Nine Dragons War God

"I, You Luoshen, the Netherworld Emissary, choose to transform the broken sword into a divine sword!" The Netherworld Emissary You Luoshen raised the broken sword in his hand and looked into Lei Nian's eyes.

Hearing that, Lei Nian immediately held up the transparent plate in his hand, and looked at it: "Good! "Since that's the case, let's see just who can transform into something miraculous in the shortest amount of time!"

The two thousand men weren't idle at the moment. What were they doing? In the wager of course, regardless of winning or losing, the wine would definitely come from the Leisure Tavern, and that was not a problem. After all, there was a wine god in the Leisure Tavern, and the wine gods never lacked wine.

Very quickly, the two thousand people were divided into two groups. One group supported Lei Nian who was drunk, and the other supported You Luoshen who was the Netherworld Emissary.

Of course, the two groups of people had a very special way of betting. It wasn't about guessing who would win, but rather drinking wine and gambling.

First, everyone drank as much wine as they could. Then, the wine would be sealed and sent into the enemy camp. Of course, the enemy camp was also filled with sealed wine vessels. At this point, the choice was reached.

Sealed containers could be said to be of equal size, and one simply couldn't see much from their appearance. People could only choose based on their instincts, choosing to drink less wine when losing.

In reality, this method was not the Wine God's attention, but Lei Nian's attention. Whether it was to deal with the abandoned pills or the abandoned sword, it was a meticulous method, and not only was it very slow, it could not be disturbed. This allowed everyone to have some things to do, and Lei Nian himself could also do it with less interference.

Of course, if it was just a different faction, everyone would look at him. If everyone stared at each other, no one would be tired of staring for a few minutes. As such, Lei Nian had already prepared the second anti-interference plan.

At this moment, the Wine God personally made his appearance. When the Wine God made his appearance, everyone present was extremely respectful, and no one dared to laugh. Every time the Wine God went up to a person, he would hand out a bamboo slip. However, this bamboo slip was not used to write, but had other miraculous uses.

"Everyone has a bamboo block in their hands. Whoever can whittle the bamboo block into a set of defensive equipment in the shortest amount of time will be able to obtain three bottles of Primordial Spirit Pill. The second person who wore out a set of defensive equipment would get two bottles of Primordial Spirit Pill. The third person who wears down a set of defensive equipment can get a bottle of Primordial Spirit Pill. "The fourth …" The God of Wine slowly said while he was walking around the field.

If it was an ordinary person dilly-dallying to introduce the rules, the two thousand people would have been anxious. But who was this person in front of them? It was the Wine God! A Wine God who dared to openly challenge Netherworld! Who dares to provoke him? No one dared to provoke him!

As a matter of respect, no one dared to disrespect the Wine God. The number of people here was over two thousand, and even if the Wine God was not tired from talking, they would still have crawled onto the table to sleep.

Of course, all of this were carried out by the Wine God, and only Lei Nian planned it out on his behalf.

At this time, Lei Nian was not removing impurities, water vapor, or fusing liquids for the abandoned pills, but was drinking them, because he was too clear-headed, so he asked the Wine God for another hundred pots of top-quality wine.

The two thousand over people fell on the ground, all expressing their admiration. They had drunk more than two hundred jars of wine before, and now there was another hundred jars. How could his tiny belly hold so much alcohol, much less be drunk?

Lei Nian could see the doubt in everyone's hearts, but he only laughed foolishly and returned to the competition arena. Yes, he did not want to explain further, after all, in this world, there were too many people who believed in lies but did not believe the truth. If he continued to waste his breath, if they did not believe him, it would be a waste of time.

Lei Nian gulped down the alcohol like a whale gulping down a hundred pots of wine. The Wine God could not help but laugh. "If he is also someone who desires fame, I'm afraid that the title of Wine God is not up to me!"

And the Wine God's praise of Lei Nian far surpassed the praise of the two thousand people present. And so, a message spread like wildfire. In the wine world, under the jurisdiction of the Leisure Tavern, a terrifying existence that even the wine god felt himself to be inferior to had appeared. There was only a single sentence that introduced him: No wine, no wine, no drunkenness, no leisure.

Of course, Lei Nian's name had already spread throughout the entire wine world, and at the same time, Lei Nian had also gradually progressed.

"Drunk and carefree, intoxicated and free!" Lei Nian swung the greatsword in his hand, and it seemed as if his entire body was going to be pulled towards the greatsword, but he just had to freeze at this moment.

With the heavy sword in front of him, he held the sword in his other hand and felt like he was drunk, not drunk at all. This was the first move of Drunken Dragon! When the crowd saw this brilliant move, a series of applause rang out.

"Alright!" The applause didn't come from outside the arena, but rather from inside the arena. No matter who shouted, everyone just followed and cheered.

The applause and whistling from time to time had really annoyed Lei Nian! The moment he felt irritated, the drunkenness disappeared.

Without drunkenness, how could he train himself to be drunk? Therefore, Lei Nian said with a darkened face: "Brother, give me another two hundred pots of wine!"

At least, he could tell that Lei Nian was feeling annoyed. Thinking that as an old brother, he had to help him out, no matter what, so with a wave of his hand, he gave two hundred pots of wine to the old man. At the same time, he said with a cold face, "Be quiet!" It was very short, but it was also very useful. Just these two words made everyone present speechless.

No one dared to challenge the dignity of the Wine God. At least, no one dared to challenge him here. After all, this was his home.

Even after it quieted down, Lei Nian did not let go of the two hundred pots of good wine, because he felt that the wine could actually broaden the muscles and veins in his body! It had to be known that the wider the meridians in the body, the greater the output of the mystical Qi at the same time. In a battle between martial artists with the same cultivation base, the larger the output of the mystical Qi would be.

Therefore, Lei Nian of course wished to drink as much as possible, and of course, he would need to drink alcohol more to help himself cultivate Xiao Yao. After all, the basic requirement for training Xiao Yao was to not get drunk, if it wasn't wine, of course he wouldn't be able to do so.

On Lei Nian's side, he was asking for wine and training non-stop. On the other hand, the Netherworld Emissary You Luoshen was asking for directions to every path of the sword on the map.

Everyone could see that the two were sharpening their swords. Once the sword was sharpened, they would know which one was faster!

Originally, he had over ten thousand jugs of wine, which was a month's quantity. But now, Lei Nian had destroyed six thousand jugs of wine in one go, let alone the others, even he himself was shocked to the core.

"Lei Nian, stop drinking. If you continue drinking, aren't you afraid of being full to the point of death?" The Wine God said unhappily.