Doctor Xue and others felt that this man was full of energy and powerful, and he was actually a rare first-class master. They were secretly surprised and couldn't help but remind him: "Uncle Master, be careful!"

The voices of the few of them were very low, but the big man had profound internal energy, and the sound as thin as a gnat fell clearly into the big man's ears.

The man didn't say anything after hearing this, but a hint of sarcasm flashed across his face.

Murong Fu didn't seem to have heard anything and didn't care. He picked up a wine jar on the table and walked leisurely to the big man's table. He lifted the hem of his robe, sat down opposite the big man, and poured himself a full glass of wine.

The bowl was disturbed with a sound, and then the drink was finished in one gulp.

The bowl of white wine was gone in the blink of an eye. Murong Fu's expression did not change, his heart did not beat, and he looked at the big man opposite him with a smile.

The man was overjoyed to see Murong Fu so cheerful, and most of his previous unhappiness disappeared immediately. He praised: "Good drinker!" He then picked up a full bowl of white wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Then he picked up the jar of wine on the table with one hand and said to Murong Fu: "Come, try my sorghum!" As he said this, he poured a full bowl of wine into Murong Fu's wine bowl, causing hops to splash everywhere.

, the wine overflowed and wet half of the table, and then he poured another bowl for himself, raised his hands, admiring Rong Fu and said: "Come on, brother, finish this bowl!"

Murong Fu did not hesitate, picked up the wine bowl and touched it with the big man, and they both drank at the same time.

The two of them neither asked their names nor were polite, they just came and went, finishing three big bowls in one go.

After three bowls of wine, the big man still felt that he was not enjoying himself enough, so he said to Murong Fu, "This wine bowl is too small. Why don't you and I drink ten more bowls of wine?"

Murong Fu's ability to drink was not weak to begin with, and now that he had a strong internal energy, how could he be afraid of what was in the cup? Seeing that this man was interested in drinking wine, he found it quite interesting, and smiled and said: "Brother, if you are so elegant, don't talk about drinking anymore."

Ten bowls means twenty bowls, eighty bowls, or a hundred bowls, so why not?"

The big man smiled heartily: "Okay! Have fun!" Then he ordered the bartender: "Waiter, take another 20 kilograms of sorghum and get two big bowls!"

After a while, the bartender came to the table with a full jar of wine, put down two bowls, and smiled at the man: "Sir, do you want to pour some wine?"

The man took out a large silver coin from his arms, put it on the table, and said to the waiter: "These count as the cost of the wine. Later, you can pour as much as we two drink, and the rest is yours."

The waiter in the shop just took a brief glance and saw that the silver was an ingot of snowflake silver of good quality. It weighed at least twenty taels, which was more than enough to buy another ten jars of wine.

The waiter was so happy that he hurriedly said some flattering words, opened the mud seal, poured a full bowl of wine into the two sea bowls in front of them, and then stepped aside.

This bowl weighed more than two kilograms at least. The big man picked up the wine bowl and said to Murong Fu, "Have you ever asked me for your name?"

Murong Fu picked up the wine bowl and said: "I am a stranger from the Jianghu, and I am a native of Zuixiang. I am just a name. Come and do it!"

As he spoke, he held the bowl with one hand and touched the big man's wine bowl.

The big man drank like a tiger eating a sheep. The full bowl of wine disappeared into his belly in an instant, and the remaining wine splashed on his clothes without even noticing.

Murong Fu drank like a whale absorbing water. Not a drop of white wine was left in the bowl, and not a drop was spilled. After drinking, he gently put the bowl on the table and waited for the waiter to pour the wine.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them drank three bowls each, and they were not even tipsy at all.

On the other hand, the waiter in charge of pouring wine saw that a jar of liquor was missing by more than half in an instant. He was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time. He just stood there blankly, watching the two people without changing their expressions, chatting and laughing, just like everyone.

During the day, it was like seeing a ghost. It wasn't until the big man screamed several times that he realized what he was doing and poured it on the two of them again.

The big man was very happy when he heard Murong Fu's heroic words and free and easy actions. He had prided himself on being a drunkard all his life, but today he met his opponent here. All the slight unhappiness he had felt earlier had already gone away.

He was originally from Shaolin, and his martial arts skills were all laid by the careful teachings of Shaolin monks when he was a child. Therefore, he just heard Doctor Xue and others talking about Shaolin, and their words were quite disrespectful, which made him feel unhappy.

