Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 372 Fighting wine with Qiao Feng!
"Ten jugs of fine wine?!" The waiter ran over erratically, and the bowed Ling Feng smiled and said, "My lord, the alcohol in our place is very high, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink even one jug!"

Ling Feng smiled mischievously, "Don't worry about it, if you can't drink enough, I'll pay for it."

With that said, Ling Feng took out a gold ingot from the Qiankun bag.

The waiter's eyes straightened, "Yes, yes, yes! Young master, I'll serve you some wine!"

After a while, ten jars of apricot blossom wine and eight delicacies were placed in front of Ling Feng.

Qiao Feng, who was sitting across from him, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Little brother, if you order so much food and drink, if you can't finish it, isn't it a waste?"

He is the leader of the gang of beggars, and the most taboo thing is extravagance and waste.

Ling Feng smiled faintly, "I can eat as much as I can, so how can it be a waste?"

Qiao Feng glanced at Ling Feng, and said with a sneer: "Little brother, I think you are thin and thin, not like a vulgar person, you probably won't be able to eat these dishes."

Ling Feng smiled faintly, grabbed a jug of wine, and drank heavily.

The more Qiao Feng looked at it, the more surprised he became!
Ling Feng drank the whole jar of wine in one breath without taking a breath!

Moreover, after drinking it, Ling Feng's face did not change, his face did not turn red, and he did not grow angry!

Judging from this, ten altars of fine wine are indeed nothing to worry about!

Qiao Feng immediately stood up, cupped his fists and raised his hands towards Ling Feng, "My little brother is so talented, I judge a book by its appearance! I apologize to my little brother!"

Qiao Feng is indeed a real man who can afford to let go!

Ling Feng secretly sighed in his heart.

It stands to reason that South Murong and North Qiaofeng, Qiao Feng's reputation is definitely one of the best in the Jianghu.

But it's just such a big man who is one of the best, he doesn't even bring an entourage with him when he goes out, and he even takes the initiative to make an apology.

Such a brother is really worth paying for.

While Ling Feng secretly nodded, he quickly absorbed and transformed the fine wine with Beiming Zhenqi and Qiankun Danuo's internal strength.

In the plot of "Dragon", when Duan Yu met Qiao Feng, he also had a drinking contest with Qiao Feng. However, Duan Yu was not good at wine. He didn't really absorb the wine, but played a trick and used the Six Meridians God. The way of the sword forces the wine out of the body, so one can never get drunk after a thousand cups.

However, for Ling Feng, this is completely unnecessary.

Ling Feng's internal strength is abnormally strong, and he can completely get rid of the state of drunkenness.

Let alone ten altars, even a hundred altars are no problem.

Ling Feng put down the empty wine jug with a smile, cupped his hands and said to Qiao Feng with a smile: "Brother, there is no need to apologize. I think it's quite boring for you to drink alone. Why don't we get together at the table and have a drink together?"

Qiao Feng laughed, "It's rare for a little brother to be so passionate. If I refuse, it would be disrespectful!"

How heroic!
Ling Feng smiled and said: "It's very refreshing to talk to my brother, brother, please come and sit here!"

"Okay!" Qiao Feng walked over to Ling Feng with a half jar of wine in his hand.

Ling Feng reopened the altar, "Brother, brother, I will do it first as a respect!"

As he said that, Ling Feng picked up the wine jar and drank it all down!

Qiao Feng was greatly surprised, "Little brother, you are really huge! I, Qiao, have been traveling all over the world for so many years, and I think that I am invincible in drinking capacity. I never thought that I would meet such an expert as little brother here! Good! Great! "

Qiao Feng picked up his own wine jar and drank it down in one gulp!

Ling Feng laughed, "It's refreshing! I don't know your name, bro?"

Qiao Feng laughed and said: "Ashamed, ashamed, not expensive, so is Qiao Feng."

Ling Feng quickly hissed, "Nan Murong, Bei Qiaofeng, could it be that you are the leader of the beggar gang?"

Qiao Feng said with a smile, "It's right here."

Ling Feng smiled and said: "Today is really destined, I didn't expect to meet Chief Qiao here!"

Qiao Feng said with a smile: "I am very surprised to meet someone like you, little brother, even though you are young, but you are full of aura! I, Qiao, have a bit of reputation in the world." Yes, but you just smiled lightly, little brother, it can be seen that you are not an ordinary person, little brother! Haven't you asked me how to call you little brother?"

Ling Feng smiled and said, "My name is Ling Feng."

Qiao Feng was taken aback suddenly, "Ling Feng? Could it be that you are the new head of the Xiaoyao Sect?"

