My Master Is a God

A total of thirty-four bottles of beer, which is a myth in the eyes of ordinary people, something that has not been recorded in the Guinness Book of Records. Today, Yang Yiyun will complete it with great momentum.

It was another ten seconds, the eighth bottle of beer was blown down, and then the ninth...

This time, Yang Yiyun drank the twentieth bottle in one go before stopping.

Taking a breath, he drank twelve bottles.

At this moment, his stomach was so distended that he was about to start hanging out.

The "Qian Kun Hao Hua Gong" was running in his body. Under the action of true energy, the beer he drank in his stomach began to evaporate little by little. His situation at this time was a bit similar to that in Tianlong Babu, where Duan Yu and Qiao Feng fought wine, and Duan Yu couldn't drink. Qiao Feng used the Six Meridians Excalibur to force the wine out of his little thumb.

But Yang Yiyun's cheating was even more clever, directly refining the wine with true energy into sweat and evaporating it out of the body.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Yiyun's face was just reddish, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

It took less than six minutes to complete twenty bottles of beer, which is a myth.

The onlookers were stunned.

Whistles and clapping thundered.

When Yang Yiyun circulated his true qi to cheat, he heard sighs from all around him.

A boy said: "Oh my god, is this guy a Jiuxian alive?"

"It's not just the Jiuxian who is alive, I think he is the God of Dionysus!"

"Twenty bottles of beer were killed in less than six minutes. The Guinness Book of World Records probably doesn't have this record!"

"All I can say is that it's really perverted."

"Monster~"

"There are fourteen bottles left, do you think he can finish it?"

"I'm sure he can't finish it. He's already eaten twenty bottles, even twenty bottles of cold water, he can't hold it in his stomach!"

"I bet this dude can still drink a few bottles."

"You said a pair of six, how much can those six drink?"

"It's just six sluts. Look, the one who drank the most is already weak after drinking four bottles. The six of them only have fifteen bottles each. I don't think they can finish half of it."

"Hey, the six of us will probably kneel down and call them grandchildren in a while."

The spectators around were commenting one by one, anyway, Yang Yiyun had won a great reputation in their eyes, no matter whether Yang Yiyun could finish the remaining fourteen bottles of beer today, the twenty bottles he blew down had already become a myth.

As for Wei Ren and the six at the moment, their complexions turned into pig's liver, and the six of them were no less perverted towards Yang Yiyun than the people watching the excitement around them.

Looking at the twenty empty wine bottles in front of Yang Yiyun, and Wei Ren who had less than fifteen empty bottles in front of the six in front of him, he felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

At this moment, he really understood that Yang Yiyun was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, deliberately digging a hole for the six of them, and the six of them jumped into the big hole Yang Yiyun dug complacently.

Now, this big pit is enough to bury them. After jumping in, they don't even need to cover them with soil, so they can't see their traces.

Wei Ren knew that there were only three paths left for the six of them today.

First, you can save a little face by drinking all the wine, but you can't finish the fifteen bottles even if you kill yourself.

Second, kneel down and beg for mercy, and call Yang Yiyun grandpa, but this is also impossible. If they really kneel down and call Yang Yiyun grandpa, the six of them will lose face.

The third and last one is the best one and the worst one for them. Drinking hard, drinking the fragments, and then unconscious, this matter can be muddied.

The consequence of this is to hurt the body, and it may cause stomach bleeding.

At this moment, Wei Ren and the six are already riding a tiger. They are surrounded by many people, and it is not easy to pretend to be dizzy. As Yang Yiyun said, the onlookers are from other schools. This age is very important, even if you vomit blood, you must continue to drink it.

Liu Lingling on the side was extremely worried, and asked Yang Yiyun in a low voice, "How are you? If you can't, then stop drinking. You don't have to be childish to drink someone like Wei Ren?"

Qian Xiaobei also said: "Yes, yes, Boss Yun, you are already super god today. After blowing down a full twenty bottles, I wonder if you are human. You are too awesome. Don't drink it."

"Yes, you can't drink any more, you will have trouble if you drink it." Lin Huan looked at Yang Yiyun with worry in his eyes.

"Brother, face has come back, there is no need to drink anymore, I, Yang Lin, have not convinced a few people, you count as one today." Yang Lin said seriously.

The pseudo-mother Lan Hua pointed her finger up: "Oh, Yang Yiyun, you are so manly today, I like it, but I am more worried about your body."

Several people expressed their concern. At first, Yang Yiyun was very moved, but in the end, the puppet said I like it, which almost made Yang Yiyun vomit.

Hastily said: "Stop it, stop it, especially the puppet girl, don't you ever say you like me in the future, buddy is normal, and this drink is nothing to me, don't worry."

