Chapter 1342: Clash of Pure Strength

much more elegant than Luo Xueshan's.Some wore ultra-short skirts, revealing their long legs, some wore tank tops, faintly showing a good cleavage, and some wore sheer clothes, faintly seeing the unde...A moment ago, the true energy had been protecting him, so he hadn't felt anything. But now that his true energy was leaking, Qing She could feel waves of heat rushing toward every part of her body.

Qing Snake felt an unbearable discomfort all over. Eighty-five degree liquor, this drinking method, she couldn't stand it. After barely finishing a bottle, her whole face was flushed red. Now Qing Snake swayed unsteadily, already having a few points of intoxication.

But the most fatal thing was the surging alcohol in her body, wave after wave of heat washing over her, making her feel like she was trapped in a furnace. She was on the verge of collapse.

With a ripping sound, the Qing Snake suddenly tore a corner off her tight-fitting vest, revealing the frost-like jade skin underneath. The eyes of the Ninth Squadron lit up with surprise, and when they looked at Qing Snake again, their gazes were lost in a daze, clearly indicating that she wasn't done yet.

What is she doing Is she dancing a striptease Although Qing She isn't some stunning beauty, her petite figure, with that small waist and curvy body, is incredibly sexy and alluring. For a moment, all the men in the Ninth Squadron were staring at Qing She, wishing they could strip her bare.

“Stop, Green Snake”

A cold and sharp shout echoed, which shook the green snake's whole body. It was already close to losing control to demonic fire.

Although she was somewhat delirious, this voice, deeply ingrained in her bones, allowed her to regain a sliver of reason immediately. Her hands, which were tearing at her clothes, also unconsciously stopped.

After finishing the rest of the wine, then raise your mind and focus to resist its effects.

Yan Wuque coldly uttered, his voice wasn't loud, but to Qing She's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Even though he's already like this, the captain still wants him to drink more.

Looking at the captain's resolute expression and Liu Qin's disdainful gaze, Bi She gritted her teeth and, just as Yan Wu Que had said, she really drank the rest of the bottle of wine in one gulp.

Even if it meant risking her life, she wouldn't dare disobey the captain's orders.

This time, the young snake only felt a fiery sensation like daggers piercing her insides. She couldn't even feel her own existence anymore. This wine was too strong; she truly admired their captain for finishing four bottles without any ill effects.

Her cultivation naturally wasn't as high as the captain's or Tie Xiong's. And she couldn't just rip off her clothes like Tie Xiong to cool herself down.

Therefore, she had no choice but to immediately sit down cross-legged and close her eyes, silently practicing her kung fu. She exerted herself with all her might, even though her skill was limited, it did help to offset some of the drunkenness.

The green snake's current posture was rather indecent, but she didn't care about that much at the moment in order to avoid getting drunk immediately.

Yan Wuque looked at the green snake with cold eyes, his eyes almost burning with fire.

Up to this point today, not only have I not gained any advantage, but I've also been chased and beaten by Ye Fan and the others. They've thoroughly beaten me with no chance to fight back.

Now the Qing Snake's appearance can be said to be very embarrassing. If you want him, Yan Wuxue, to do this, it is absolutely impossible.

Even if he were to pass out right there, he would never submit to Ye Fan's presence. That's the difference between men and women; sometimes, a man's dignity is even more important than his life.

"Yan Shao, it seems like your people aren't very capable. Can you even compare"

Ye Fan looked at Yan Wuque who remained silent, and chuckled.

"Why don't we compare" Yan Wuque countered, "To add to the merriment, how about we make it a bit more exciting"

Ye Fan smiled. Was Yan Wuyu losing his composure and trying to catch up too quickly

But, since he's already debuted, he can't back down now, right

What's Yan Shao's play

"Playing dice is too vulgar, how about we have a martial arts drinking contest instead" Yan Wuxi looked at Ye Fan with a provocative gaze.

Ye Fan chuckled dumbly. He had never heard anyone say that gambling was uncultured before. If Yan Wuque hadn't lost two consecutive rounds to him just now, he wouldn't have said such a thing.

"What kind of martial arts are you going to use, Young Master Yan Tell me about it." Ye Fan narrowed his eyes as well. He wanted to see what tricks this Yan Wuque had up his sleeve.

"It's very simple, we each choose someone to represent us. The most direct way is for you to punch me and I'll punch you back. You can use all your strength. We'll count the number of steps each person takes back, one step equals one bottle of alcohol. How about it, Ye Shao Have you ever played this before It's very exciting, dare you play"

Yan Wuque seemed to be afraid that Ye Fan wouldn't accept his challenge, so he deliberately used words to provoke Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a different kind of wisdom. This way of playing was indeed stimulating, pure recklessness bordering on suicidal. It seemed that Yan Wuque was eager to regain face and didn't hesitate to let his men take more punches.

"In that case, if someone stands their ground without retreating even a step, then there's no need to drink."

Ye Fan smiled, this bet sounded fresh, but he wasn't afraid. His Paiyun Fist and Qianjin Zhuì kung fu had reached the realm of transformation. He believed that even if Yan Wuxiang made a move himself, he had the confidence to defeat the surname Yan head-on.

"That's right, but these are just childish tricks. I think Ye Shao and I shouldn't participate, right Let's just drink, and leave some opportunities for the young people. What do you think, Ye Shao"

Yan Wujue gave a cynical, old-fashioned speech, looking at Ye Fan with a half-smile.

"Oh, Young Master Yan has such refined taste. Then I'll just have to sacrifice myself to accompany the gentleman." Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and sized up Yan Wuque. He had already drunk four bottles of wine, but he didn't care. Could he possibly still be afraid of him

On my side, besides myself, there was only Fatty and Liu Qin left. And this kind of martial arts method is obviously not suitable for Liu Qin, so Fatty could only be the one to step forward.

Ye Fan looked at the fat man with a smile, fortunately this little fat man had thick skin and flesh, he should be able to take a beating.

The fat man felt uncomfortable under Ye Fan's gaze. He cursed inwardly, "This Yan Wuque is actually such a cunning schemer, deliberately targeting Fat Grandpa like this."

However, when it came to the crunch, he had no choice but to agree. He immediately tossed aside the drumstick in his hand and said, “Alright, for such an exciting competition, let Old Fat me take the lead!”

Yan Wuque saw that Ye Fan had indeed fallen into his trap, a cold smile spreading across his face. This time, it was a pure test of strength. Ye Fan would still die at his hands.

After the fat man finished speaking, Yan Wuxue pointed at Tie Xiong with his chin. Tie Xiong was already fuming with anger. After seeing his captain's hint, he didn't say a word and stood up immediately, staring daggers at the fat man with fiery eyes.or other reasons, Lin Meixin was extremely tired at this moment, she even lay on Ye Fan's shoulder and fell asleep slowly. Looking at her sister lying on Ye Fan's shoulder, a flash of envy crossed Lin...