Amidst the discussion, many people have already begun to look forward to the time coming soon, wanting to see Han Yunxi lose.
If you lose, you have to fulfill the bet. Mu Liuyue's reputation has just rotted, but Han Yunxi, who personally made the bet, will also fulfill the bet!
This is simply the annual drama of the imperial capital! Who doesn't look forward to it! It must have spread, and the entire imperial capital will be shocked by it!
Of course, Princess Changping and Murong Wanru were also looking forward to it, but they were more looking forward to Han Yunxi getting drunk than the bet.
Many people left their seats one after another and came forward, wanting to see more clearly, and many people sat together in groups of three or four, whispering. Murong Wanru sneaked up to Princess Changping without anyone noticing, and said in a low voice, "Princess, are you ready?"
Princess Changping kept her eyes on Han Yunxi, her lips curled up with a hint of sternness, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, watch your play well, and prepare well."
"Yes."
Murong Wanru understood, and quietly retreated to her position, no one noticed her actions.
Everyone was paying attention to the three wine tables in front. At this time, Han Yunxi finally smashed the third wine jar and picked up the fourth wine jar.
However, Young Master Nanbei has already started the seventh altar!
Princess Changping was happy, and "kindly" reported the number for the three of them, "Mr. Bei and Mr. Nan each drank six altars, and Princess Qin has already drank three altars!"
As soon as the words fell, who knew that Mr. Bei raised his eyebrows and looked over, and winked flirtatiously at Princess Changping. Of course, the movement of his hands did not stop, and he threw the seventh wine jar casually, "Boom!" "It fell to the ground with a sound, and there was no wine left.
God!
So fast!
All of a sudden, the audience screamed, which finally affected Mr. Nan and Han Yunxi.
Mr. Nan looked over and got anxious, so he simply stood up, holding the seventh altar of wine in both hands and poured it even more frantically, gulping it down, drinking, drinking!
I have to say that this kind of Li Muge is really too manly, no matter how you look at it, he is not a sissy.
A sneer of disdain appeared on Young Master Bei's lips, and he also stood up, brought the eighth jar of wine, held it handsomely with one hand, and poured it down with his head raised.
And Han Yunxi was still sitting, holding her fourth jar of wine in both hands, and continued to drink at the same speed as before.
The outcome seems to be more obvious.
Although the distance between the North and the South was not that great, and the fight was very fierce, everyone was more concerned about Han Yunxi. After all, she lost, so she had a better chance.
"Princess Qin, you are three or four altars behind others, come on!"
"Wangfei, don't embarrass us women, hurry up!"
"Princess Wangfei, you are really too slow, why don't you admit defeat, lest you lose and hurt yourself!"
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There are always those people who like to add insult to injury. They yell at Han Yunxi one after another, wishing to interfere with her and make her lose faster and worse!
However, Han Yunxi was unaffected and remained motionless, neither slowing down nor speeding up her movements!
Finally, she broke the fourth jar of wine, and she didn't know if it was a coincidence or if she had counted the time well, as soon as she smashed the jar, Princess Changping announced, "The time is over half, and there is still half a stick of incense time! Bei Gongzi has nine altars of wine, Nan Gongzi has eight altars, and Han…”
Princess Changping was so excited that she almost called her by her first name. Fortunately, she didn't say it. She paused for a moment, and continued in a very respectful tone, "Aunt Qinhuang, Sitan!"
After half the time, Han Yunxi also lost more than half of the others, so weak!
The spirit of alcohol is about to come up, and there is only half of the time left, so she can only drink less and less, how can she chase after it!
Lose!
Just when everyone thought that Han Yunxi would pick up the fifth jar of wine in a hurry, but unexpectedly, she didn't do so, but stood up with a calm expression.
It was this pause that allowed everyone to see her face clearly. Her face was rosy, and the red was a blushing red. Her eyes were slightly blurred. I have to say that she was very charming against the backdrop of a white dress.
But what everyone is more concerned about is what happened to her
Why did it stop? Do you want to stop? drunk? Still have to throw in the towel
As Han Yunxi stood firm, the audience fell silent for a while. No matter what happened to this woman, she was doomed anyway. Everyone was nervously waiting for the most exciting moment!
But! Who knew that Han Yunxi smiled faintly, held the wine jar with both hands, raised her head, so that the wine jar was facing her mouth, she quickly spun the wine jar, and for a moment, the wine gushed out like a spring and poured into her mouth .
Oh my god, the wine flowed out faster than Mr. Nan Bei's two veteran drinkers. Han Yunxi's mouth never closed, and her throat kept moving.
How could this be
It didn't take long for one jar to be emptied. Han Yunxi threw it away smartly, picked up the sixth jar, and used the same method, quickly rotating the words on the jar with both hands. The drinks flowed very smoothly.
Han Yunxi opened her mouth wide, drink! drink! drink!
With a "bang", the sixth jar was also broken, and the seventh jar was picked up.
But at this time, something happened to Mr. Bei and Mr. Nan, without any warning, the speed slowed down suddenly, Mr. Nan even stopped for a while, and after adjusting, he forced himself to drink the wine in his mouth.
