In the wine competition, Lin Feng was 100% sure of winning.
Hell Shura and others all smiled brightly and became even more excited.
Especially the old woman, she was a heavy drinker and had a very good drinking capacity. She drank with Lin Feng many times.
But she had never seen Lin Feng drunk at all. Wouldn't it be asking for death if she challenged Lin Feng to a drinking competition?
The old woman's blood was boiling and her heartbeat was racing. She seemed to have seen the scene where Lin Feng accepted four old men in gray robes as his disciples.
Ha ha ha ha……
This time it was really cool.
Lin Feng nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, senior, how do you want to compete?"
The old man in gray robe said slowly: "It's very simple. Each of us has two jars of wine, each jar contains ten kilograms of wine. Whoever drinks it first within half an hour wins!"
"The rules are still the same, no getting up, no spitting, no spilling, and no getting drunk!"
The gray-robed old man's own weight is twenty kilograms. Twenty kilograms is his limit. He can only achieve it by drinking it slowly and refining it slowly.
But for this round, he decided to fight hard, fighting at all costs, just to not lose.
Lin Feng smiled and said: "That's okay, let's get ready and let's get started!"
The four old men in gray robes trembled in their hearts. Listening to Lin Feng's tone, he didn't seem to be losing.
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 said: "Little guy, can you drink enough? Twenty pounds of white wine, 68-degree high-altitude white wine, is stronger than ordinary high-altitude white wine in the secular world!"
The old man in gray robe was unsure and wanted to touch Lin Feng's bottom.
Lin Feng said with a smile: "I also like spirits, but I can only drink barely enough. Since the old man proposed to fight for wine, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman, so I will naturally fight with the old man!"
Damn it...
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over…
After hearing what Lin Feng said, the four old men in gray robes suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Anyone else might think that Lin Feng's drinking capacity is not very good.
But through several discussions and confrontations with Lin Feng, they deeply felt that Lin Feng was absolutely awesome, very low-key and not crazy at all.
But when it comes to doing things, the high-profile group can be as crazy as they want. They are simply crazy.
If you can be humble enough to say that you can barely drink enough, then when it comes to doing things, your drinking ability is definitely extremely powerful.
I'm afraid this game is over...
With an excited smile, the old woman was ready and shouted: "Ready, one, two, three, start!"
The old man in gray robe couldn't control that much anymore. He slapped off the wine seal, lifted the wine jar, raised his neck, put the wine jar against the old man's mouth, poured it into his mouth, and poured it into his mouth.
Lin Feng lifted a jar of wine, raised it about 20 centimeters above his lips, opened his mouth directly, and poured the wine directly, like an open faucet. The wine was poured into his mouth without closing his mouth, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
This way of drinking seems much easier than drinking water.
And not a drop was spilled.
I don't want the old man in gray robe to spill it, but there is still wine flowing down the corners of his mouth.
well……
His grandma's, if you encounter such a freak, you will lose, you will lose...
The other three old men in gray robes shook their heads one by one, sighing in their hearts with only despair.
They knew at a glance that Lin Feng had definitely won.
The speed of drinking wine is to pour it into your mouth as fast as you want.
I didn't see anything bad about Lin Feng's face, which proved that it was 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 even know that Lin Feng had already exhausted himself. He was desperate and couldn't lose. He drank too fast, and his throat and stomach felt like they were on fire.
When the choking old man in gray robe almost couldn't bear it anymore, the old man in gray robe took a breath and continued to drink without even leaving the wine jar.
In less than four minutes, Lin Feng finished the two jars of wine and put the jars on the ground with a calm smile.
In this round, Lin Feng won the easiest one.
The old man in gray robe didn't even know that he had lost.
The other three old men in gray robes were speechless and did not remind him.
The old man in gray robe had a good drinking capacity. He drank six kilograms of white wine in three gulps. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he moved the wine jar away. He lifted the wine jar, his eyes turned slightly red, and he looked at Lin Feng with a flushed face.
He panted and wanted to see how Lin Feng was progressing.
Seeing Lin Fengyun standing calmly, with a smile on his lips, and without holding the wine jar, the gray-robed old man suddenly felt relaxed, exhaled a breath of hot air, and said: "Little guy, you are giving up.
Are you ready? Why don’t you drink?”
Lin Feng said nothing and smiled without saying a word.
An old man in gray robe couldn't help but said: "Don't compete, I have already drank two jars of white wine and won!"
"What the hell, what did you say???"
The old man in gray robe was suddenly startled and couldn't believe it, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Did you lose???
How is that possible???
Even if Lin Feng drank it all in one breath, he 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 in it.
But looking at Lin Feng's appearance, he didn't look like he had been drinking at all.
Could it be that he really lost?
"Let's go, stop looking and take the wine back!"
An old man in gray robe said something and took the lead to leave.
"Did I lose? How is it possible??"
The old man in gray robe was still in disbelief. He frowned tightly, but he still followed the footsteps of the other three old men in gray robe. He was full of unwillingness and asked about the process of the competition!
When he found out how Lin Feng drank two jars of liquor, the gray-robed old man couldn't say a word...
This guy lost so much that he couldn't even remember his last name.
Back at the small thatched house, the four old men in gray robes had no smiles on their faces at all.
This loss is really ugly.
Nowadays, the only competition left is to hunt birds.
The matter was so serious that it was out of control.
They must never lose again in bird hunting. Once they lose, do they know what to do?
Do you really want to take Lin Feng as your teacher?
Ahhhhhhhhhhh...
The four old men in gray robes roared in their hearts and found it difficult to accept.
Even before the final game, they were already in disarray.
Think about it, an old man in gray robe said: "There is no need to escape, go out and finish this last game, try your best to win as much as possible!"
"We can't afford to lose, but if we lose, a man must be willing to admit defeat!"
"Well, let's go. No one will come to a conclusion until the end. It's not certain who will win until the end!"
The four old men in gray robes could only bite the bullet and compare the final game.
"Boss, if you want to win the last round, then you can accept four old men in gray robes as your disciples!!!"
One of Hell Shura's eyes was extremely hot, looking at Lin Feng, his words were excited, and his heartbeat was racing!!!