Drinking capacity is a weird mystery, it has nothing to do with body shape or gender.

Some people seem to be strong and able to eat and drink, but they should be dizzy if they don’t have the alcohol tolerance.

Hongyuan was the first to fall down, but his mount Black Tiger was not as good as his alcohol content. In terms of alcoholism, perhaps the only place where Black Tiger could beat Hongyuan.

Even the puppy lay down behind Hongyuan. Of course, there was not much time apart.

After dealing with Hongyuan, Xing Zhen and Dandelion breathed a long sigh. The remaining woman with a slim body would probably be much more relaxed to face it.

As for the remaining black tiger, why not be afraid of a beast?

Thinking of this, Xing Zhen and Dandelion were full of energy. They threatened to change the wine bowl to the jar.

The two of them had a simple idea, just fight and decide to take a break early.

Bei Ruoxi said half-heartedly, saying that he couldn't drink enough, but he held up the jar of wine in his hand.

Heihu opened his throat and laughed: "Okay, the wine jar is happy."

Xing Zhen and Dandelion were more wary of the Black Tiger.

However, after a whale sucks and drinks, Bei Ruoxi's face did not change, just like nothing happened.

The black tiger staggered, and its tongue stopped bent.

Xing Zhen and Dandelion lay on the ground, shouting, "I can still drink." Then their heads plummeted.

Be Ruoxi and Heihu were left, and the latter looked at the woman holding the cage and shivered.

Not long after, the black tiger sighed: "Women are tigers, and tigers are even more fierce." Then there was no sound.

The next morning, Heihu woke up and was weak and weak, and he was disbanded.

He staggered and got up, "Si" gasped. His whole body was sore, instantly covering up the pain in his head.

After looking at Hongyuan who was awake, he asked, "Why does the whole body hurt if the fake bar?"

The people asked were confused and answered one after another: "Only the head hurts, the body doesn't hurt."

Heihu was wondering, and from the corner of his eyes he saw a blood column flowing in the middle.

Heihu looked at everyone present and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Who is the one who is using a black hand while I'm drunk?"

Everyone remained silent unanimously, and Heihu scratched his head and murmured to himself: "Did I say the wrong thing? Damn the wine is so strong, I can't remember it."

Hongyuan did what he said, and on that day he led Xing Zhen to challenge the three strongest people in the lower five realms in the abyss of the Dragon.

The first battle is an acquaintance, the first person in the fifth level of martial arts to replenish the yang. When he sees Xing Zhen, he will immediately start to kill people.

Heihu, who was angry, was quite polite. He didn't care what Butian Pavilion was. He slapped Buyang over with a slap, held it down and gritted his teeth to threaten it.

"The commander has spoken, only the competition is allowed not to hurt people's lives. Otherwise, hehe, let me kill and set fire."

"You dare to insult the disciples of Butian Pavilion!" Buyang, whose face was pressed down, squeezed out a few words from his teeth.

With a "Ao" whistling, the black tiger opened its bloody mouth. Its sharp teeth approached and easily cut off the hair that replenished the yang.

The latter is tough and has a slanted black tiger's face full of disdain.

Heihu really dared not kill anyone. After intimidation, he saw Buyang's stubborn appearance and suddenly lost interest. After letting go of her, he muttered, "I see that the uncle doesn't dare to eat you, so don't fall into my hands in the future."

From Shushui Kingdom to Beiliang, and from Beiliang to Longduanzhou. Xing Zhen traveled thousands of miles and encountered various enemies along the way.

He can't count the number of times he uses weak to attack the strong and cross-border killing enemies with one hand. Xing is really arrogant and proud, but his vision is limited, so he naturally lacks his understanding of the path of martial arts.

The beating of Buyang is so hard that he can't find Beihou, and his nose is bruised and swollen. Just one level away, Xing Zhen is so hard that he has no power to fight back.

Xing Zhen has no killer weapon. Buyang, as a disciple of Butian Pavilion, of course he also has his killer weapon.

Hongyuan patted Xing Zhen's shoulders, who had failed, and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Very strong." Xing Zhen answered two words.

Hongyuan was worried that the punishment would be really hit and comforted him: "When you wait for the Condensation Realm, you may have a fight."

Xing Zhen casually wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and said excitedly: "Aren't there the strongest physical and strongest sword cultivator?"

After being shocked, Hongyuan couldn't hide his excitement: "It's really okay? Don't show off?"

Xing Zhen grinned: "Senior, don't worry, I'm looking forward to the remaining two. It's better to choose a day than to meet the day. Let's challenge them together today."

Xing is persistent and braver as he gets more and more frustrated, which is very in line with Hongyuan's appetite. Haha, laughed: "Let's go, I'll take you to get beaten."

Yang Da of the Jietian Sect, his natal flying sword is as fast as lightning. Xing Zhen cannot catch any traces of his naked eyes, and his soul will be approaching when he senses it.

His opponent Yang Da originally thought he was sure to win. Since it was brought by Hongyuan, there was no need to take heavy measures. The soul was pulled, and the natal flying sword slowed down slightly.

Suddenly his eyes were frozen, and the man with a sword opposite was tilted at a strange angle. His body drifted at an angle of 45 degrees with the ground, and he avoided the flying sword in a moment.

It’s not Xing Zhen’s luck, but Meng Yi’s sword energy is used to sharpen and understand the sword’s way. The sword’s way here is not the law, but the trajectory of the flying sword’s progress.

