The best playboy

Chapter 2190 Men need taste
"Bang~"

Ding Fan still wanted to reach out to pour the wine, but his hands and feet were a little disobedient. The wine bottle hit the golden square table, his face turned red, his neck and skin also turned red, and he tried to open his eyes , but he couldn't open it.

Panting heavily like a cow, shaking his lips, he pointed to the wine bottle and said, "Pour the wine, pour the wine, and pour me ten more glasses!"

Ling Wanru didn't move, she shook her head and said, "Little guy, you can't drink any more, you're already drunk."

"Pour wine!"

Ding Fan's tone suddenly became cold, and there was no doubt in his tone. His eyes opened, and there was a blood red inside with a fierce light. His aura also became stronger. At this time, Ling Wanru had an illusion , sitting opposite is not a teenager, but a powerful and cruel beast.

"Then pour it out, why are you so fierce? Miss Ben wants to see how many cups you can drink?"

Ling Wanru covered her mouth and said, then she stood up, took out ten cups, poured them all with wine, and then said with a sneer: "If you can drink all of these, this girl can let you practice Room free practice for 25 days."

"Ho, ho~"

Ding Fan was out of breath, closed his eyes, lowered his head, his face became a little gloomy, the reason why he didn't fall down was his strong willpower.

How terrible is his willpower?
The evil spirits attacked his soul for three days and three nights, and they couldn't destroy his soul at all. Those three days and three nights were like suffering in hell. Now that the pain has passed, how can a little alcohol paralyze his nerves? Woolen cloth?
"Wait a minute, I can't get drunk, I want to drink all this wine!"

This idea emerged in Ding Fan's mind, to fight with strong willpower and a sense of drowsiness from the depths of his soul, his hands were trembling slightly, and then he grabbed a glass like lightning, and raised his head to hold it The wine poured into his mouth.

Fast, accurate, very enjoyable, absolutely not sloppy!

Alcoholic people tend to have paralysis of nerves, loss of mental control, and dull body, but Ding Fan just drank a glass of wine, and he drank it quickly and accurately, which surprised Ling Wanru again.

Things that surprised her continued to happen.

Ding Fan rested for a while.His eyes opened suddenly, and he drank another glass like lightning. This time, he didn't rest, and drank another glass one after another, and then he leaned against the back wall in a desperate state.

Nine cups!

Ding Fan and the previous ones had already drank nine cups, which was about the same as the best drinker Ling Wanru had ever seen. In addition, although Ding Fan was very close to the bulkhead, he was not completely drunk. Muscles are still trembling, hands and feet are still struggling to sit up.

Ding Fan didn't use any real energy to force the wine out!
Ling Wanru was very sure of this, Ding Fan immediately seemed a little out of control after drinking the first glass of wine, from this it can be inferred that Ding Fan's capacity for alcohol is not good, but can he drink nine glasses of Scarlet Rose?This confused Ling Wanru.Why didn't Ding Fan drink down after drinking so much?
"Ho~"

Ding Fan heard a roar from his throat, he sat up suddenly, and opened his eyes again.

There was more redness in these eyes, and it looked more terrifying.His face was also very gloomy, looking like a wounded beast.

He grabbed two cups with both hands and poured them into his mouth continuously.Two, four, six, seven cups!
Seventeen cups!
Ding Fan drank seventeen glasses of wine. He grinned and said, "Miss Wanru, you have promised for 20 days not to break the contract. Goodbye."

Ding Fan reached out and touched the table.He grabbed his green wood mask and pressed it on his face. After putting on the mask, he stood up while holding the golden square table tightly.

Then he staggered out of the cabin.After fumbling for a long time, he opened the door and walked to the guardrail outside the cabin.And then...he fell headfirst, straight onto the deck.

Zhong Zhiqiang hurried down, picked up Ding Fan and walked into their cabin, Ling Wanru didn't come out, and didn't go to see if Ding Fan would die because he was drunk.

She sat in the cabin for a long time before the shock on her face disappeared. Finally, she spit out a few words: "How can he have such perverted willpower, so powerful."

Sixteen cups of dripping blood roses, even if her grandfather is a sixth-level master in the God Realm, if he does not use his true energy to force out the drink, he will definitely not be able to drink it. In addition, Ding Fan can still drink with him after drinking. She spoke, and put on the mask herself and walked out of the hatch.

"It is said that if a person has a strong willpower, he can resist the paralysis and invasion of alcohol, and always maintain a sense of sobriety."

Ling Wanru remembered a word from an expert, which she never believed before.At this moment, she believed it.After drinking for five years, she encountered such a pervert for the first time.

"This is indeed a beast that is not easy to tame, strong and interesting!"

Ling Wanru recalled the first time she saw Ding Fan on the deck.Although Ding Fan was young and dressed like a playboy, she could see through Ding Fan's disguise at a glance.

Ding Fan experienced too much suffering, and then too many things happened, too many people were killed by him, he also served as the owner of the island, many powerful people bowed their heads in front of him, and even almost Obtained the entire Tianmu Sea and became the leader of the most powerful force in the Northern Wilderness.

A person's temperament will constantly change with his identity. No matter what his identity becomes, the temperament exuding from his bones cannot be hidden. Ling Wanru recognized Ding Fan as an uncontrollable fierce horse at a glance, But didn't realize the horse was more alive than she thought.