He wanted to teach these Meng Lang disciples a lesson for Shaolin, so he deliberately used words to provoke them. On the surface, he was inviting them to come over for a drink, but in fact he was motivating them to take action.

Unexpectedly, the young man from the other side, who seemed to be polite and elegant, actually came over and drank three bowls without saying any nonsense.

He originally thought that the other party was just a young man from an aristocratic family who was out to practice for the first time. He did not know the dangers of the world, so he let a few of his guards speak rudely. At first, he had contempt for the other party, thinking that if the other party was not happy, he would ridicule him.

In just a moment, the remaining half of the jar of wine went into the two of them.

The waiter in the shop was stunned, and at the big man's command, he brought two more small jars of wine.

This time, the two of them didn't even use the wine bowls. They just took a jar each, opened the mud seal, picked up the jar and said "please" to the other party. As soon as they touched the jar, they each drank half of the jar.

Not to mention that the waiter in the inn felt like he had seen a ghost. This wine fight shocked the entire inn's guests. Even the cooks on the stove and the cooks on the stove gave up their respective jobs and gathered around the table to watch the match between the two.

liquor.

Not to mention the surprise of ordinary people who don't know martial arts, even people like Doctor Xue who have traveled around the world and are well-informed have never seen this kind of drinking method? In the past, the saying that you won't get drunk after a thousand cups was an exaggeration and extravagance by the predecessors. Today,

It seemed to be true. While I admired my uncle's generosity, I also felt a bit afraid of the big man who was drinking with Murong Fu.

Wang Yuyan and Abi were resting in a room. When they heard a loud noise downstairs, they worried that their sweetheart would be in trouble, so they quickly went downstairs to check.

The two of them looked from the stairs and saw Murong Fu and a big man drinking from each other at a wine jar. A large group of people were bustling around them.

In the entire inn, everyone put down their work to watch this rare spectacle. Not to mention the drunkards who were drinking and surrounded them. Even the people on the street saw the crowd inside the restaurant from a distance.

There were so many people, and they all came over to watch the fun.

The two of them drank a jar of wine each, and then asked the bartender to serve two more jars. Upstairs and downstairs, countless onlookers cheered and cheered.

Wang Yuyan and Wang Yuyan were shocked and frightened, and quickly wanted to go over and persuade their sweetheart, but at this moment they couldn't even find a place to stay, so how could they get there?

At this moment, only one sound of the piano was heard. This clear and healthy sound of the piano exploded in the noisy crowd. Like hearing a bell in the clear night or listening to Zen in the middle of the night, the noisy crowd suddenly calmed down.

Kang Guangling jumped up and easily jumped two feet with his iron piano. He floated to the second floor like a paper kite and landed next to Abi and Wang Yuyan.

People who were close to her exclaimed in surprise, not expecting that a skinny old man could possess such a magical skill. In fear, they automatically moved out of the way and tried to stay as far away from Ermei as possible, for fear that someone might accidentally offend this martial artist.

A strong old man brings big trouble to himself.

"Master, why did the young master go up against that man?" Abi asked hurriedly, worried about Murong Fu.

"Old sir, will my cousin be okay?" Compared with Abi's previous encounters with Murong Fu, this was the first time Wang Yuyan saw Murong Fu confronting others. Although it was not a sword fight, but a life-and-death fight,

But it is also extremely dangerous. Under the worry, the beautiful eyes were unconsciously covered with a layer of mist.

Kang Guangling shook his head with a wry smile, and briefly recounted the situation in which he and Divine Doctor Xue made a mistake just now, causing the other party to provoke him, and Murong Fu went to the meeting with wine.

After hearing this, Er Shu became even more worried and ready to cry. Wang Yuyan was so anxious that she couldn't help but burst into tears. She begged: "Old sir, please persuade my cousin to stop fighting with that rude man."

Come on, cousin, he never admits defeat, if he drinks like this, he, he will drink to death!"

How could Kang Guangling afford Wang Yuyan's pleading? He was so confused that he hurriedly bowed down and said, "I'm sorry for you, young man. How can I dare to talk too much about my uncle's affairs? I can only do my best."

After saying that, Kang Guangling stood up, tuned the strings and columns, waved the seven strings, and looked at Feihong. The trickling sound of the piano poured out from the iron harp like running water with strong internal force.

Although Murong Fu drank a lot of alcohol, he should not drink like this. As soon as he finished the first bottle, he felt like a dragon was making waves in his belly, and his chest felt like a ball of charcoal was burning, but the big man was still simmering.