Xing Zhen failed to replenish yang first. This time he lowered his posture to show weakness first, and then accidentally fought in close combat.

However, he underestimated the title of the number one sword cultivator in the fifth realm. Yang Da was delayed for a moment and then changed to solemnity. The speed of the flying sword suddenly increased by more than ten times.

It turned out that it was to give Hongyuan a face, and Yang Da used all his strength before he started a war. When he saw Xing Zhen's clumsiness clearly, he had nothing to hide.

Next, Xing Zhen's body was cut from the bleeding groove again and again by the flying sword, and the dark man with a stubborn temper charged again and again.

The two of them fought too realistically, and they looked like a real life-and-death battle. Bei Ruoxi and Dandelion, who were watching the game, were always focused and alert.

Even Hongyuan was sweating for these two people, and he was too involved.

"It's just a competition, don't be so serious, right?" Hongyuan was full of doubts after the end.

Xing Zhense, who was lying on the ground in a large shape, said: "I saw hostility in Yang Da's eyes."

Hongyuan glanced at Bei Ruoxi, who apologized: "Maybe it's because of me."

Xing Zhen waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, continue with the next game."

"Farewell, there are prejudices between Shi Mo Hong and Bei Ruoxi of the Shi Mo Sect." Hongyuan persuaded.

Xing Zhen smiled casually: "It doesn't matter if you should face it sooner or later."

During the first trip to the Dragon Abyss, Xing Zhen was beaten three times. The attack and killing he suffered was no less than the fight between the wild continent, and he dragged his serious injuries back to Bei Mansion.

After Xing Zhen saw the farmer and a big jar beside him, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Yuan Chungang waved his hand and signaled Xing Zhen to go over, and the latter also waved his hands and laughed: "Today, the three consecutive games are almost done."

Yuan Chungang smiled honestly and said, "After fighting Ao's body, recover and continue."

"Farewell, medicine is quite expensive." I'm not afraid of fighting fiercely with the three geniuses, but I do have a lot of psychological shadows when facing the peasant man.

Yuan Chungang said harmlessly: "Have you forgotten the rules of forging the sect? If you win, you will lose the prize and you will be punished. Do you want to run away if you lose three games in a row today?"

"I want to!" While speaking, Xing Zhen turned around and ran away.

However, as soon as he stepped open his legs, he felt that his shoulder was grabbed by a palm. The next moment, he felt a punch in his forehead and his whole body was limp and weak.

When competing with Buyang, Yang Da and Shi Mohong, Xing Zhen never said a word even though the bones were broken by the other party. Now he was beaten by Yuan Chungang as a sandbag, Xing Zhen screamed like a pig.

Dandelion blinked his eyes and muttered: "I want to take notes and record all the things I see and hear today, so I won't be here to accompany you."

After saying that, Changran's man turned around and left.

"Woof, woof, woof." The puppy followed closely behind.

The wind in the courtyard is messy. Didn’t it be a good brother to be born and die? How could one run faster than the other?

Seeing Xing Zhen's miserable appearance, Bei Ruoxi wanted to run away even if she felt weak. However, she didn't understand Yuan Chungang's methods and was afraid that she would accidentally beat Xing Zhen to death.

He insisted on his disgust until the end, but Yuan Chungang clapped his hands and said unsatisfiedly: "Take Xing Zhen in the jar and rest for a day tomorrow, and go to the Dragon Abyss to challenge the day after tomorrow. If you lose, you will be the end of this."

Bei Ruoxi finally knew why when Qingyang Town met Xing Zhen, the divine cultivation and the guy with ordinary martial arts qualifications stepped to the front of the same realm step by step.

At the same time, we also shout for justice for Xing Zhen. It is natural to lose, and it is abnormal not to lose. You should know that the three people in the Dragon Abyss are not just the three top geniuses recognized by the Dragon Continent.

Moreover, these three people have been fighting and tempering in the Abyss of the Dragons for many years, and they are not as flashy as the children of aristocratic families. Their realm is achieved through real fighting.

Bei Ruoxi, dressed in white, likes to be clean and even has a bit of a cleanliness obsessed with cleanliness. She felt sorry for Xing Zhen, and endured the blood stains on her clothes. She picked Xing Zhen up and slowly put it in the big tank.

The thick transparent liquid instantly turned scarlet. Bei Ruoxi felt something and rubbed the corners of his eyes and whispered: "I have suffered, and you have no less suffering than being trapped in the pit."

"Sister Xi, why didn't you call me when you go to the abyss today?" A woman in purple patted Bei Ruoxi on the shoulder, and her words were full of complaints.

Bei Ruoxi naturally pulled Lu Leyin's little hand and explained: "I went with my friends, you don't like their men fighting and killing."

The woman called Lu Leyin smiled mischievously: "Who said I don't like it anymore? I heard that someone challenges Buyang and Yang Da. If there is such a thing, you must call me."

Bei Ruoxi said helplessly: "Okay, okay, sure. Have you eaten so late?"

Lu Leyin smiled and said, "Sister Xi treats you?"

Bei Ruoxi glanced at Xing Zhen in the big tank, and felt relieved without any hindrance. He pulled the woman in purple and urged him, "Don't look, let's have a meal."

Lu Yueyin stretched her neck and insisted on seeing what was in the big tank, and then spit out a purple dress.

Bei Ruoxi was not angry: "Can you still eat it?"

The woman in purple frowned and said, "You can eat it just by making it."

"If you have guests here, you can only eat at home." Bei Ruoxi poured a basin of cold water.
To be continued...