"It's really powerful!"

Ling Wanru murmured while drinking, she laughed from time to time, and cried silently for a while, her hair quickly became messy, and her clothes were no longer neat, like a madman who lost her mind...

Ding Fan had been sleeping all day and all night, and when he woke up, his stomach was still rolling. He finally recovered after resting for nearly five hours.

Although he was drunk and unconscious at the time, he drank sixteen cups, and Ling Wanru asked him to practice for free for 25 days. He still remembers this incident clearly.

After he casually ate something, he immediately called to the practice room. The steward seemed to have received Ling Wanru's order, and let him in directly, and he immediately retreated and practiced inside.

He has fully comprehended the memory of the evil spirit, but now he lacks practice to prove it. After two days of practice, he has vaguely touched something superficial.

That evil spirit relied on his own body to release a set of profound martial arts. He didn't need to feel the connotation of this martial skill. He only needed to imitate this martial skill bit by bit and learn how to use this martial skill.

It's easier said than done, although Ding Fan's memory of the martial arts released by the evil spirit is still fresh, and he has calculated every detail, so it should be no problem.

No problem, in fact, it's a big problem!
In the next half month, Ding Fan has been cultivating in the training room, eating, drinking, and sleeping there. He tried various methods, but he still couldn't use that set of magical skills. He still could only conjure up a dozen phantoms That's all.

He was lying in the corner of the training room, chewing dry food and drinking water, while frowning and thinking.

"What's wrong? Does it mean that if I can't comprehend the true meaning of reflection, I can't use this magical skill?
Ding Fan muttered and said, if he hasn't made any progress for such a long time, there must be something wrong. If he continues to practice like this, he will only fall into a difficult situation, and he will never be able to get out for the rest of his life.

"Can I go in another direction? In another way?"

Ding Fan's eyes sparkled, he pondered for a while, then put the remaining dry food into his mouth, and sat up.

He intends to change direction. First of all, he will find a way to reach more than 60 phantoms first. After reaching the limit of the shadowless magic skill, he can differentiate into more than 100 phantoms. He wants to achieve this goal first.

Ten days later!
Ding Fan's body suddenly shone brightly, and then his body was divided into two, and the two were divided into four, and finally reached a hundred.

In the big training room, a hundred figures shone with light, all of them were Ding Fan, making people look dazzled and unable to distinguish the truth.

but……

If you can't distinguish it with your eyes, it doesn't mean you can't distinguish it with your spiritual sense. Moreover, these phantoms of Ding Fan can only follow Ding Fan completely. They can't run around. Like magic.

In these ten days, Ding Fan has cultivated the shadowless magic skill to the point of being close to success. The peak of this magic skill can transform more than 100 phantoms. Ding Fan can now be divided into more than 100, which is close to It's a big deal.

Ding Fan practiced this magical skill for a long time, but he could only split into a dozen phantoms. Now, in just ten days, he can reach more than 100 phantoms.

It's not that Ding Fan's comprehension has improved, all this is thanks to that evil spirit.

The evil spirit stole this magical skill from Ding Fan's soul, and then comprehended it himself, making his avatars transform into more than 60 clones. In the memory fragments of the evil spirit, there is a way to improve their state , Ding Fan comprehended them based on the memory fragments of the evil spirits. Of course, the progress was very fast.

"well!"

Ding Fan's figure disappeared one by one, and Ding Fan's real body appeared, looking very satisfied.

At least the last 25 days of practice have given him something to gain. Now there are more than 100 avatars. What he needs to do now is to integrate this magical skill with the essence of reflection to make his phantom avatars more real. It is enough for the sixth-level masters of the God Realm to perceive it, and can control these phantom clones to fly in all directions.

"As long as I cultivate with my heart, I will always master this divine skill!"

Ding Fan clenched his fists tightly, sat in the corner, took out dry food in his hand, and moved the green wood mask to the top of his head, exposing his mouth for chewing.During this time, he put all his body and mind into cultivation, forgetting that 25 days had passed.

"Squeak~"

As the sound cabin door slowly opened, the steward walked in slowly, looked at Ding Fan and said indifferently: "I said, young master, it's time for you to practice drinking."

"It's here?"

Ding Fan was still sitting on the ground gnawing on a piece of dry food. After hearing what the steward said, he looked towards the cabin door, and indeed saw a beautiful figure there.

Ling Wanru leaned against the door, watching Ding Fan squatting in the corner chewing dry food, with long hair hanging loose and ragged clothes like a beggar, a slight change appeared in her eyes.

It's not that she has never seen hardworking people, but for a lunatic like Ding Fan, this is rare. Ding Fan seems to have no shortage of obsidian. It must be amazing.But I don't understand why he cultivated so desperately?
"Okay, I'll be out right away."

Ding Fan finished eating the dry food in his hand, put on the green wood mask, and jumped up lightly. Ling Wanru and the Guan went out first, and Ding Fan followed behind.

After Ding Fan walked out, Ling Wanru immediately covered her nose and said, "You really stink, little guy."

"Hahaha!"

Ding Fan laughed loudly, and said disapprovingly: "A man needs to smell to be more like a man, isn't that what he said?"

Ding Fan strode towards the wine room, where there was a place to take a bath. After washing, he changed into a clean robe, and Ding Fan came out very comfortably.

(End of this chapter)