237: C237 wine mixing

C237 wine mixing

Even before the competition, they had already been intimidated. The aura of the dynasty was gone forever, causing many ridicules to appear.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Yang secretly felt anxious for the empire.

"Senior brother Zang, don't you be scared of these bastards!" So what if he's strong? You must believe in your alcohol tolerance. Who knows, maybe that kid's alcohol tolerance is worse than yours.

Wang Yang told him through the soul consciousness.

When the empire heard these words, its heart suddenly cleared up and its face turned black, as if it had returned to its original rosy state after a rainy day.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Who said I'm scared, hmph …"

His gaze suddenly became incomparably sharp as it swept across the crowd and he let out a cold snort.

"Heh, since you're not afraid, then come at me. I don't have much time, and I don't have the time to do such a silly thing with you!"

The moment he said those words, Wu Hao's indifferent voice rang out.

At that moment, Wu Hao was seated at the table calmly, looking back at the empire in disdain.

The eyes of the emperor who was staring at Wu Hao suddenly contracted, anger surfaced on his face.

How dare you look down on me?

After all, his alcohol tolerance had shocked the entire Blue Mist Sect. How could a mere secular kid not put him in their eyes?

Thus, he walked over with large strides and sat in front of Wu Hao, staring at him with his sharp eyes.

Wu Hao looked at him, and then smiled.

A hint of amusement flashed through his eyes and he raised his eyebrows.

"Since you are so interested, then I, Wu Hao, shall accompany you to the end. There are no less than forty to fifty kinds of wine here. You can choose from them as long as you dare to drink them! "

Wu Hao said to him casually.

When the empire heard this, it immediately let out a cold laugh.

Pretend?

Go ahead and pretend, but he won't be able to do it in a while!

Inwardly, he was furious. His gaze quickly swept across the tens of bottles of strong alcohol on the table, finally landing on the three types of strong alcohol: Celestial Drunk, Divine Drunk, and a droplet that could sleep for a thousand years.

"Brat, see if I don't play you to death tonight!"

He sneered in his heart, and in the next moment, he made an astonishing move.

With a wave of his hand, he retrieved a large flagon of wine. Following that, he began to mix the three types of wine, namely Celestial Drunken Immortals, Celestial Drunk Gods and a single drop that had lasted for a thousand years, together with the renowned Martial Cultivation World of the Sky Region.

"Hua …"

An uproar instantly arose, like a wave surging through the night sky.

The astonishing actions of the dynasty and even the ocean, as well as the emperor who was standing right in front of the bonfire in the distance and facing them with cold eyes, instantly changed the color of their faces.

"He's gone mad …"

This was Wang Yang's evaluation of the dynasty.2

"Those who do not know their place and do not know how to live, they are looking for trouble. Hmph …"

This was something that the emperor was too anxious about, a sneer and disdain he had towards him in his heart.

"Vicious, this guy is vicious, but …" Isn't this just scam? "

Everyone commented to themselves.

As Wu Hao sat opposite of them, everyone noticed him. Their eyes were half closed as they examined the movements of the empire, a look of contempt and ridicule flashed past them.

When he looked carefully, his expression didn't change at all.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh at his calmness. If they were in his place, they would have already been scared silly.

Those were the three types of alcohol that were said to be the most intense within the Sky Region Continent, even though the names were a little exaggerated.

However, one drop was enough to make an ordinary warrior drunk. If he did not use Wu Yuan to dissolve it, one drop was enough to make him drunk.

What was the most taboo thing about drinking?

Of course it was mixed liquor, especially when the strong alcohol was mixed with each other, that was courting death.

He, the emperor, had actually mixed three types of wine?

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