A glass of wine flying out of thin air is very particular, and it is not just about the speed that is difficult to detect with the naked eye.
The entire drink in the glass was filled with the powerful sword intent of the man in blue.
If you are not careful, you will make a fool of yourself regardless of whether Xiao Chen can catch it or not.
If you catch it, the wine filled with knife-like intent in the cup will reach the critical point after spinning thousands of times and explode upon touching it.
The explosion was all over Xiao Chen's body, and every drop of water was fatal, and it was inevitable to be embarrassed.
If you can't take it, you'll give the other person the benefit of the doubt and say you're not sincere.
This was a very powerful move, and everyone present was sneering, waiting to see how Xiao Chen would respond.
Ba Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and did not take any action. This was a show of force directed at Xiao Chen. If Xiao Chen can't even pass this small test, it only proves that he made a mistake and shouldn't have brought Xiao Chen here.
Xiao Chen smiled softly, and the Moon Shadow Knife appeared in his left hand at some unknown moment. Between the electric light and flint, the bright blade was beautifully unsheathed.
call!
The moment the sword was unsheathed, a strong gust of wind, carrying Xiao Chen's sword intention, roared away and lifted everyone's hair from their foreheads.
First, use your own powerful sword intent to completely frighten the opponent's sword intent in the drink, making it stop spinning.
When the blade was completely unsheathed, the blade and the wine glass happened to be walking in a straight line. The glass swished and stopped steadily on the tip of the blade.
Xiao Chen used his excellent eyesight, powerful sword soul, and fast shooting speed. Catching each other's glass of wine with the tip of a knife, the two looked like they were friends they hadn't seen for many years.
The man in blue threw the wine glass, and Xiao Chen drew his knife to catch it, in a "tacit understanding" of cooperation.
This tense and exciting scene sounds a little complicated to say, but in fact it only lasts a moment, a blink of an eye.
The wine glass stopped on the tip of the knife. The wine stopped spinning and popped out. Xiao Chen raised his head and opened his mouth. The wine traced a beautiful arc and fell into Xiao Zhen's mouth.
"Yes, it is indeed a fine wine. I will return the glass to you!"
Sheathing the knife, the cup hung in the air and Xiao Chen wiped the drink from his mouth. As soon as his eyes were focused, 60% of the sword soul in the sea of consciousness moved according to his heart, attached to the wine glass, and rushed towards the young man in blue with a whooshing sound.
The empty cup that flew directly past was like an incomparable sword light, sharp and boundless, and containing infinite sword intent.
According to the etiquette of toasting, Xiao Chen should offer a glass of wine in return instead of giving an empty glass.
Etiquette Xiao Chen naturally knew that there was another reason for doing this.
When they met for the first time, the other party gave him a blow. To be honest, he didn't have much grievances. The world of warriors was like this, and anything good in the forest would be destroyed by the wind.
Xiao Chen has long been able to accept it calmly, but he also has his own arrogance. If the other party can catch the empty cup, he will be qualified to let him drink in return.
If you couldn't catch it, then I'm sorry, Xiao Chen wouldn't even look at this person.
The expression of the man in blue had already softened a bit after Xiao Chen perfectly caught his wine glass with the tip of his knife.
At this moment, when he saw the empty cup coming back, he looked solemn.
The so-called laymen watch the excitement, and the insiders watch the excitement. The movements of the two people going back and forth look a bit fancy.
The geniuses present all knew the dangers contained in these simple actions. If he were a small-time quasi-emperor with little strength, the blue-robed swordsman's glass of wine would be enough to seriously injure him.
But Xiao Chen not only caught it perfectly, but also gave the man in blue an empty glass in return, which in turn tested the man in blue's strength, and the situation suddenly became interesting.
"Interesting, Liu Yang's grandfather is called the Black Sea Sword King. He himself has always been the most powerful swordsman among the younger generations of the Black Sea. I am afraid that I will meet a master this time. I don't know if he can catch the cup. ”
All the eyes of the talented people present turned to Liu Yang to see how he would respond, which invisibly increased the pressure on him.
