"I see...... It is estimated that Ye Wanwan thinks that he will be defeated, but as a disciple of the palace elder, when he encounters the disciple of Elder Lei He, it is not good to surrender, anyway, it is better to defeat with one against two, and when the time comes, it will really be defeated, it can also be said that Elder Lei He's disciple is two against one, and when he says it, Ye Wanwan will not only not throw it in, but will have a light on his face! ”

"That makes sense, but Ye Wanwan was originally a D-class mercenary, even if she lost to an S-class mercenary, it would be reasonable, right......?"

While speaking, above the ring, Meng Ke glanced at Ye Wanwan with disdain: "With your strength, who gave you the courage to be presumptuous in front of me, the disciple of the palace elder, there is really no one who can see it...... All of Nie Wuwu's records were broken by Senior Sister Linglong, and the remaining disciples were either killed or seriously injured...... Oh, poor. ”

"Yes."

Ye Wanwan stared at Meng Ke, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and in the next second, in front of everyone, he took out the wine gourd on his waist.

Seeing Ye Wanwan's strange behavior, everyone looked inexplicable.

"Player No. 8, I need to remind you that in martial arts competitions, you must not use hidden weapons, including poisons, sulfuric acid, and poisonous powder!"

Soon, the referee stood under the ring and shouted coldly at Ye Wanwan.

In the referee's opinion, there may be some mystery in Ye Wanwan's wine gourd, in case it is poisonous powder or sulfuric acid......

Ye Wanwan: "......" is really imaginative......

Ye Wanwan didn't pay attention to the referee, after taking out the wine gourd, he put the wine gourd in his mouth, and the high-strength cocktail was half poured into Ye Wanwan.

"What is she doing...... Drink? What do you mean? ”

"Hahaha, isn't it going to get drunk......"

"As the saying goes, wine is bold and courageous!"

At the VIP seat, the Shura Lord saw Ye Wanwan pouring the wine into his mouth, and his brows couldn't help but lock deeply......

……

"Wanwan, why did you drink in the ring?!" Gong Lao stared at Ye Wanwan and spoke coldly.

Long ago, Ye Wanwan asked him for spirits, but he sternly refused, and warned Ye Wanwan that as a mercenary, he must always keep a clear head, and wine can make him dizzy.

However, Gong Lao never imagined that Ye Wanwan's alcohol addiction would be so big that at this time, he would be able to take a sip!

Soon, as everyone saw, Ye Wanwan's face was slightly red, and she slowly sat in the ring, holding her chin with her right palm, showing some kind of evil smile from time to time.

This is...... Drunk?!

"Referee, stop the game."

Suddenly, Gong Lao looked at the referee and shouted.

"No, in the rules of the martial arts competition, it is not stated that alcohol is not allowed, and there is no rule that says that drunk people cannot compete unless the No. 8 contestant admits defeat." The referee shook his head.

This kind of large-scale formal competition must be strictly enforced in accordance with the rules, and outsiders cannot force the players to surrender and admit defeat.

"Huh...... Beam-jumping clowns. ”

Meng Tian, who was surrounded by both sides, glanced at Ye Wanwan, who was sitting in the ring after being drunk, and smiled coldly.

"It's really boring."

At this moment, Meng Ke strode towards Ye Wanwan.

The referee has already made it clear that the point will stop, and if he wants Ye Wanwan to die in the ring, he can only kill with one blow.

"Joker, goodbye."

Meng Ke walked to Ye Wanwan's side, sneered, and immediately, with all his strength, he slapped towards Ye Wanwan's fatal place.