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Chen Zican's face slowly showed a smile that was also full of sarcasm...

He slowly pushed the bowl of wine in front of Cang Haijun.

"you are wrong!"

Cang Haijun looked stunned: "What? Am I wrong?"

He stared into Chen Zican's eyes with sharp eyes.

He sneered and said: "Hey, the nature of fire and salt is that it is hot and dry. When it meets water, it absorbs the yang energy, so it can condense water into ice."

"This method was already known to people more than a thousand years ago!"

"The Book of Han·Yiwenzhi" records: I heard that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had ice cubes, so saltpeter and water were poured into bronze vessels. The ice cubes formed in winter and melted in summer, making them ice cubes."

"Liu Kezhuang of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem about how the air in Nanzhou was steaming in April, but he recalled that ice sales began in Wuzhong."

"During the Southern Song Dynasty, ice cheese was sold in the streets and alleys. The art of making ice with fire and salt water was known to both children and old people."

"You little god, do you still know this?"

He glanced at everyone and smiled confidently.

"Otherwise, please come and taste this basin of water, and the truth will be revealed!"

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger to dip it in the water in the tub.

Only then did Chen Zican realize that the reason why he was in trouble today was because he read too many online articles and because he didn't do his homework well.

For a professional liar, one fatal mistake is irreversible, let alone two?

He gently pressed Cang Haijun's hand and nodded: "I am well-read and well-informed. I admire you very much."

"It's just that when I said you were wrong, I meant: You made a mistake!"

He pointed to the bowl of wine in front of Mr. Canghai: "Our competition today has only officially begun now!"

"Oh?"

Canghaijun was stunned. Do you want to compete with me in public?

"Haha, what are you comparing to? How?"

Chen Zican had a good time: "Today, the skill of turning wine into ice with just one step is really eye-opening for us."

"That Zhenwu Xuan Ice Qi is so mysterious that it's hard to describe. For one city, two heads of Manchu generals would be exchanged for it. I think it's worth it..."

"But--"

He also stared into Cang Haijun's eyes and sneered slightly: "You have your Zhang Liang plan, and I have my wall ladder."

"I, Chen Zican, don't know martial arts, but my skills may not be inferior to yours."

"Since Shimizu is good at this technique, today, let's compare the technique of condensing wine into ice."

"how?"

Cang Haijun crossed his arms and laughed loudly: "Is it better than condensing wine into ice?"

"What kind of analogy? You draw a line, I will follow it!

Chen Zican flicked the bowl of wine with his fingers: "Brother Tong, come and check, is there anything wrong with this bowl of wine?"

Monk Tong came over and smelled it. The wine was fragrant but there was no peculiar smell.

He picked it up and took a sip, nodded and said, "Yes, it still tastes the same!"

He had some doubts in his heart. He originally thought that Chen Zican asked him to test the wine because he had tampered with the wine and needed his cooperation to cover it up.

But obviously, there was nothing unusual about this bowl of wine.

Chen Zican smiled again and asked Cang Haijun: "What about you, do you want a sip?"

Cang Haijun sneered, originally wanting to say no.

But seeing the expression on Chen Zican's face, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

After thinking about it, he took a sip, tasted it, and nodded.

"Do you know how this wine condenses into ice?" Chen Zican said to him with a smile.

Mr. Canghai no longer knows how many times and how many types of wine have been condensed and purified with this Zhenwu Xuan ice gas.

Hearing this, he said disdainfully: "In this method of condensing wine, the more water there is, the easier it is to condense."

"For example, Suzhou Nuerhong, I can condense it with the snap of my fingers without touching the altar."

"Wine from the Western Regions, I can condense it in an instant without touching the altar."

"Sangji in western Guangdong, I can point it to the altar and condense it with my hands."

"Fenzhou lamb wine, I can touch the altar with my hand, and the three breaths will condense..."

Chen Zican kept smiling and nodding frequently, listening to his talk without interrupting.

Cang Haijun also felt that he was a bit verbose, and knocked on the wine jar on the table: "The authentic Shandong Yao Liang Shao, I can probably touch the jar with my hand, and the five breaths will condense..."

"In general, the thinner the wine, the more likely it is to condense."

“Conversely, the stronger the wine, the harder it will be to condense.”

"Is this true?"

Chen Zican clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You are indeed a master who has mastered the art of condensing wine. What he said is very correct!"

"Today, how about we bet on winning or losing with the bowl of wine in front of us?"

Cang Haijun said proudly: "Tell me, what kind of gambling method is this?"

Chen Zican calmly said: "We took action one after another to compete in the wine condensation competition."

"If anyone loses, he must agree to a condition for the other party. It must be completed with all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and no denial is allowed!"

He looked around at the crowd: "Brother Liang, Brother Wang, Third Brother Tong and the brothers from Dongting Water Village, how about being here to bear witness?"

Everyone cheered loudly.

Mr. Canghai was a little puzzled. His Zhenwu Xuanbing Qi had reached the ninth level. There was no other skill in the world that was more yin and cold than this.

He has decades of skill and rich experience in the world.

When it comes to this method of condensing wine into ice, is there anyone in this world who can surpass him?

Chen Zican's tricks are probably nothing more than fire and salt.

But this method requires soaking the wine vessel in salt water, so there is nothing you can do about the wine bowl on the table.

Besides, this wine has been condensed once, and it is getting richer and mellower, which is not something that this ordinary method can handle...

The more he thought about it, the more confident Mr. Canghai became.

He slapped the table and laughed, "Okay, I agree!"

"Then as you said, let's start?"

Chen Zican stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture.

"Then, first step first!"

Cang Haijun was stunned. Of course he understood that the more the wine condensed, the harder it would be to condense.

The advantage gained by making the first move is huge.

Originally, he had expected that Chen Zican would definitely take the lead.

He didn't mind letting Chen Zican take advantage.

Because, in front of him, Chen Zican had no chance of winning at all.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zican asked him to take action first. This was really strange!

"You really don't want to try it first?" Mr. Canghai looked surprised.

Chen Zican showed eight snow-white teeth and smiled pure and brightly.

"Of course, since it was me who set the path, you should make the first move. In a fair fight, how could I, Chen Zican, take advantage of this!"

"Isn't this also the rule of the world?"

Cang Haijun frowned: "Okay then."

"You kid, although you are very cunning, you don't want to take advantage of others, so you can be considered a bachelor!"

He stretched out his right palm and pressed it on the bowl. Immediately, traces of white air steamed out from the mouth of the bowl, condensing into a piece of crystal white frost in his palm.

Everyone gasped.

Cang Haijun's martial arts skills are truly miraculous and unparalleled!

Soon, everyone saw a thin layer of ice forming on the surface of the wine.

Cang Haijun continued to activate his internal force, and the ice continued to thicken and turn white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The clear wine below can no longer be seen.

Just when he was about to stop, Chen Zican smiled and said, "This is not enough, you continue."

"If you lose, then you have to be convinced that you lost, right?"

Cang Haijun's hand shook and he almost smashed the bowl in anger.

In a rage, he circulated the Zhenwu Xuan Ice Qi to the extreme. Suddenly, not only his palms, but also his whole body was filled with white mist.

Everyone watching around felt as if they were in an ice cellar, and they all took two steps back...