Immediately afterwards, a few more Sha people who thought they had a good drinking capacity stepped forward to fight with Zhang Tianhao, but they all failed without exception. Some even pour almost a cup.
Zhang Tianhao laughed secretly: Nima's, drinking Moutai would dare to drink like this, really knowing how to live or die. On the earth, drinking Moutai is always a small cup. For the first time these people drank such a high-alcohol wine, they dared to drink it this way. This is just death.
In the end, Zhang Tianhao defeated all the master drinking masters of the Sand Clan in the fight against wine. This also allowed Zhang Tianhao to gain the respect of the Sand people.
As Sha Tong, the elder of the Sha tribe, said, there are only two kinds of people that Sha tribes admire most, one is the master with high force, and the other is the master with strong drinking.
Zhang Tianhao returned to his position. He likes to be low-key, and generally doesn't like to show the limelight, but when he sees the Shahai mercenary group being despised by the Sha people, he is naturally very upset.
"Are you good at drinking?" Su Yuqing asked Zhang Tianhao with a smile.
Zhang Tianhao nodded and smiled slightly: "It's okay! So fair, third in the world!"
"Hey, you are so funny."
Su Yuqing looked at Zhang Tianhao and smiled: "Sometimes I find that I am happy talking to you!"
"Well, like you said, there seems to be a lot of people." Zhang Tianhao looked at Su Yuqing and smiled slightly.
"Male or female?" Su Yuqing asked curiously.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Tianhao blinked at Su Yuqing.
"Too lazy to guess!" Su Yuqing rolled her eyes at Zhang Tianhao.
Zhang Tianhao looked at the sand warriors who were singing and dancing below, and said with a smile: "Why don't you go down and jump, maybe some sand warriors will look after you."
"Go, I won't, the people of the sand nationality do not conform to my aesthetics." Su Yuqing snorted.
At this moment, a silver bell-like sound rang. A girl wearing a veil walked up to Zhang Tianhao and said to him: "Excuse me, can I invite you to dance?"
Zhang Tianhao was immediately stunned, Nima's, he really can't dance. What made him even more surprised was that the person who invited him to dance was Princess Zihan of the Sand Clan.
"But I can't dance!"
Although Zhang Tianhao knew that it was impolite to refuse a beautiful woman to dance, he really couldn't dance.
"Don't worry, I will teach you!" Princess Zihan's big beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Tianhao.
"Teach me? Okay!"
Although Zhang Tianhao knew that he would definitely be embarrassed if he went up and danced, but at this moment, he could only catch the ducks on the shelves, after all, Princess Zihan said everything for this purpose. Moreover, he is relatively soft-hearted, and he is generally less likely to reject women, especially beautiful women.
When the young warriors of the Sand nationality saw the goddess in their minds even inviting outsiders to dance, they were a little bit jealous and hated. After all, many warriors of the sand tribe had plucked up the courage to dance to Princess Zihan, but they were rejected without exception.
"The princess actually likes the little white face, it hurts my heart too much."
"Yeah, why does the princess like this little white face outside, that little white face looks so weak, although it was a bit more powerful before drinking. But this is not enough to make the princess like him, doesn't the princess like a warrior who drinks a lot?"
The warrior of the Yigansha tribe looked at his beloved goddess even inviting foreigners to dance, and all of them thumped their chests and felt very unhappy.
However, it is the princess's own business who the princess invites to drink. Therefore, although these people are very upset, they can't help them one by one. Can only watch the princess and the little white face singing and dancing with jealousy.
I have to say that under the guidance of the princess, Zhang Tianhao slowly found the rhythm of the dance, and then began to dance in a decent way.
After the first song, Zhang Tianhao looked at Princess Zihan and said, "Thank you, Princess Zihan."
Zihan looked at Zhang Tianhao and said with a faint smile: "Don't thank Master, you are good at dancing."
Princess Zihan seemed a little shy, glanced at Zhang Tianhao lightly, and left.
After the departure of Princess Zihan, the elder of the Sha tribe stood on the stage again, and said sternly: "Tell you a news, today’s Bonfire Festival is going to hold a fight of martial arts, and those who fight martial arts first will give ten gifts. A black spar."
"Black spar?"
The sand martial artists present were all excited. The black spar is the holy crystal of the sand clan! It is the treasure of the Sand Clan. In the past fighting martial arts, he never took out the black spar as a reward. Unexpectedly, this time the Sand Clan would actually take this thing out as a reward, which surprised the martial artists present.
Even He Yong was greatly moved. It can be said that the sands are most blessed with their minerals, and the most famous of these minerals is black spar. However, the production of this black spar in the sand is also very small. Therefore, black spar is also very precious in the sand clan. Moreover, because of the abundant energy contained in it, black spar is considered an extremely precious mineral among the sand clan.
Zhang Tianhao's heart moved slightly, because he also knew that this so-called black spar was not the Yin-Yang mysterious crystal, because of the very small production, few people outside the world knew about this kind of black spar. Generally only circulated within the sand people, the exercises practiced by the sand people rely on the effective absorption of Yin and Yang Profound Crystals.
However, this so-called black spar is also very marketable in the outside world, so He Yong and others are also very excited. After all, for people who know the goods, not only can the black spar be used for cultivation, but also the refining tools are rare.
Su Yuqing was a little moved, but the combat effectiveness of this Sand Clan was also very strong. It was really not that difficult to win the first place in the Sand Clan's fighting martial arts. Although, foreigners are not forbidden to participate in martial arts competitions in the sands.
"What is the fighting method of this Sand Clan?" Zhang Tianhao asked when he looked at He Yong beside him.
He Yong looked at Zhang Tianhao and smiled slightly: "Why, are you also interested in participating?"
Zhang Tianhao smiled slightly and said, "Well, it's somewhat interesting, right?"
"Hehe, speaking, it's actually very simple, free to challenge until no one challenges it." He Yong is obviously not the first time he has experienced this martial arts link. Like a few treasures.
"Well, then I understand." Zhang Tianhao nodded slightly.
"I am Sha Baohua, who will be my opponent." A sturdy, naked man stood up and looked around.
"I come!"
Soon there will be warriors of the sand tribe to challenge. A big battle began.
From time to time, there are their own supporters shouting to cheer for the players they support. The scene was extremely enthusiastic.