Liu Yang's thoughts were like lightning, and he thought of many countermeasures in his mind, but they were rejected one by one. It's not difficult to catch an empty cup, but he not only has to catch it, he also has to catch it beautifully and lightly like Xiao Chen.
Otherwise, if you show a little effort, you will fall into a disadvantage in this invisible competition.
In a blink of an eye, Liu Yang came up with a countermeasure. He stretched out his right index finger and gently caught the flying empty cup.
Whoops!
The wine glass quickly spun between his, and without even one rotation, a large portion of Xiao Chen's sword intention attached to it was dispersed.
The wind roared and buzzed, and the sword wind dispersed, floating on the second floor. It was like a sword that was trembling continuously, and the sharp sword intent made everyone's expressions become serious.
The empty cup that Xiao Chen offered back this time contained a lot of knowledge. Similarly, Liu Yang's hand that caught the empty cup with one finger was unambiguous at all.
They competed against each other, back and forth, and the two were evenly matched.
"There is no wine in the glass. It seems that Mr. Xiao said it was good wine, but in fact he looked down on the wine Liu offered and refused to even offer a toast in return. Anyway, if Liu proposes another glass, you will definitely feel the same. Duplicity.”
The empty wine glass that Xiao Chen used to test became a new rhetoric in Liu Yang's mouth, and became an excuse for him to take action again.
The wine glass was spinning on his fingertips. Liu Yang smiled faintly and suddenly let go, letting it spin in the air.
As if by magic, the moment he let go, a finely carved white jade wine bottle filled with cold air appeared in his right hand.
The wine flowing out was like melting snow on the mountain top, slowly falling into the wine glass.
On the entire second floor, the temperature dropped sharply. As Liu Yang poured the wine, it became colder and colder, so cold that it felt as if the blood was about to freeze.
A wisp of cold air rises from the fine wine in the glass, and the alluring aroma of the wine fills the air, making people feel heartbroken when they smell it, and they can't help but show an intoxicated look.
"What kind of wine is this? Why does it smell so good!"
"It must be the best wine, and it also perfectly matches Liu Yang's ice will. The glass of wine he is about to toast is definitely no small matter."
"It's interesting. It's getting more and more interesting."
The young leaders present were talking a lot. The unexpected confrontation between the two swordsmen was really exciting.
When the wine glass fell on the table, the wine was filled in time. Liu Yang put down the wine bottle, held the wine glass, and shook it gently.
A cloud of snowflakes rose from the wine, countless snowflakes bloomed, and an ice phoenix grabbed the wine glass and spread its wings and flew away.
"The name of this wine is Thousand Years Snow. I bought ten bottles by luck in the distant sea of ice. I hope I won't disappoint Brother Xiao this time!"
Liu Yang's eyes turned cold. The wine glass was filled with thousand-year-old snow, filled with Liu Yang's cold and ruthless sword intent, and he followed the ice phoenix towards killing him.
The ice phoenix, which was originally just a shadow, seemed to come alive under the blessing of Liu Yang's sword intention. He held the wine glass in his paws, his eyes were cold, dazzling and cold-blooded.
Just this cold gaze can give people a glimpse of Liu Yang's powerful sword intention.
The sudden appearance of the ice phoenix caused the glass of wine to fly much faster than before. It spreads its wings and comes with a sharp sword intent, which is powerful and oppressive.
Xiao Chen didn't dare to underestimate him, so he avoided the attack for a moment, pointed his toes, opened his hands, and slowly flew backwards.
He quit!
The corners of Liu Yang's mouth turned up in an arc, showing a proud smile, and finally retreated.
But slowly his smile solidified, and Xiao Chen fell back, wearing white clothes and long hair flying. Every strand of flowing hair and every strand of fluttering clothes exudes powerful sword intent.
The eyes jingle, the hair ripples, and the sound of the knife is as light as the sound of a piano: the clothes are flying, and the sound of the knife is like a heroic war drum.
While the piano and drums were playing in unison, Xiao Chen retreated in order to advance, using his powerful sword intention to gradually neutralize Liu Yang's unparalleled sword power above the ice phoenix.
With a slight spin, Xiao Chen smiled slightly, sat behind a wine table, put down the Moon Shadow Knife casually, and reached forward to catch it.
