Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

Xuanyuan Changqing saw the situation escalate and whispered, "Father, Qingzhou is a kid who always loves to stir up trouble. You see..."

Xuanyuan Sword Emperor still smiled and said, "It's okay, let the children play."

Xuanyuan Changqing was stunned. After not seeing his father for many years, it seemed that he had changed a little and was no longer as serious as before.

In my memory, he was always dignified and strict in supervising his disciples to practice swordplay and martial arts. If they slacked off even a little, he would punish them severely. The awe of his father was deeply rooted in me since I was a child.

Seeing that the head of the Xuanyuan family had no objection, Chen Qingzhou immediately began to think. He knew that a strong dragon would not suppress a local snake, and he was not even a strong dragon. Therefore, although he had to make the bet, it could not be too excessive.

"We are here to improve our strength, and we will inevitably practice martial arts together in the future. How about this, whoever loses this competition will respectfully address the winner as Master when they see him from now on. How do you think?"

Xuanyuan Bojue was furious when he heard this. He was a child of destiny, so why should he call such a young boy his master?

Seeing the other party's handsome face full of anger, Chen Qingzhou smiled and said, "It seems that the second young master is worried that losing will lose his status, so this competition will not be..."

"it is good!"

Xuanyuan Bojue waved his hand and said, "I accept this bet!" Then he added, "Anyway, I won't lose!"

Chen Qingzhou nodded, bowed to the person in the upper position and said: "Senior Xuanyuan, Senior Brother, please be a witness!"

After saying that, he said no more nonsense and stretched out his palms. A ray of warm sun flame flew towards the wine jar from the air, roasting the wine in the jar. Soon the surroundings became hot and the aroma of the wine overflowed.

After seeing this, the Xuanyuan family members realized that this young man was indeed capable and was definitely not here to eat and drink for free.

Xuanyuan Bojue was not to be outdone and smiled confidently. He intended to show off the ability of the Xuanyuan family. He pushed out with one hand and a force gently hit the wine jar. The temperature at the banquet rose again, and it was on par with Chen Qingzhou's.

After a while, the wine was warmed up. Xuanyuan Bojue walked forward, picked up the jar with both hands and shook it lightly, then roughly estimated the size by comparing it with the wine bowl.

"Bring me forty-two bowls!"

After saying that, he glanced at Chen Qingzhou, meaning that it was his turn to count.

In fact, Chen Qingzhou's "rules" for the drinking contest just now were all improvised and full of nonsense. He always drank heartily. When would he estimate the wine and divide it?

But Xuanyuan Bojue reported the number of bowls in a serious manner, and they really wanted to have a drinking contest. How would this end?

At the banquet, everyone's eyes were on him, and he had no choice but to respond to this move.

Chen Qingzhou thought for a moment and came up with a plan. He picked up the wine jar with one hand, shook it pretentiously, and said with a smile: "Forty-one bowls are enough."

Xuanyuan Bo would not waste any more words and shouted loudly: "Someone come!"

Several servants immediately counted the wine bowls from the kitchen and brought them out. There were forty-two in total, neatly arranged in a large area.

Now even Xuanyuan Sword Emperor became interested and looked at the two of them with a smile.

Xuanyuan Bojue saw that the battle array was ready and said, "Pour the wine!"

A sturdy servant stood up and prepared to start pouring wine. The jar of wine was quite heavy, and it would be difficult to lift it if one was not skilled in martial arts.

"Wait a moment!"

Chen Qingzhou suddenly shouted, and Xuanyuan Bojue glared at him, "What are you doing again? Are you scared?"

Chen Qingzhou smiled and pointed in the direction of several servants, "That's not the case. I just like that... young man, so I asked him to pour the wine!"

Everyone looked over and saw six servants standing in a line, but they didn't know why Chen Qingzhou picked the thinnest one to pour wine.

Xuanyuan Bo said unhappily, "What a hassle. Um... Um, go pour the wine!"

"Yes, I am Achang, the Second Young Master."

Xuanyuan Bojue usually lived a life of luxury, so how could he remember his servants’ names? He shouted, “Who asked your name? Go and pour the wine! If you make a mistake, I’ll break your dog legs!”

Achang was so scared that he was shaking all over, but Chen Qingzhou smiled slightly, seeming very satisfied.

Achang walked over carefully and respectfully, wrapped his arms around the jar of wine, and finally lifted it up with all his strength. Under the close gaze of everyone present, he began to pour the wine.

Being watched by so many experts, Achang became even more nervous, worried about spilling the wine. His body was indeed thin, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve. But he poured the first few bowls well and didn't spill anything.

However, the wine jar was too heavy, and my arms became sore after holding it for a while. After ten bowls, the wine started to spill.

When Xuanyuan Bojue saw this, he was shocked. His starry eyes widened and he finally discovered something strange.

Chen Qingzhou's eyes were full of excitement, and he urged: "Brother Chang, hurry up! Faster!"

When Achang heard Chen Qingzhou calling him "brother", he became even more terrified and his hands shook even more.

A few minutes passed, and Achang was tired and scared, sweating profusely and his whole body ached.

At this time, a full forty-one bowls had been filled. Chen Qingzhou smiled and said, "Young man, is the jar empty?"

Hearing him say this, Xuanyuan Bojue's eyes widened with anger and he became very nervous. If he lost, he would have to address him as "Master" every time he saw him. It would be better for him to kill himself!

Xuanyuan Bojue screamed angrily, "Anything else?"

Achang was so frightened that he could hardly hold the jar. He didn't even dare to wipe the sweat off his face. He just held it tightly and shook it.

“Swish…swish…”

The sound of wine flowing was heard, and everyone present could hear clearly that there was still wine in the jar!

"Ha ha!"

Xuanyuan Bojue laughed and said, "You lose! The wine hasn't even been poured yet, it must be more than your forty-one bowls! Just wait to become my disciple!"

Chen Qingzhou looked depressed. He deliberately said one bowl less than the other party and picked the weakest person to pour the wine, thinking that some would definitely be spilled and in the end it would only be less than 42 bowls. By then, his answer would definitely be closer.

But unexpectedly, this Achang actually "fulfilled his mission" and ruined his own wish.

"Ugh!"

Chen Qingzhou sighed and was about to admit defeat, but he heard a deep and experienced voice.

"Finish the wine."

The head of the Xuanyuan family spoke, and Achang quickly responded and continued to pour wine. Everyone stared at the last bowl quietly.

Achang had never been noticed by so many important figures before, and his already numb hands were shaking even more.

Xuanyuan Bojue said sternly: "Be careful! Don't spill it on me again!"

"Yes Yes!"

Ah Chang agreed repeatedly, not daring to be careless at all. He used the last bit of his strength to slightly tilt the jar of wine in his hand. After a while, the wine slowly flowed out.

Xuanyuan Bojue was full of pride, just waiting for Chen Qingzhou to admit defeat and surrender to him. He dared to ruin his good deeds, so he would teach him a lesson!

There wasn't much wine left in the jar to begin with, but when he poured it out it seemed as if there was an endless supply, drop after drop without end.

Chen Qingzhou and Xuanyuan Bojue became more and more anxious, so they simply stood up and surrounded Achang, craning their necks to get a clearer look.

Under the extremely depressing atmosphere, Achang could not hold on any longer. His legs went limp and he fell down. Li Jianting, who was standing by, was quick to stretch out his right hand to support him and caught the jar of wine with his left hand.

Xuanyuan Sword Emperor smiled and said, "Jianting, is the wine jar empty?"

Li Jianting shook the wine jar and said, "Master, it's empty."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone went to look at the last bowl of wine.