In the competition for wine, Lin Feng was 100% sure to win.

Hell Shura and others were all smiling brightly, and they were even more excited.

Especially the old woman, she is addicted to alcohol and has a very good alcohol tolerance. She has drunk many times with Lin Feng.

But she never saw Lin Feng drunk at all. She asked Lin Feng to compete for drinking. Isn’t that seeking death?

The old woman's blood was boiling and her heart was beating faster. She seemed to have seen the scene where Lin Feng had taken four old men in gray robe as her disciples.

Ha ha ha ha……

This time it's awesome.

Lin Feng nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, senior, what kind of competition do you want?"

The old man in gray robe said slowly: "It's very simple. Each of us has two jars of wine, each jar of wine ten kilograms. In half an hour, whoever finishes drinking it first wins!"

"The rules are still the same. You are not allowed to get up, you are not allowed to vomit, you are not allowed to spit, and you are not allowed to get drunk!"

The old man in gray robe himself weighs twenty kilograms. Twenty kilograms is his limit. It is better to drink and refine it slowly to do it.

But for this game, he decided to fight, desperately trying to avoid losing.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Okay, then let's prepare and start!"

The four old men in gray robe trembled in their hearts. When Lin Feng said this tone, he didn't seem to lose.

God, don't play with them anymore. They can't stand it, they really can't stand it...

The old man in gray robe couldn't help but say, "Little guy, you can drink too much? Twenty kilograms of white wine, 68 degrees of high-alcohol liquor, is stronger than the average high-alcohol liquor in the secular world!"

The old man in gray robe had no idea and wanted to touch Lin Feng's bottom.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I like strong alcohol too, but my alcohol tolerance can only be considered as a barely strong. Since the old senior proposed to fight for wine, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman for the younger generation, so I will naturally accompany the old seniors to fight for it!"

Damn...

It's finished, it's finished...

After hearing Lin Feng's words, the four old men in gray robe suddenly felt something was wrong.

If you change someone, you may think that Lin Feng’s alcohol tolerance should not be very good.

But through several competitions with Lin Feng, they deeply felt that Lin Feng was definitely awesome, very low-key, not crazy at all.

But when it comes to doing things, it’s a high-profile group. It’s so crazy that it’s so crazy.

If you can be so humble that you can only drink with a strong alcohol tolerance, then when it comes to doing things, you will definitely be extremely powerful.

This game is probably over...

The old woman was ready with an excited smile and shouted, "Prepare, one, two, three, start!"

The old man in gray robe couldn't care about that much. He slapped off the sealed wine, lifted the wine jar, raised his neck, and pressed the wine jar to the old mouth, then poured it into his mouth, and put it in.

Lin Feng raised a jar of wine, raised it, about twenty centimeters higher than his lips, opened his mouth and poured out the wine directly, like an open faucet. The wine was poured into his mouth without closing his mouth, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down, rumbled and rumbled, and drank it directly.

This way of drinking seems much easier than drinking water.

And there is no drop.

I didn't want the old man in gray robe, so I couldn't say that I could spill it, but there was still some wine flowing down the corners of my mouth on both sides.

well……

His grandma's, when he encountered such a freak, he lost...

The other three old men in gray robe shook their heads one by one, sighing in their hearts, leaving only despair.

They knew at a glance that Lin Feng would definitely win.

The drinking speed is like pouring it into your mouth as fast as possible.

I didn’t see anything bad about Lin Feng’s face, which proves that it is not difficult for Lin Feng to fight for wine.

A jar of ten kilograms of wine was poured into Lin Feng's stomach in less than two minutes.

The old man in gray robe didn't know that Lin Feng had already shined a jar. He was desperate and could not lose. He drank too quickly, and his throat reached his stomach and felt like it was burning with fire.

When the old man with gray robe could hardly bear it, the old man with gray robe finally took a breath. He didn't even leave his lips, so he took a breath and continued to drink it.

Less than four minutes to grow, Lin Feng drank all the two jars of wine, put the jar on the ground, with a calm smile on his face, calm and composed.

In this game, Lin Feng was the easiest to win.

The old man in gray robe didn't know that he had lost.

The other three old men in gray robe were speechless and did not remind him.

The old man in gray robe had a good alcohol tolerance. He couldn't stand it after killing six kilograms of white wine in three breaths, so he moved the jar away. He held the jar, his eyes turned slightly red, and he looked at Lin Feng with a blushing face.

He gasped, wanting to see how Lin Feng was doing.

Seeing Lin Fengyun standing lightly, smiling at the corner of his mouth and not holding the wine jar, the old man in gray robe suddenly felt relaxed, and he exhaled a mouthful of hot gas and said, "Little guy, are you giving up? Why don't you drink it?"

Lin Feng didn't say anything, laughed without saying anything.

An old man in gray robe couldn't help but say, "Don't compete, they have already drunk two jars of white wine and won!"

"Damn, what did you say??"

The old man in gray robe was shocked suddenly, unbelievable, and his eyes were full of incredible expressions.

Have you lost???

How is it possible???

Even if Lin Feng finished drinking it in one breath, it wouldn't be so fast, right???

The old man in gray robe put down the wine jar and looked at the wine jar in front of Lin Feng. It was really empty, and there was no white wine inside.

But looking at Lin Feng's appearance, he didn't look like he had drunk alcohol at all.

Did he really lose?

"Let's go, stop watching, take the wine back!"

An old man in gray robe said, taking the lead in leaving.

"Did I lose? How is that possible?"

The old man in gray robe was still unbelievable, frowned tightly, and followed the footsteps of the other three old men in gray robe. He was completely unwilling to ask about the process of the competition!

When I knew how Lin Feng drank two jars of white wine, the old man with gray robe couldn't even say a word...

This guy lost, so much that he couldn't remember anything.

Back at the small thatched hut, four old men in gray robes could not see a smile on their faces.

This is really ugly.

Now, there is no comparison to killing birds.

The matter is so serious that it is out of control.

You must never lose if you kill birds. Once you lose, do they know what to do?

Is it true that I want to worship Lin Feng as my teacher?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The four old men in gray robe roared wildly in their hearts, which was difficult to accept.

In the last game, they were all in a mess.

Thinking about it, an old man in gray robe said, "No need to escape, go out and finish this last game, do your best to win as much as possible!"

"We can't afford to lose, but if we lose, a man is a real man, then we have to be willing to bet and accept the loss!"

"Well, let's go. No one will make a conclusion until the end. If the end is not, it may not be sure who will win!"

The four old men in gray robe could only bite the bullet and compare the last game before talking about it.

"Boss, if you want to win the last game, you can collect four old men in gray robe as disciples!!!"
Chapter completed!