At this moment, Young Master Bei is drinking from the ninth altar, Young Master Nan is drinking from the eighth altar, and Han Yunxi...
Oh my God, she drank the seventh altar again and brought up the eighth altar!
What's the matter
Everyone stared dumbfounded, as if it wasn't Han Yunxi in front of them, but someone else.
In fact, Han Yunxi just played a little trick and took advantage of the principles of physics.
Drinking heavily at the beginning will definitely make the stomach stretch to the limit at once, not to mention how strong the alcohol is, in the end, the stomach will definitely be the first to be unable to bear it. not go down.
Therefore, she chose a moderate speed at the beginning, allowing her stomach to adapt slowly, and gradually stretched to prepare for the later stage.
When her stomach gradually expanded and began to adapt to the large amount of water, she stood up and spun the wine jar to fill the wine.
Don't underestimate the "rotating" action, this rotating action is the key to speeding up the flow of wine, the principle is the same as a flush toilet, once the high-speed rotation, the wine in the jar will form a swirling nest, at the fastest speed Out of the mouth of the wine jar.
"Boom!"
Han Yunxi's eighth altar was shattered violently, and the loud noise also made Master Nanbei look over. In fact, they had ignored Han Yunxi just now, and they didn't know which altar she is now.
Intuition that this woman seems to have dropped several jars in succession just now.
In the crowd, I don't know who shouted, "Wangfei, this is the eighth altar!"
The eighth altar? !
Oh my god, Young Master Nanbei was frightened, his face suddenly turned gray, how could this be possible
"Are you sure?" Mr. Bei looked at Princess Changping.
Princess Changping has been counting all the time, although she didn't believe it, she still nodded, "Sure."
At this time, the sons of the north and the south were in a hurry, Qi Qi raised his head and continued to drink, but unfortunately, it was too late.
At this time, the stomachs of the two of them were so full that they were about to explode, and they couldn't drink it at all. They just took a gulp and barely swallowed it, and immediately vomited out. Mr. Nan couldn't stand the vomit right away, lying on the side throwing up, his body was paralyzed.
Mr. Nan is out! lost!
Seeing this, Mr. Bei didn't dare to drink any more immediately, and could only watch helplessly as Han Yunxi picked up the ninth altar of wine, held it high above his head, and spun it backwards.
In fact, Mr. Bei and Mr. Nan are both veterans in the wine market. How could they not know that it takes a while for their stomachs to adapt and grow. However, when they face each other, they don't care so much. There is not much difference in strength. The difference between winning and losing is very likely to be just a few sips of wine, so you must work hard from the beginning.
They all thought that Han Yunxi would be enough to drink three jars at most. How could they know that this woman was really hiding her secrets, and she was so familiar with the way of fighting wine, that the way of pouring wine was far ahead of them!
The wine continuously flowed out and poured into Han Yunxi's mouth. She stood there and drank with her head tilted up. Even though she was a woman, she had an unrestrained and unrestrained temperament like a wine fairy, which made people stare blankly. .
"Boom!"
When Han Yunxi smashed the ninth wine jar, Mr. Bei, who had started to feel a little drunk, was relieved. He looked at the stick of incense, and saw that the incense had almost burned to the end, and there was not much time left.
He touched his stomach and hiccupped. Although the alcohol was getting stronger and he was drunk, he was not the kind of drunk who didn't wake up. He still knew what happened.
Seeing Han Yunxi pick up the tenth jug of wine, he moved a little clumsily to pick up the wine jar, but it was not the ninth jar that was half-drunk, but a new one.
The people on the side were about to remind them, but who knew, Mr. Bei yelled, "Drink!"
He sternly said "drink", but pressed his hands on the wine jar and did not move for a long time.
Seeing this, Han Yunxi was greatly relieved!
She held the tenth jug of wine in her hand and didn't drink it. In fact, even if her stomach was stretched, it was not much bigger than Mr. Nanbei. At this time, she wanted to vomit it, but she forced Just holding on.
Moreover, as soon as she stopped, the alcohol came back immediately, her head was already dizzy, and she was a little unsteady, she gritted her teeth to make herself look sober, everything was normal, she pretended to be disdainful, looked at Bei Son, look like you are waiting for him.
Seeing this, the people around didn't notice anything unusual, but only Han Yunxi knew what was going on in their stomachs.
She told herself, hold on, hold on, hold on!
That stick of incense is about to come to an end, she has half a jar of wine more than Young Master Bei, as long as the time is up, she will win!
But suddenly, Mr. Bei roared, lifted the jug and poured it with his head up!
Han Yunxi's heart skipped a beat, and she was about to bite the bullet and continue drinking, but who knew, after only one or two sips, Mr. Bei smashed the whole jar of wine, and a "bang" resounded through the audience.
He raised his head and let out a long breath, and then looked down, he immediately vomited when he lowered his head, which was similar to Mr. Nan's situation, he couldn't stop vomiting, and vomited violently lying on the side, but his situation would be worse than Mr. Nan is better, the spirit of alcohol is fully up, but he is not so drunk that he is weak all over.
Mr. Bei, you lost too!
At this moment, Han Yunxi took a step back, almost upside down, and at the same time, the incense burnt to the end, time is up!