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"No, we can't continue like this. If we continue like this, we will lose!"

Ye Ling frowned as he looked at Uncle Bahatur pressing against him.

He was now being pressed by Uncle Bahatur, and his whole body was leaning back a lot, and he might fall down at any time.

"Haha, Brother Ye, you are very strong, you can actually persist until now." Uncle Bahatur joked.

Ye Ling was not in the mood to joke with him, so he quickly opened the Faith Mall and thought to himself: "System, quickly search for me the most powerful martial arts to deal with Uncle Bahatour."

"Master Drunken Master: 100,000 faith points!"

"Master Tai Chi: 100,000 faith points!"

"Master Jiu-Jitsu: One Hundred Thousand Faith Points!"

"Exchange, exchange it for me Master Drunken Master!" Ye Ling glanced at it and said hurriedly in his heart.

"etc!"

Ye Ling suddenly remembered that he had eaten a thousand cups of anti-drunk pills and would not get drunk at all. Drunken fist was of no use to him at all.

But it was too late, the system had already redeemed Drunken Master to him.

"Is this a master-level drunken fist?"

A trace of wine red appeared on Ye Ling's face, and his eyes became a little blurry, but his mind was very clear and he had no intention of getting drunk at all.

"It turns out that Drunken Boxing is just a boxing technique created by a drunk person. It doesn't really mean getting drunk!"

Ye Ling thought to himself, but 893 feet had already stepped on Uncle Bahatour's legs.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed Uncle Bahatur's hands, turned over and broke away from Uncle Bahatur's restraints, and he almost fell to the ground as he staggered.

"Uncle Bahatur!"

Ye Ling smiled with half-squinted eyes, crossed his arms in front of him, and rushed forward unsteadily.

"Brother Ye, are you drunk?" Uncle Bahatour was a bit rich.

It shouldn’t be!

Ye Ling drank so much soju at noon today and acted like a normal person. Why did he get drunk after just drinking a small jar of soju at night?

Moreover, Ye Ling was not drunk when they were competing just now!

Ye Ling wandered to Uncle Bahatur, and suddenly fell down, but did not fall to the ground, but tilted 45 degrees from the ground.

Then, Ye Ling raised one foot and quickly swept towards Uncle Bahatour's legs.

Uncle Bahatur jumped up quickly, but Ye Ling put one hand on the ground and swept his legs sharply in front of Uncle Bahatur.

Uncle Bahatur quickly stretched out his hand in front of him to block Ye Ling's legs, then quickly took a few steps back, looked at Ye Ling doubtfully and said, "You're not drunk!"

"I'm not even drunk even though I'm drunk!"

Ye Ling stood up and yawned, then stretched and fell backwards. He stopped when his body was still 45 degrees above the ground. He put a hand under his head and half-squinted his eyes as if he was about to It looked like he was going to sleep.

"Holy crap, are you sure Ye Gou isn't filming a movie?"

"Ye Gou, what's going on? There's glue on the shoes?"

"Damn, how did Ye Gou do this? He doesn't take gravity seriously, does he?"

"Nima, after Newton saw this, he couldn't hold down the coffin board anymore!"

"Newton cursed and quit the group chat!"

Uncle Bahatur looked at Ye Ling in shock. He walked over and touched under Ye Ling, trying to touch the invisible seat or something, but he only touched a hand of air.

"Brother Ye, how did you do this?" Uncle Bahatour asked curiously.

"Want to know?"

Ye Ling reached out and slapped the ground, and he immediately stood on his head. He quickly kicked Uncle Bahaatur with both feet and said with a smile: "I'll tell you if I win!"

"boom!"

Uncle Bahatur was kicked back several steps in a hurry, and was almost kicked to the ground.

Ye Ling turned over and stood up. Instead of pursuing the victory, he walked to the side, picked up a small jar of soju, took a sip, and motioned to Uncle Bahatour: "This wine is good!"

Uncle Bahatur frowned and rushed towards Ye Ling as if he was provoked.

Ye Ling lay down in the void and avoided Uncle Bahatur. He took a sip of soju and laughed, "I'm topsy-turvy like a wave!"

"There are (bfce) grievances out of ten thousand that you can laugh at!"

"I'm going low and I'm going high!"

Ye Ling stood up again, drank and said: "Staggering and refusing to fall!"

Uncle Bahatur turned around and rushed towards Ye Ling again.

"I know the best about wine!"

"I never use a knife to make my name in the world of martial arts. "I don't use force!"

Ye Ling was drinking and singing at the same time. When Uncle Bahatur rushed over, he stamped his feet hard and turned over and jumped on Uncle Bahatul's neck.

"I can carry a thousand pounds of burden on my shoulders!"

Ye Ling took a sip of wine, passed the wine to Uncle Bahatur's mouth in a drunken state and asked: Uncle, do you want to drink?"

"ah!"

Uncle Bahatur reached out and grabbed Ye Ling's shoulder, trying hard to pull Ye Ling off his body.

Ye Ling took a sip of wine, grabbed Uncle Bahatur's arm, turned over and jumped down, almost knocking down Uncle Bahatul along the way.

Seeing Ye Ling coming down, Uncle Bahatur rushed over.

Ye Ling chuckled, lay down, stretched out his hand and patted the ground, and moved his whole body to one side.

"I'm tossing and turning like a wave!"

Ye Ling leaned forward and took a sip of wine, then sang again: "Thousands of grievances are put aside with a smile!"

"I'm going low and I'm going high!"

"Staggering but refusing to fall!"

Ye Ling sang and glanced at Uncle Bahatur, who was rushing over again. After taking a sip of wine, he slapped his left foot hard on the ground, and it bounced up instantly and hit Uncle Bahatur's belly.

Seeing this, Uncle Bahatur grabbed Ye Ling's left foot, lifted it up and threw it towards Yi Ling.

Ye Ling flew to the side following Uncle Bahatur's strength, and then supported him with one hand as he lay flat in the void and drank a sip of wine.

“Good wine!”

Ye Ling stood up straight, threw away the wine jar, wiped his mouth, and rushed towards Uncle Bahatour with a wicked smile.

"Huh, I'm just afraid you won't come!"

Uncle Bahatur rushed to Ye Ling and hugged Ye Ling with both hands.

Ye Ling lay down in the void, and after avoiding Uncle Bahatur's arms, he suddenly turned over, put his hands on the ground and kicked Uncle Bahatur quickly with his feet.

"boom!"

Uncle Bahatour once again put his arms across his body to block Ye Ling.

Ye Ling spun around and swept his legs towards Uncle Bahatur's calf.

Uncle Bahatur jumped up when he saw this.

Ye Ling slapped the ground with one hand, jumped up, and then bumped towards Uncle Bahatour.

"boom!"

Before he was done after bumping into Uncle Bahatur, Ye Ling pinched his shoulders and turned him over. He used strong force with his hands and threw him on his back, slamming him to the ground.