The fact that Su Xinghe set up a Zhenlong chess game in Leigu Mountain has already spread throughout the rivers and lakes, and as the largest gang in the world, the Beggars' Clan will naturally be more well-informed.

Ling Feng smiled mischievously, "Yes, little brother, I am the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, and at the same time, I am also the new Palace Master of the Vulture Palace."

"Ah!" Qiao Feng exclaimed.

The prestige of the Vulture Palace is even louder than that of the Happy School!
After all, the Xiaoyao faction is just an empty shell, and Vulture Palace has 36 holes and 72 islands besides Misty Peak!

The sum of these forces is no worse than the beggars' gang!
Ling Feng continued: "To tell you the truth, Brother Qiao, I am also Princess Wenchuan's son-in-law of Xixia."

"Ah!" Qiao Feng exclaimed again.

Xixia's military strength is so strong that even the Northern Song Dynasty did not dare to easily start a war with Xixia.

And the King of Xixia has no children, only one princess!
Becoming the consort of Xixia is equivalent to owning half of Xixia!
Ling Feng continued: "Oh, by the way, I also have a sworn brother named Duan Yu, who is now the king of Dali, and I am the regent of Dali."

"Ah!" Qiao Feng exclaimed continuously!
He thought that his identity was considered awesome.

Unexpectedly, during the time spent eating a meal here, I could meet the proud son of heaven!
Qiao Feng hurriedly got up, straightened his clothes, and bowed to Ling Feng with the courtesies of the world, "It turns out that Mr. Ling is so honorable, disrespectful and disrespectful! Qiao is a big beggar, and he shouldn't be eating and drinking at the same table with Mr. Ling."

Ling Feng hurriedly said: "Brother Qiao, don't be polite, it's God's will that we can meet here!"

In fact, where is the fate of God?This was all done on purpose by Ling Feng!

Qiao Feng said with emotion: "Young master Ling has such a lofty status, yet he is so approachable, it's amazing!"

Ling Feng smiled and said: "Brother Qiao, let's stop using the red tape in the world to communicate. Today, we are just meeting friends over wine! Brother Qiao! Please!"

After speaking, Ling Feng handed Qiao Feng a jar of fine wine.

Qiao Feng laughed loudly, with pride, "You're right, drinking is drinking, and with so many rules of status, you can't drink this wine! Come, brother Ling, I respect you!"

"Dry!"

Ling Feng grabbed the wine jar, drank it all in one gulp!

Like Ling Feng, Qiao Feng held the wine jar and drank it all in one gulp!

In terms of alcohol capacity alone, Qiao Feng was actually better.

But in terms of dispelling internal energy, Ling Feng was even better.

The more they drank, the happier they became. In a blink of an eye, all ten altars of wine were gone!
Ling Feng beckoned and said, "Xiaoer, come to me again——"

Qiao Feng grabbed Ling Feng's wrist, "Brother! You and I enjoyed drinking today, but we really can't drink any more!"

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Brother Qiao, are you worried about the money for the drink? Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

Qiao Feng said with a smile: "Brother, I'm not worried about the money for the drinks, it's really because I have important things to do."

Ling Feng asked: "What's more important than you and I drinking to our heart's content?"

Qiao Feng laughed and said: "It's an internal matter of my Beggar Clan. This afternoon, the Four Great Elders invited me to have a meeting in Xingzilin. Since the Four Great Elders are here, it means that this matter is very important, and Qiao can't miss it."

Ling Feng naturally knew what was going on, and immediately said with a smile: "Since that's the case, then we won't drink any more. However, Brother Qiao, I'm very curious about the beggar gang meeting, can you take me to see it too?"

Qiao Feng laughed, "We're a group of beggars having a meeting, what's there to be curious about? It's nothing more than an uneven division of power, so I'll ask you to mediate. Of course, this time the Eight Great Elders gather together, and things might get a little more serious."

Ling Feng smiled and said: "So, brother Qiao, take me to see it together! Unless, brother Qiao can't trust me, Ling Feng, and I'm afraid that I, Ling Feng, will harm the beggars' gang."

Qiao Feng hurriedly said: "How could it be possible? Brother Ling, you are the head of Xiaoyao Sect, the master of Lingjiu Palace, the Prince Consort of Xixia, and the Regent of Dali! If you can come to our Beggar Clan Conference, then you are our Beggar Clan Conference. It’s an honor for me, the gang leader, to be your friend, and it’s also an honor for me!”

Ling Feng frowned, "Brother Qiao, since you and I are so destined, why not..."

(End of this chapter)