An old man in gray robe can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. An ordinary practitioner can drink three to five kilograms. Those who drink seven or eight kilograms are already masters. Those who can drink ten kilograms are rare. But he can drink twenty kilograms.
An old man in gray robe has extraordinary perception and can judge the position by listening to the wind.
An old man in gray robe can eat, an ordinary cultivator can eat three to five kilograms of beef, a big eater can eat seven or eight kilograms, and even a terrifying ten kilograms can weigh as much as the sky, but he can eat twenty kilograms!
The four old men in gray robes are 100% sure of winning by using their own specialties.
"Using my method, that boy will never be able to drink from me. Twenty pounds of high-strength liquor will burst his belly!"
"Use mine, what if that kid can drink it too? I eat twenty kilograms of beef, this is the real deal, not water, who's stomach can hold it like mine?"
"Use my good skills and my good memory. This is the most reliable!"
"Good memory depends on one's ability. That little guy is young, so he has a very good memory?"
"Your food, drink, and memory are inevitably related to ancient martial arts? You should use mine to identify the location by listening to the sound, stimulate strength, and shoot birds. This is reliable!"
"What if that kid can also tell the position by listening to the voice? No matter how reliable he is, no matter what the heck he is, no matter whether he has a certain connection with Gu Wu or not, as long as he can win, let's compete with him.
, Anyway, we have decided on the rules. If he doesn’t accept it, just stop gambling. That means we are in an invincible position, so we don’t have anything to worry about!”
The four old men in gray robes began to argue again. They all thought that their own specialties were powerful, and they all wanted to use their own specialties to compete with Lin Feng and win for sure.
They also think that the risks for others are too great.
"Four seniors, have you discussed it? It's been so long and you haven't come out yet?"
Outside, Lin Feng's urging voice came.
The four old men in gray robes shut up immediately.
I was also a little nervous in my heart.
This game is really crucial.
"Little guy, wait a minute, we are drinking water, just come out after drinking water!"
An old man in gray robe made a silly comment and responded to Lin Feng.
Then he looked at the other old men in gray robes and said: "Since you all think that your specialties are good, why not just use all four of them? Anyway, he will compete with the four of us, and we will separate them separately and compete with him each. This way
There is no problem, not to mention 100%, it is simply a 10,000% winning rate!"
"He can only win if he wins all four of us!"
The other three old men in gray robes looked at each other and nodded. One old man in gray robes said, "Isn't this too shameless?"
"Shameless idiot, do you want to be that kid's disciple? If you don't want to, just shut up. It's settled. Let him compete with us alone. Get out!"
The four old men in gray robes made a quick decision and walked out one by one, smiling and full of confidence.
If you take one alone, you can defeat Lin Feng. If you take four together, if the first one loses, there will be three more, and there is absolutely no problem.
Four old men in gray robes came to Lin Feng, and one old man in gray robes said with a smile: "Little guy, if you compare with the four of us old guys, we will give the questions together, but if we don't agree, we will have to separate."
Bi. Little guy, is there nothing wrong with this?"
Damn it...
Too shameless, right???
Hell Shura and the others all stared with wide eyes. They all felt that the four old men in gray robes were too shameless, but they did not dare to say it out loud.
They dare not raise questions even if they eat a few more things.
But this is clearly a trap for Lin Feng. If the four of them compete with Lin Feng alone, it is equivalent to four additional rounds.
If Lin Feng wants to win, he must win four more games.
Otherwise, every time you lose a game, you lose.
Winning one game is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but winning four games is as difficult as you can imagine.
Lin Feng nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, I'm just competing with four seniors, so it's no problem to do it alone!"
Lin Feng didn't expect to win. Anyway, he was already in an invincible position. If he lost or tied, winning would be the best.
No matter whether he wins or loses, there is no loss for Lin Feng.
An old man in gray robe nodded and said: "Hahahaha, okay, I like a cheerful person like you!"
"But I still have to explain the rules more clearly to you little guy. If you want to win this round, little guy, you have to win against all four of us old guys. If you lose a round, you will lose!"
Lin Feng smiled and said: "That's natural. Four seniors, which one of you will come first?"
The four old men in gray robes looked at me and I looked at yours. One old man in gray robe took a step forward and said, "I'll do it first. This time it's very simple. Let's compare who's memory is better. Find two of our own people to do it."
Referee, supervise the opponent. I will provide you with an ancient martial arts heart method, and you will provide me with an ancient martial arts heart method. Within five minutes, we will start to recite the ancient martial arts heart method together. After five minutes, we will have five minutes to start reciting the ancient martial arts heart method to each other.
The referee recites the ancient martial arts method. If he recites one wrong word, it will be over. Only the number of correct words will be recorded. Whoever recites more correct words will win!"
Lin Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Okay!"
Is this related to Guwu???
Hell Shura and others were very unhappy again. In their opinion, competition involving strength was related to ancient martial arts.
The question asked by the gray-robed old man was entirely related to memory.
But they still dare not say it.
The two sides began to prepare. Lin Feng took a common ancient martial art from the old woman, called Qi Condensation Jue, and handed it to the old man in gray robe. The old man in gray robe also took out a copy of ancient martial arts and handed it to Lin Feng.
Originally, he thought of tearing out page by page of an ancient martial art and remixing it, with both of them memorizing the same book. But after thinking about it, it was safer and more fair this way.
After all, there are many types of ancient martial arts, and each master has his or her own method of cultivation, so they are not all the same.
The old woman and an old man in gray robe serve as referees.
The old man in gray robe is Lin Feng's referee, and the old woman is the referee of the old man in gray robe who is playing against Lin Feng.
The old woman and an old man in gray robe stood in front of Lin Feng. The old woman took out her mobile phone and called up the timer.
There is no signal here, but this timer is available at any time.
"You two get ready!!"
The old man shouted. Lin Feng and the old man in gray robe took the ancient martial art and did not open it.
The old man in gray robe closed his eyes to rest, calm down and adjust his state.
Lin Feng still stood calmly.
"Boss, come on!!!"
Hell Shura and the others were all shouting in low voices, cheering Lin Feng on, and then they all fell silent and watched with excitement.
They don't know who will win.
If nothing else, the old man in gray robe should win, because this is a question asked by the old man in gray robe, and memory must be his strong point.
But they also hope that their boss can win.
"start!!!"
The old man shouted, and the old woman pressed the timer to start counting.
At the same time, Lin Feng and the gray-robed old man moved at the same time. They immediately opened the ancient martial arts skills in their hands and watched them attentively, without any distractions, and with great seriousness!