With the revival of spiritual energy, I can improve a hundredfold!

This empty seat was the fastest to fall down. As soon as Su Bing sat on it, someone next to him said:
"This seat is the first to be eliminated, and there are really people sitting there!"

"Here comes another young man. The young man who came last time is probably not out of danger yet."

"I don't think this is too good now. It will be gone after drinking the second bottle at most."

"When the time comes, the two of us will drive him into the room, and he won't weigh too much, so as not to be too tired to carry another big man there."

It was the bar staff who were speaking, wandering around the event.

It is to carry drunk people into the private room.

As soon as Su Bing came up, he saw these two people laughing at him, so he just turned his head and smiled.

All the players on the field fell down, and the best record was saved in the fourth bottle.

In this way, Su Bing felt a little bit like laughing. These people have been in the wine market for more than [-] years.

It's unbelievable that even a few bottles of wine can't last.

But Su Bing didn't say it when he thought about it, after watching them all be carried into the private room.

Their seats were immediately vacated, and Su Bing was the first person in the second round, although his courage was commendable.

But not valued by others.

After waiting for 5 minutes, three people came intermittently.

These three people are strong and strong, like a tiger descending a mountain.

Their appearance aroused the cheers of many people, they are the regulars of this bar.

They are also the first batch of people who challenged the opening of Daji.

Perhaps it was because their injuries had healed, and they came to challenge immediately.

"Let's welcome Wine King Johnson, whose best score was five bottles last time."

"Whether we can win in one fell swoop this time, let us wait and see."

What Su Bing didn't expect was that the store in front of this man could have the waiter cheering for him alone.

It can be seen that his strength is extraordinary, and he is an opponent that should not be underestimated.

There were four participants in the second batch, including Su Bing.

After placing six bottles of wine in front of the four of them, the waiter slowly stepped off the stage.

Suddenly Su Bing felt the pressure coming, and the air above became more dignified.

A large amount of carbon dioxide drifted to the top of the bar, and it was difficult to breathe sitting here.

Coupled with high-intensity white wine irrigation, it will make people dizzy.

Su Bing understands this truth, but he has no way to go down to drink.

The game started, and the people below cheered wildly.

Su Bing opened the first bottle of baijiu, and just after the lid was opened, a mellow smell came over his face.

Let him revel in it.

[High-concentration liquor]: After taking it, it will make people drunk and dizzy.

[Do you want to modify the effect? ]

Su Bing's golden finger popped out suddenly, which made Su Bing feel a little bit of comfort.

"I suddenly forgot about this thing. It seems that winning the game this time is simply a piece of cake."

"But I can't act too much, after all, these high-strength liquors are not a joke."

"No matter who comes, it is impossible to leave the bar safely."

Su Bing understood this truth, so he said to the Goldfinger system:
"Modify the effect!"

The six bottles of white wine in front of Su Bing's eyes gave off some dim light under the eyes of everyone.

This changed their effect.

"Start now, regardless of the time, until you get down or finish drinking the liquor."

After a whistle sounded, the other three were descending like tigers.

Opening the bottle cap, he frantically poured wine into his mouth.

They adopted the same method, hoping to finish the baijiu through a blitzkrieg.

But their effect seemed to be minimal, and they downed two bottles of baijiu in no time.

Everyone present cheered for them, and within a minute, two bottles were killed.

The remaining four bottles are still holding their breath and they have to finish drinking. Although the words say so, it is very difficult to act.

The speed of the three of them slowly slowed down, and their bodies began to shake with the infusion of alcohol.

But Su Bing tasted it slowly. He asked the waiter for a cup and only drank one cup at a time.

Su Bing's speed is not slow, but he is measuring by the speed of the other two.

When the first person in the seat drank the third bottle, his body was out of control.

He overturned the entire wine table, and the person also fell down, snoring and falling asleep.

This made the audience look contemptuous.

"It's just gone after drinking the third bottle, it's really boring."

"No, this one fell the fastest in history, it's really too weak."

"I'm not even as good as me at this level, and you dare to come up to challenge, is this obviously a joke?"

"Where is the waiter, quickly take this idiot away, so as not to affect my mood."

The two waiters quickly stepped forward and set the wine table in threes and fives.

The middle-aged man was dragged away, and there were only three of the four people on the stage left.

The audience in the audience also felt a little nervous.

But Su Bing's wine has been changed, from the previous 72 degrees to the current [-] degrees.

With such a low degree, it can be said that it is not even as good as some beers.

But Su Bing painfully expressed his situation in order not to arouse suspicion.

Every time I take a sip of wine, I have to pretend like I drank a ball of fire down my throat.

Although he drank very slowly, he also turned a blind eye to the orders of the people around him.

"Drink faster, just like you are so slow, you will be paralyzed by alcohol in a while, and your nerves will soon fail."

"This young man has nothing to do with drinking, how could he win?"

"Leave him alone. He doesn't have much hope of winning. If he can last until the second bottle, he's probably already burned."

"Let's focus on Johnson, he is most likely to win the championship this time."

Everyone was telling their conjectures, while the condition of the other two on the stage was getting worse and worse.

The eyes of the second person became confused, and he also started talking nonsense, pointing at the people in the audience.

Shake your head from time to time, trying to make yourself feel a little awake

But the 72-degree liquor is not a joke with you, and soon the second person can't hold it anymore.

The crumbling body made him feel that life would be worse than death.

At this time, the third bottle of wine had been emptied on his table, and the fourth bottle was half drunk, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

But his subconscious didn't admit defeat yet, he kept using his hands to prop up his body.

Not letting himself fall down, after all, alcohol paralyzed his body.

There was a commotion, and he rolled down from the stage, laying on the ground without the slightest reaction.

Immediately, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, accompanied by the stench of alcohol, which quickly spread among the crowd.

This person obviously broke his stomach from drinking, and he couldn't bear such a burden, so he vomited it out.

The bartenders are very thorough and have a good attitude.

After quickly cleaning up what the man spit out, he took two bottles of perfume and sprayed it on.