomach, I think I had the title of never getting drunk back then!"

Shuzu's arrogant voice made De Zihong suddenly feel confident, shook his hand to wipe a layer of sweat from his forehead, and was completely drunk, and the redness on his face was replaced by the previous snow white at this time.

After being about to humiliate the place, Geka, who said that his opponent had lost, suddenly turned abrupt, and looked at the sudden situation of the young man in front of him, knowing that something had happened here, which was really incomprehensible to him.

However, people don't even use any magical power to hold back the wine, there is a wine tester in the tent, in addition to the original drinking, if there is a little bit of other its power mixed in, it will be caught by the precision test, and it will be invisible and hidden.

After glancing back at the silent wine tester, Geka's eyes tightened, and the fierce aura poured out of his body, looking at the face of the human youth, gritting his teeth fiercely, and shouting, "Open the double pour!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two men who followed immediately stepped forward non-stop, opened several wine pours, each held a jar, and handed it to the master's giant palm.

Geka, holding a pot of wine with one hand and unsealing the wine jar, with the influence of the ups and downs of the mood, the strong hands and legs followed the slight trembling, and the mouth of the altar with fatal fingers hanging, there was a slight overflow of wine, and the agarwood was full of incense and soaked into the full layer.

The lion's mouth widened and opened, and his hands were violently lifted, and the wine was like an upside-down waterfall, spilling from the mouth, like two galactic dragons, pounced into Geka's huge mouth, and went down into the streamless black hole.

Looking at the people who were drinking like this, everyone stood there stupidly, looking at the way Geka was drinking, his eyes stiffened, and he couldn't take his eyes off for a long time.

Eyes swept away, looking at the gap with the other party that was getting wider and wider, purple and thick eyebrows shrunk, and before an arrow swept towards the pile of wine jars, his hands quickly pulled out the lids one by one, like a frisbee, spinning to the edge of the tent, and then being silently bounced to the ground.

Looking at the twenty jars of irrigation that were opened in one breath, Zihong swallowed a mouthful of condensed saliva, and then only by throwing it alone and pouring them all into his stomach as quickly as possible could he have a chance to win this wine fight.

The fastest time referred to is, of course, the tight time before Geka drinks the eight altars again, the two of them drink as much as an abyss, of course, it is impossible to compete without a time limit, and the time has been limited in advance, and the person who drinks the most can become a veritable winner.

Now you can't use any external force, even if there is a secret hole card hidden in the mind now, the worst thing is how to eat this kind of wine into the stomach at once, and the excess of alcohol has been regarded as a floating cloud has nothing to do with it.

Seeing the understanding in the young man's expression, Kuzan immediately understood that he was going to make a final gamble, and the former was even more unwilling to let Geka win the game, if that was the case, I am afraid that the little guy who lost in the future will be subject to him everywhere.

Sometimes the battle is a momentum, even if the benefits are not much or even negative, they have to fight, and the wine fight and the game must also follow this pattern.

Kuzan, who understood this truth, immediately whispered to his confidants, quickly brought a basin that could store a large amount of money from outside, and then helped pour the contents of the open altar into it with a bang.

When I was thinking about how to solve this troublesome problem, I saw that someone sent a charcoal in the snow to help, Zihong gratefully threw herself to the great grace and thanked Marshal Kuzan, and then her body fell down all of a sudden, **** prostrate on the ground, like a swimming dragon, opened her big mouth, and filled her head into the transparent wine.

Glancing at the time-limited hourglass, the last shallow grains of sand were slowly flowing out, and they would soon complete their important task of witnessing the results today, and the leakage was all over, Geka lifted the last two jars of wine, sneered at Zihong, and then raised his head to pour the wine down, and the wine fell like a shower, making a loud noise that shocked people's ears.

On the opposite side of the last two jars of wine, the young man's head was pierced, and he drank the wine in the basin at an astonishing speed, like a water dragon playing in the water, and the amount of liquid that had just been completely lost to his head had now been quietly lost, and a head full of wet and floating hair was completely exposed.......