Hearing that Yang Yiyun spoke clearly and his body didn't shake, Liu Lingling and the others felt relieved, which meant that he was really fine.

At the same time, everyone thought Yang Yiyun was a pervert.

After Yang Yiyun received the power, he seemed to be revived with full blood, and all the wine in his stomach was refined. He looked at Wei Ren and said with a smile: "Eunuch Wei can beg for mercy now, and I won't let you kneel down. You can just call him a grandson." drink, how do you feel?"

"Hmph~" Wei Ren snorted coldly and said stiffly: "Why are you so proud, haven't you finished your drink? There are still fourteen bottles left and I'll see how you drink it. It's only fifteen bottles of beer, and I can still drink it. "

"Hey, that's good. As long as you don't admit to being cowardly, I'll be relieved. Come on, let's continue. Let's see how my buddies drink and learn a little bit! Haha~"

Yang Yiyun smiled wickedly, just to provoke Wei Ren and the others.

Immediately grabbed a bottle and started blowing.

There are fourteen bottles left in total. After refining the twenty bottles that he drank, he is now in a state of zero.

Amidst the whistling and screaming all around, Yang Yiyun drank one bottle after another.

Ten of the fourteen bottles of beer were blown in less than three minutes, leaving only three bottles on the table.

At this time, the whistles and screams all around stopped involuntarily, and everyone was frightened by Yang Yiyun's drinking.

In the eyes of everyone, Yang Yiyun didn't stop, and blew off the last three bottles in one go.

"Boom~"

After drinking the last sip of beer, Yang Yiyun threw the empty bottle on the table with a bang.

He created a myth today, one person killed a whole thirty-four bottles of beer.

At this moment, all eyes were on Yang Yiyun, everyone wanted to see if Yang Yiyun would fall down or spit out.

After a while, Yang Yiyun just took a drink break.

Yang Lin behind him squinted his eyes, his face was full of enthusiasm, he took the lead and clapped his hands.

Immediately afterwards, there was thunderous applause and whistles from the audience.

Yang Yiyun chuckled, waved his hands to make everyone around him stop, and then looked at Wei Ren, who was extremely shocked, and said six times: "Eunuch Wei, I've finished drinking, now I'm waiting to see your performance, don't be cowardly, and don't pretend to be dizzy, Or if you really can't drink that sentence, you can ask for mercy."

"Who the hell asked you to drink it~" Wei Ren hated Yang Yiyun to death, but he didn't lose face at all.

The guy started blowing right away.

The toughness he showed made Yang Yiyun take a high look at him.

"Yes, drink~" At this time, the onlookers shouted, asking Wei Ren to drink the wine in front of them.

"Drink, drink, drink..."

Booing, whistling, all staring at Wei Ren six drinking.

The six people had bitter faces, and each of them closed their eyes and began to drink.

At a certain moment, a fat man next to Wei Ren, when he drank the tenth bottle, finally died.

"Spray~"

In an instant, a big mouthful came out of his mouth, and then with a bang, the fat man fell down and was completely broken into pieces.

Maybe it was because the fat man sprayed it out in one gulp, like a chemical reaction, and then three people sprayed the same thing.

The three of them didn't drink as much as the fat man, no more than eight bottles of wine.

Wei Ren and a skinny man remained in the field.

The thin man held the wine bottle tremblingly, and only drank two bottles of beer, holding a bottle in his hand without taking a sip, and looked at his fallen companions in the field with a bitter face.

Only Wei Ren drank the seventh bottle.

But at this moment, Eunuch Wei's face is already pale, some people blush after drinking, some people blush when drinking, Wei Ren is a kind of white.

It seemed that Wei Ren's eyes began to blur, he picked up the eighth bottle, rolled his tongue and said, "I... drink it for you... see~"

"Gudong Gudong~"

When Wei Ren started to drink the eighth bottle, Yang Yiyun smiled, and stepped back, casually said to the puppet behind him: "Don't say I didn't warn you~"

"Don't mention any reminders..." The pseudo-mother didn't finish her last word of wake-up.

Then I heard a 'puchi' sound.

The next moment the pseudo-mother screamed: "Ah~ Eunuch Wei, I'm going to kill you~"

But Wei Ren finally couldn't hold back, and sprayed it out, and sprayed it on the puppet who was closer.

At this time, the hypocrite realized why Yang Yiyun reminded him to back off, so he had already seen that Wei Ren would spray!

The puppet screamed and wanted to beat Eunuch Wei, but Eunuch Wei was broken into pieces and fell to the ground like a dead dog. The annoyed puppet began to curse Yang Yiyun.