The ice phoenix, which had exhausted its sword power, was easily removed from the wine glass by Xiao Chen. The ice phoenix circled upwards around Xiao Chen's head and turned into snowflakes falling down.
Looking at the fine wine in the glass, Xiao Chen picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. The wine entered his throat, it was extremely hot and full of stamina, making people feel hearty and happy.
"Sure enough, the wine is good, Mr. Liu, what he said is true." With a slightly red face and a hint of drunkenness, Xiao Chen put down his wine glass and looked at Liu Yang and praised.
Liu Yang's heart sank, he stopped moving, and said in a cold voice: "There is a saying that when we meet, we drink three glasses of wine. Since it is fine wine, let's drink three glasses in a row!"
Unconvinced, Liu Yang filled three cups of Thousand-Year Snow with dazzling movements and sent them over to Xiao Chen again.
"Well done!"
Xiao Chen was a lover of wine, and Qian Qianxue quite liked his taste. He laughed loudly, picked up the empty wine glass, poured his sword soul into it, and slammed it forward.
Bang bang bang!
The three flying ice phoenixes shattered into pieces under Xiao Chen's full blow. Amidst the flying snowflakes, Xiao Chen drank three cups in a row.
"Nothing but paralysis!"
Putting down the wine glass heavily, Xiao Chen felt refreshed all over his body, as if he was drunk but not drunk, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became.
"as you wish!"
Liu Yang's face looked a little ugly, and he stood up, his whole person's momentum bursting out. The movements of his hands were so fast that people could not see clearly. Cups of thousand-year-old snow spread their wings along with the snowbirds and ice phoenixes.
In the hall, all the geniuses were a little confused. They didn't expect that a simple toast could be made so majestic.
Xiao Chen, who had Liuying Gloves, looked at the dazzling Bingfeng. The movements of his hands were much faster than Liu Yang's.
Drinking one cup after another, Xiao Chen seemed to be really drunk. In the wind and snow, he couldn't help laughing loudly.
The powerful sword intent radiated from his body, and with the laughter, he was unbridled, his usual calmness was gone, he was arrogant and indulgent.
flutter-
Liu Yang stopped and found that the wine was empty, the thousand-year snow he had brought had been exhausted, and Xiao Chen had already drank a hundred glasses in a row.
"Are you out of wine? It doesn't matter, I have it. There is a saying that a thousand cups of wine is too little for a close friend. Although Mr. Liu and I are not close friends, we are also people who love wine. If you toast me a hundred cups, I will return the wine." Thousand cups!”
Xiao Chen put down his wine glass and stood up suddenly, his black hair flying like a waterfall with his clothes.
Buzz!
On the second floor, on every wine table, the empty cups trembled under the pull of Xiao Chen's 60% sword soul.
But the cup was still not enough, and the sword intent spread. In the vast hall on the first floor, any empty wine glass began to shake violently.
"what happened!"
Many warriors in the Zhanhuo Restaurant had horrified expressions on their faces, not knowing what was going on.
Whoosh—
Following Xiao Chen's thought, all the wine glasses gathered on the second floor, no more, no less, just in time for a toast.
From the Qiankun Ring, all the thousand-year fires that Xiao Chen had collected flew out. With a wave of his hand, the wine bottle was shattered, and the golden wine sprayed out with jagged golden light.
Not a drop was leaked, and everything fell into the wine glass hovering high in the sky.
Buzz, the wine glass shook slightly, and balls of flames took off, forming a huge golden crow under the blessing of Xiao Chen's sword soul.
The Golden Crow spreads its wings, and the terrifying sword intent makes people unable to breathe. With a scream, carrying a thousand cups of thousand-year fire, the Golden Crow slowly flew towards Liu Yang.
Looking at Liu Yang, the descendant of the Black Sea Sword King, he was frightened and his legs were shaking slightly.
This scenery, the world's heroes, who dares to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!
[The first chapter is delivered. This chapter has one thousand words longer than usual, so it’s a bit late. I can't stop writing. I hope you all like it. I will continue writing the second chapter. - Fellow Xianwu, produced by Yue Ruhuo.]