I drank from the bottle, but I didn't feel drunk at all.

He originally wanted to imitate someone who used the Six Meridians Divine Sword to force alcohol out of the body, but when he heard the thunderous cheers around him and the crowds of spectators, he suddenly became so heroic that he thought to himself that since I, Murong Fu, are as famous as this person, how can I compare him for the first time?

Use such means?

Suddenly, scenes from the past appeared in front of his eyes: the wandering youth in his previous life, not worrying about day and night. In his youth, he studied hard in a cold window and could not see the garden. Later, after leaving the ivory tower, he drank ice and slept on firewood, and finally became cold.

Hot-blooded. How is it that in this life, when the steps are difficult, we must take care of each step, travel through the rivers and lakes, and be courageous with our swords and harps with our hearts.

Suddenly, a burst of heroic spirit burst out from his chest, just like the red sun rising through the clouds. At the same time, the Murong family's secret skill was naturally activated, like a river and a stone turning, and the battlefield was showing off. The drunkenness suddenly disappeared.

Most of the time, he immediately picked up another jar of wine and said to the other party: "Come on, brother, I'll drink a thousand cups this time and sell them together for eternity!"

At this time, Qiao Feng had already been ignited by Murong Fu's pride, and the slightest bit of unhappiness he had felt had already gone away. In his heart, he regarded him as one of the best men in the world. He felt that all the wine he had drunk in his life had added up.

Not as happy as today.

Although he was already sixty-seven percent drunk after drinking these few jars of white wine, when he saw Murong Fu's wine jar being handed over to him, he still raised the jar and touched it hard: "Good brother, let's do it!"

The two of them raised the wine jars in their hands at the same time and drank. After drinking all the two jars of white wine, they threw the wine jars to the ground, looked at each other and laughed.

At this time, Kang Guangling's piano music, driven by his internal force, reached an exciting point, just like the high mountains and the roaring Yangtze River.

Murong Fu laughed loudly, and the sound was heard in the sky: "In the high mountains and flowing water, it is difficult to find a close friend. The village's wine is sparse, which is not enough to drunk a strong man. Brother, how about we change the place and have another drink?"

Qiao Feng suddenly stood up, his whole body's internal energy was surging, his sleeves and robes were windless, and he was like a mountain peak rising from the plains. He laughed: "It's great, it's great. Okay, then as my brother said, I'll have another drink in another place."

field!"

At this time, the inside and outside of the inn were already so full that even a needle couldn't be inserted.

Qiao Feng flicked it twice with his big hands. The guests automatically parted a path to let him pass, looking at the big man in yellow as if they were looking at a god.

Qiao Feng walked out and said loudly: "Brother, follow me, let's change places and have another drink!"

He was determined to test Murong Fu's skills, but when the voice came, he was already ten feet away.

Murong Fu laughed loudly and told Kang Guangling and others: "You guys take good care of Yuyan and Abi, and I'll go meet the leader of the largest gang in the world! Hahaha."

As he spoke, Murong Fu stood upright, and the sound of white cranes could be heard in the sky.

When Wang Yuyan and Abi saw that Murong Fu had left a word and followed the unidentified man with extremely high martial arts skills out, they felt anxious and quickly said to Kang Guangling, Doctor Xue and others: "Old sir, hurry up and follow us, look.

Look at my cousin!"

Behind them, the drinkers who had just witnessed a grand drinking battle between the world's heroes were still immersed in the shock. They saw the two people's quick movements and amazing martial arts. They were even more surprised to think that the two were the legendary descendants of the world.

, the immortal who traveled around the world, was speechless for a long time.

After they realized that this was not a dream, they began to discuss the identity of the two people. They just speculated for a long time, but they had no clue. Finally, they remembered what Murong Fu said before leaving: "Go and meet for a while."

The leader of the largest gang in the world!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although most of the people here are not people in the martial arts world, they also know the status of the Beggar Clan as the largest martial arts gang, and the leader of the Beggar Clan, Qiao Feng, has unparalleled martial arts skills and is heroic.

Cloud, no one knows it, no one knows it.

"That man is actually Qiao Feng! No wonder he has such a good drinking capacity and such high martial arts skills! Bei Qiao Feng, Nan Murong. Since that man is Qiao Feng, then the young master who had a drink with him just now should be Murong, who is called Nan Murong.
To be continued...